Old Song placed his hand on the suit of armor.
Unlike Xiya's armor, which was full of retro flair, decorations, and patterns, this armor looked more like a product of modern technology. The moment he touched it, however, it immediately cracked apart, transforming into countless tiny, sand-like crystals that spread over Old Song's body.
Lu Ban had initially thought it was nan armor like something out of a science-fiction movie, but he soon realized he was wrong.
The crystals tore through Old Song's protective suit, revealing his gray skin.
Deep-blue veins bulged beneath his skin.
The crystals burrowed into his flesh, probing into his body like countless tentacles.
As the crystals entered, Old Song's veins gradually turned red.
The next moment, those veins burst open.
Scarlet blood sprayed out, but it did not fall to the ground. Instead, it rapidly enveloped Old Song's body.
His skin split open, his muscles swelled and knotted, and his bones began to grow. Together with the blood that wrapped around them, they formed armor of red and white.
The armor combined mechanical and biological beauty. On Old Song's face, twisted flesh formed a savage mask, with only one enormous eye slowly turning within it. Several tentacles extended from the back of his head and writhed in the air. If an ordinary person saw him, they would probably be scared half to death and faint on the spot.
Lu Ban thought of a monster resembling an alien, while Old Song had already taken a firearm from the weapons rack.
The entire firearm seemed to be made from the spine of some unknown creature. It was composed of ring after ring, with tiny ribs forming the barrel, while the coccyx and hip bones at the end served as the stock and trigger.
Without pausing, Old Song