Astartes of the Bear School

Chapter 1252 1224. [Power Release]

The leader of the second group exposed the palm of the glove part of the armor.

Smaug's scales, which had terrifying defensive power, took on the cold and hard texture of metal after their processing, and the original color of the dragon skin became very light after processing.

The originally ochre-red dragon skin now has a bleached, slightly reddish look.

But the parts of the Second Corps leader that were exposed were different in color from Smaug's dragon skin, a deep dark green that was almost pitch black.

That's the skin of a Tyrannosaurus Rex.

"The gloves, boots, and the belt on my waist are all made from the thick hide of the Mist Nest Lord."

Then, he asked Lan En to stand on the side, and applied force to the joints of the armor plates, trying to pry them apart with his face flushed.

The scales that were originally tightly closed gradually revealed a glimpse of the lining under his force.

Beneath the more numerous and finer scales, the lining inside the scales flashed by.

The one-eyed bald man couldn't hold back his strength and let go, and the armor that had just been opened into a small gap immediately closed again.

Obviously, this is to allow for deformation of the armor to facilitate strenuous exercise by the wearer.

If it is really broken, the opening and closing of the armor plates will not be so smooth.

"The lining, huh~ The leather lining is a mixture of Smaug dragon skin and the skin of the Lord of the Mist Nest."

He gasped and patted his chest, looking very pleased with himself.

"You used a large area of ​​[Mist Nest Master] material." Lan En tilted his head. "I roughly understand that you want to use this to carry its [essence]?"

"Why not just tell me the result."

"I succeeded."

The leader of the second group was as straightforward as Lan En requested.

But on this face that had been burned by the fire, the smile could not be concealed.

"Now this set of armor contains more than just the power of your magical blacksmiths."

"To be honest, I just want you to be the user of this armor. Otherwise, after I just loaded the [Essence of the Lord of the Mist Nest] on it, I would not dare to let this thing appear."

When he said this, the calm complacency on his face disappeared and he became serious instead.

Apparently, this set of armor had some "twists and turns" after actually using the [Thick Skin of the Mist Nest Lord].

Berengar nodded in agreement: "Anyway, try it on first."

Halfway through his speech, he frowned and reminded Lan En.

"If you feel like there's something wrong with you, just let us know. We'll help you take it off."

Lan En, who had personally experienced many big scenes, just opened his arms calmly and silently at this moment.

He tilted his head towards the two blacksmiths.

The armor was taken down from the display stand and then put on Lan one by one.

When the area of ​​armor was not that large, Lan En didn't feel anything.

But as the leather straps passed through the metal buckles one by one, the armor plates on his body began to make slight collision sounds with his breathing and movement.
"Ok?"

After the armor, which was cold and slightly bone-white, was completely put on his body, Lan En's palms opened and closed slightly, adapting to the texture of the armor.

But he suddenly saw the silver hair falling in front of his eyes.

The hair shone like molten silver, and under the light of the fire in the processing room, it looked like clear glass.

It's beautiful and perfect, but why is it in front of me?

Lan En's eyes were slightly unfocused, as if he was in a daze.

Apart from the apprentices in the processing shop who were holding their breath, looking forward to this set of armor but not knowing the details inside, Berengar and the leader of the second phase group looked at Lan En with a bit of nervousness.

But Lan En didn't want to observe others at this time. He just focused on thinking about his own strand of hair.

How did it get out of my hairstyle? This is insane.
Suddenly, there was a soft "click" sound.

That was the noise caused by the arm that was already wearing armor, moving and then suddenly stopping.

The word "perfect" had not yet been completed in Lan En's mind, but his body had naturally stopped the hand that had been stretched towards his hair.

Under the slightly nervous gazes of Berengar and the leader of the second group, Lan En tilted his head to look at his palms, which were stretched to a hideous shape due to the force exerted on his gloves with dragon scales.

"Oh." The young demon hunter raised his eyebrows first, then curled his lips, "That's it?"

Berengar and the leader of the second group both looked at Lan and blinked.

But Lan En himself calmed down the muscles in his palms as if nothing had happened, and lowered his arm that was moving towards his hair.

Smaug is an evil dragon, a race created by Morgoth, the first dark enemy of the world of Arda.

The golden mountains where it had lived, even the dense, immortal gold, were tainted with its dragon stench and possessed an evil spirit that corrupted people's hearts.

Lan En had anticipated that his spirit would be eroded after stripping off its scales and dragon skin to make armor.

He was even curious about how Smaug's evil spirit would affect him, since he didn't care about gold. But now it seems that Lan En just thinks it's "ordinary".

It’s still the same set of things that target psychological defects.

The Emperor's Children have an obsessive pursuit of perfection that has been ingrained into their gene seed.

Obsessed with the perfection of one's skills, appearance, and behavior
This impulse caused by the evil spirit of the evil dragon is completely pathological.

Judging from the strength of Lan En's palm just now, it would be an exaggeration to say that he wanted to pull out the loose strand of hair.

But for Lan En, "fighting against his own impulse for perfection" has become a daily routine since the first day he implanted the [gene seed] in himself.

The education he received previously shaped his world view and outlook on life. The simple philosophical concept integrated from it told him that being too obsessed with perfection in all aspects would eventually lead him to an imperfect path.

So from the very beginning, Lan En was fascinated by the perfect figures of the Emperor's Sons in [Memory Dive].

But his journey across the world and strengthening himself becomes longer and longer, and he goes further and further.

He began to constantly examine and examine himself.

He was born from the [gene seed], but he would not succumb to the 'impulse for perfection' carried by the [gene seed].

Smaug's evil was to him merely his daily introspection, which had become 'slightly' more intense.

Lan En placed his palms in front of his eyes and began to clench and unclench them calmly.

The breastplate, shoulder armor, and arm armor made a sound of friction and the leather tightening as he exerted force and his muscles swelled.

However, the dragon skin and dragon scales stripped from Smaug have much greater endurance than Lan's previous set of armor.

Now the intensity of Lan's muscle activity is completely within the range of this suit of armor.

The palm that just now subconsciously wanted to pull off a strand of hair or even a piece of scalp was wrapped in a dragon scale leather glove.

Lan En controlled it at such a close distance with a calm expression.

And as Lann moved around, he was becoming more and more accustomed to the armor.

It seemed like he was naturally able to adapt to this pure heavy armor.

He even had the energy to tilt his head and look down to the side.

"You feeling alright, fuzzball?"

Beside his legs, the calico kitten had also put on his new armor, and was standing with his chest and head held high, his two little paws akimbo.

"That's totally fine, meow! Boss!"

The armor of Felynx was made of very little material, and coupled with the ball of fluff's healthy and positive personality and mental state, it was possible that it didn't even sense the remaining evil spirit of the dragon.

After all, Flannel-Ball stole the Arkenstone right under the nose of the living Smaug.

As a result, it finally felt that the mountains of gold and silver in Lonely Mountain were too boring. Well, the dragon stench was also disgusting.

That's it.

"Hey! I told you it would be fine!"

"Heh, if there's any problem, do we dare to put it on him here?"

The leader of the second group and Berengar nodded to each other.

As the forgers, they definitely knew what was on the armor, but they still let Lan En wear it.

"It's not just the evil spirit of the evil dragon."

Under the excited gaze of the two casters with smiles on their faces, Lan En, who had confirmed that the ball of fluff had no feeling, looked thoughtfully at the dragon scale leather gloves on his palms.

Then, he frowned and clenched his fists again!
There was a loud "crack" sound!
That was the sound of the thick skin of the Mist Nest Master Tyrannosaurus Rex in the palm of my hand being squeezed and rubbed!

Then, the armor plates of the entire arm also made a "rustling" sound as the power surged.

The sudden and explosive force was so shocking that the unprepared apprentices in the processing shop opened their eyes wide and leaned back subconsciously.

Then there was a "bang"! Light red flames first burst out from Lan En's fist, and then the edges of the entire set of armor, the armor plates, and the hem of the skirt were all covered with light red flames.

【Power Released】!
The one-eyed bald man clenched his fist happily and waved his hand: "Aha! I knew this amount of material would be enough!"

The active materials stripped from monsters carry the [Essence] and will not only provide a simple power increase, but will also give the monsters some special abilities.

As for the [Lord of the Mist Nest], there is no doubt that, reflected in the [Essence], it is a characteristic that can greatly stimulate the potential of the body and violently increase one's own strength.

This feature is named [Power Liberation] in the Hunter Guild!
Berengar also looked at Lan En with curiosity, as the edges of his armor were covered with a layer of light red light.

However, the leader of the second group was happy about his accurate estimation, but after activating [Power Release], Lan En frowned and looked at his clenched and then opened palms.

Did he just pinch his finger and hurt it? !

The muscle strength was increased to a level beyond the muscle's endurance, and the force of clenching the fist could directly press on the fist bone. This fierce and cruel way of increasing strength was worthy of the master of the Mist Nest.

Through [Power Release], Lan En recalled the feeling of confronting the living [Mist Nest Master] at that time.

(End of this chapter)