Cthulhu Gonfalon

After the failure of the mass production plan of the whole-body armors, Sui Xiong had been too lazy, so he hadn’t produced much more. He had only given this kind of armor to the elites of his own knights.

However, the storms surrounding this kind of armor hadn’t calmed down. In a later practical training session, the elites of the knights wearing the Void Whole-body Armors had fought fiercely against a famous bandit group face to face. In the battle, the Void Whole-body Armors had won because the entire Regiment of Knights hadn’t lost one person. Not even a single one had been seriously wounded.

The place where the battle had happened at that time was not remote. Many people had witnessed this fierce battle, and naturally, some among them could tell the good things about it. After the battle, some adventurers quickly ran to the Void Mask Land and wanted to buy such armor.

High-level armors were still rare in this world. First-class refining armor required a lot of labor and materials, so the price was extremely high. However, compared to its price, the production output was a bigger problem.

Adventurers above mid-level could always make up enough money to buy good armor. However, few people could really obtain their ideal armor. This was because every good armor needed the hard work of a craftsman for a few years before it could be produced. Most of those armors had been booked by large organizations—such as the nation—before production, so few could actually flow into the mortal world.

Therefore, even among high-level adventurers, quite a few people were wearing restructured old armor or special beast leather armor.

Of course, some of the old armors of the previous generation were quite good. The special leather armors made of demon beasts’ skins were certainly wonderful. However, if they could, those ruthless warriors would still want a new set of heavy armor tailored for themselves.

No matter how old armors were modified, it was also impossible for them to fit well. Demon beasts’ leather armor seemed useful, but repairing them was a huge problem. In contrast, the custom-made heavy armors were not only firm but also easy to repair, which was beneficial for long-term adventures.

Therefore, when the news of the Void Whole-body Armors had been spread, a lot of high-level adventurers had come to the Land trying to buy them.

The Void Mask Land told the adventurers that “the Void Whole-body Armors are very low in production and the price is very expensive, so it can only be purchased with a raffle.”

A raffle? No problem!

After the raffle, more than 20 high-level adventurers had lined up and booked their own armor.

As for the mid-level or low-level adventurers, they had to give up.

Over the years, the Land had sold a total of four Void Whole-body Armors, each of which had been well praised. The high-level adventurers owned a lot of money, so everyone had taken their own armor to be enchanted, turning them into four famous treasures.

Many thrilling stories had developed about the four armors. In particular, one of the armors, named “White Moonlight,” had changed three masters in just five years, and at least hundreds of people had died for it. It even became a legend.

The elites of the Void Mask Knights wearing the Void Whole-body Armors had become the most famous expensive corps in the Main Plane. Countless people had been secretly targeting them, aiming to take the armor away from them.

However, no one had succeeded so far.

In addition to the elites wearing the Void Whole-body Armors, the knights had many ordinary soldiers. They were also wearing whole-body armor, but theirs were more simplified. They were much lighter and much easier to manufacture.

This simplified version of the whole-body armors was actually considered a high-end item that couldn’t even be purchased by average adventurers. Therefore, it was already a very good thing for an ordinary soldier to wear such a set of armor.

When they gathered together, the bright armors reflected the bonfire, revealing a thrilling heroic temperament that made any unscrupulous people subconsciously retreat.

In the morning, Gerald took his men to start their routine training.

The first thing they did was running. They ran a whole circle around the Void Mask Land.

The Void Mask Land was extremely big. Running around it was definitely intensive training. But for the members of the knights, the training of such a program was just a warm-up.

After being around for more than 20 years, the members of the Void Mask Knights had been screened several times, so the rest were all elites. The ordinary strong men who had followed Gerald had already left the knights. Most of them had changed positions now, and the rest had turned into support crew.

Now, members of the Void Mask Knights had roughly two origins. One was from the warriors of the Monochrome Bear race, and the other was from the recruited adventurers.

The Monochrome Bear race was a race created by Ink, the “Silent Knight.”

This god follower of Morani had originally been a variant of the Half-Orcs. After becoming a god, he had created the Monochrome Bears based on the Half-Orcs of bear blood, according to his own appearance.

The Half-Orcs of this race were very different from the traditional Half-Orcs. They were generally silent. Apart from drinking, they hardly had any traditions that could be called bad habits. On the contrary, they were hardworking and honest, which fully reflected their virtues.

Because of their character, they used to live poorly in the Orc Empire. In general, they had been somewhat out of tune with the Orc society. After moving to the “Sanctuary” of the god’s kingdom of Sui Xiong from the Desolation God System, Ink had migrated them to the Void Mask Land after some considerations.

This group of strong and kind Half-Orcs had quickly gained popularity and settled well in the Void Mask Land. Moreover, because of their naturally strong bodies, many of them had become soldiers and members of the Void Mask Knights.

The reason why Ink had created this race was not to follow the tradition of the orc gods. The tradition of the Orc gods was to control the Orc gods’ own creations and make the descendants believe in them. However, Ink created them to relive his loneliness. He didn’t leave any spiritual control to the Monochrome Bear race, nor did he care what his own creations believed in. Therefore, even if someone converted them to believe in the Void Mask, Ink would have no opinion.

For him, as long as this race could survive in the world, then that would do.

The Monochrome Bears were so strong and tall that the common strong humans were only able to reach their chests.

With such strong bodies, custom-made heavy armors and long halberds, they were first-class, heavy armored soldiers.

Moreover, this race was also born with a high level of intelligence. When acquiring knowledge, they weren’t clumsy like ordinary orcs, and that made their martial arts levels rise quickly. Unfortunately, their natural magic abilities were not good, and they had no blood special enough to trigger magical abilities. Therefore, the number of mages, warlocks or shamans in the race was extremely small.

In other words, they were born warriors.

Compared to them, the adventurers were more ingenious and alert and often had excellent martial arts and rich experience. After experiencing many dangers, they had regained stability, or even got married and started their own careers. Therefore, they had incomparable enthusiasm for maintaining their current life.

In the battles, they might not be as mighty and courageous as the Monochrome Bear race, but they were more fierce. They all fought bravely and achieved countless merits.

With these two groups of elites as the core, the Void Mask Knights slowly expanded. From time to time, some old members retired, but more new members joined in.

At present, these knights, which had a long history, already owned 40 elite knights and 120 ordinary soldiers.

Among them, even the worst soldiers had the ability to face up against senior adventurers. If they formed an array, even a high-level adventurer would not dare to fight against them directly.

Not long ago, under the leadership of their head, Gerald the Roaring Giant, they had gone deep into the Graystone Mountains to fight against an evil dragon.

After a fierce battle, the green dragon had chosen to yield and finally made a vow to become the mount of Head Gerald.

This had made the Archbishop, Leon Igor, the top master of the Church of the Void Mask, have green eyes. Therefore, he had finally made up his mind to go alone deep into the Great Marsh near the Garth Town. Using various means of threatening and luring and finally forcing the famous green dragon, Galstoby, the Marsh Overlord, the “Shadow of the Poisonous Marsh” to bow his head, Gerald had gained a mount. He had finally become a dragon knight.