The final image reflected in Pei Yan's pupils was of bronze fragments flying as the Heavy Mace ripped through his Treasure Armor.
Before the Tier Eight Divine Weapon, his Circulation Sword Bone was as brittle as glass. It vaporized inch by inch, starting from his fingertips. His boiling flesh, caught in the wind of the mace, transformed into a shower of crimson meteors that melted honeycomb-like holes into the Earth Fire Rock a hundred feet away.
CLANG!
The Beidou Tianshu Armor slid from Pei Yan's body and plunged into the lava. Xu Yunfan dropped to one knee, a scorching aura seeping from the gaps in his own Dragon Scale Armor.
Watching the armor sink, he reached out and snatched the Treasure Armor from the lava.
Before he could do anything, his Dragon Scale Armor began to pulse and shift, conveying a feeling of intense craving.
Xu Yunfan, having exited his Linn Character State, felt this strange reaction from his armor. His heart stirred, and he stopped suppressing it.
