Gou is a dark elf in Warhammer

Then, Dais took out a "Darakoi" made of fast steel from the cart. Darakoi is known as the power to resist death in the Drusil language. It is a chain mail...

There is no doubt that the chain mail in Dais's hand is exquisite. It adopts a high-density 2-buckle 8-weave structure, shining with silver light. The length of the chain mail reaches the elbow of the arm, and each buckle has been precisely forged and processed.

"Put it on first. When you come back here, I will help you make a set of mail armor that combines the advantages of Kith steel and Swift steel."

Dacus glanced at Dais, and when Dais shook his head to reject his gesture, he nodded. Then, he lowered his head and let Dais put the chain mail on him.

While putting on the mail, he was thinking about one thing. Perhaps the army of Druch did not need a complete set of chain mail. They only needed to make chain mail to protect the shoulders and arms, and then connect the chain mail to the armor, that is, the Kaitan, with thin ropes.

To be frank, chain mail is actually a keychain, of course, a thick, sturdy keychain. The key to chain mail lies in the rivets and the wire diameter of the ring itself. Modern Indian chain mail is extremely outrageous in these two aspects. It is rubbish that will break if you use tools to push it. It is purely a decoration. Using Indian chain mail as a representative to test the defensiveness of chain mail, and then concluding that chain mail is not easy to use and has poor defensive power, can only be said to be treating the ancients as fools...

In addition, the disgusting thing about chain mail is the time it takes to make it. Workers are required to wear, weave, and rivet it constantly, especially with the high-density 2-buckle 8-weave, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive. Naggaroth does not have that many people, so the best candidate to complete the manufacture of chain mail is labor dispatch. And then add to the wear and tear and maintenance, he can't put a large number of labor dispatches into the production of chain mail, it's not a few dozen pieces, it's tens of thousands.

The most disturbing thing is that for the Duruchi army, chain mail is a must, and they cannot be equipped with only plate armor like in a certain period. After all, Asur's bows and arrows are no joke. In his positioning of armor, the biggest role of chain mail is to prevent arrows from causing casualties in combat, especially in the limbs, and chain mail can also protect the armpits during close combat.

So... sewing chain mail on the shoulder and arm parts of Kaitan is the best value for money, which is good for everyone. Or steel plates? Forget about steel plates, there are gaps. The torso is protected by plate armor, unless the bow and arrow are shot at close range. Other situations are not considered, such as facing a behemoth, which is out of the normal range. It is not based on protection, but luck.

"Is it tight?" Des asked as he tightened the thin belt.

"Just right." Daxus responded after feeling it for a while.

The high-density chain mail improves defense but also increases weight. If you don't wear a belt to use your waist strength, the entire weight will be borne by your shoulders.

"I adjusted it so it fits your body," Dais said as he took a portion of the dragon armor from the cart.

In the distance, Adianna, who was watching the dressing process, cast her eyes on the cart. She could feel the powerful magic hidden in it. When Dais bent down, a powerful magical force swept through her whole body like hot air coming out of an open oven door. The power of this magic was almost beyond her imagination.

"What is this?" Adianna turned to look at Marlene beside her with a surprised expression.

"Dragon Armor!" Marin responded solemnly.

"This guy's craftsmanship is much better than Alasya's. Perhaps he should come here with the dragon armor so that he won't continue to squander the little remaining fortune." Seraphion, who was standing aside, made a comment.

Adeanna and Marin were not unfamiliar with dragon armor. They were close friends or sisters with Belloda and Alicia, and they were in the same circle. They had a common label. Marin was Alicia's biological sister, and Adeanna and Belloda had a very close relationship with the two sisters. Alicia and Alasiya were husband and wife, and Aenarion's dragon armor was in Alasiya's hands. They had seen Alasiya repairing the dragon armor more than once when they visited.

When the glittering dragon armor was taken out by Dais, the elves who were watching burst into noise and discussion. They asked and consulted each other until they confirmed that it was dragon armor. Then they regained their composure and continued to watch the ceremony, as if it was normal for Dacus to wear dragon armor. What they didn't know was that Dais was the incarnation of Val, and Val was now personally putting dragon armor on Dacus. Otherwise, they...

The gleaming dragon armor exuded magical energy and looked fresh and bright, as if it had just been forged. The elves could feel that the dragon armor was magnificent, a perfect fusion of superb skills, even if Des only took out the leg kai. The power of the dragon armor kept burning and surging, and both warriors and spellcasters could see at this moment that the dragon armor could protect any warrior who wore it from harm better than any other armor.

Dais squatted down to put on the leg armor for Dacus. The leg armor was used to protect the calves and feet. The leg armor was connected to the shoe armor as a whole, rather than in sections. After putting on the leg armor, he closed the armor at the back of the calf and locked the buckle structure, so that the leg armor was integrated and tightly connected.

"How about it?"

"Just right." This time, Dacus did not respond directly, but felt it. He twitched his calf muscles to feel it, and then moved his feet. As he moved, the volute on the instep of his leg armor flexed and stretched constantly. After finding that it was just right, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Another seven thousand years have passed. During these thousand years, the craftsmanship has been constantly upgraded and is no longer the same as before. In addition, I mixed sea gold into it. I have to say that it is a very good material."

As Dais spoke, he picked up the thigh armor in his hand. The knee part that was hit by Dacus with the Blade of the Ancients had been repaired. He connected the knee joint of the thigh armor with the button of the calf armor, then took out the tool and twisted it. After doing all this, he knocked it with his hand and then showed a satisfied expression.

While Dais was adjusting, Dacus had already tied the fixing rope on the outside of the top of the thigh armor. His face was not that big yet, Dais was just helping to debug and see if there was any more adjustment. Moreover, Dais was the incarnation of Val, he was not the Knight Master, and Dais was not his squire or Knight Apprentice.

Loic, who was standing by, saw that the lower part of the dragon armor was on Daquus, and handed him the purple outer and crimson inner robe that had never changed in ten thousand years. Of course, the robe had been changed several times as Daquus fought and adventured, just like a programmer opening a closet and seeing nothing but plaid shirts that had never changed in ten thousand years.

Next, Dais took out the slit scale armor skirt from the cart. When the lower body was completely dressed, he began to dress the upper body. When the throat guard joints were fixed, he took out the arm armor. After the arm armor was put on, he carefully took the most important part of the dragon armor, which was the breastplate. He put the breastplate on Daxus's body and made sure every buckle and strap was tightly fastened.

The weight of the dragon armor felt heavy on Daxus's shoulders, but he also felt the great strength and protection brought by the shoulder armor.

Dais then put on the shoulder armor for Daxus. The shoulder armor was elegant and practical, with intricate runes carved on it, symbolizing strength, glory, and unyielding will. He fixed the shoulder armor on Daxus's shoulders, ensuring that it would not slip during the battle.

Once the gloves and belt are put on, the whole set of dragon armor is also put on. As for the helmet...

Finally, Dess put a helmet on Dacus. The helmet had a unique design and was decorated with phoenix wings on the top, symbolizing courage, honor and faith. Of course, there was no...

Daxus did not choose the dragon armor helmet, and he couldn't use it even if he wanted to. He didn't find the helmet at all when he was in the Sinister Peaks, otherwise he wouldn't have used Walter's hammer to smash the head of the Nagaryth prince. He had to go again if he wanted to find it. He didn't want to go there again to search for it. That place was too weird, and it was hard to say whether he could find the original location. In addition, he had a helmet, which he found on Orbion Island, and it was now being adjusted in the hands of Master Ma.

He could feel the power contained in the dragon armor, heavy and strange. He felt the power of the dragon armor and experienced other feelings. He tried to feel anger and resentment, but it seemed that there was nothing? He only felt power!
After finishing everything, Des began to chant the spell, and Loic joined in, chanting the polyphony. When the chant was halfway through, Loic came to Dacus' side and touched the runes on the dragon armor in order with his hands. A force seemed to flow out of his body and into the dragon armor.

The dragon armor felt cold, like some metal blocks that had been lying in the snow for a long time. When Dacus knocked on it, the dragon armor made a crisp sound. He could feel that the weight of the dragon armor became lighter after it was activated.

When Loic touched the arm armor, Daxus felt like he could kill a bull in an instant, a steel bull. When the magic on the leg armor was activated, he felt like he could run forever. As Loic touched the center of the chest armor, the entire set of dragon armor instantly became full of vitality. At this moment, he felt the feeling of strength, mental power and other things flow into his body. He felt stronger and more agile than ever before. The dragon armor protected him from physical and magical damage. For a moment, he felt like a god!

Dais and Loic stepped back with satisfaction, leaving Dacus some space to adjust his position, and then they looked at him hopefully.

After Dacus moved around for a while, he no longer felt like he was wearing heavy armor, but more like he was wearing a robe made of the lightest fabric. He felt like he could run, jump, and fight without any hindrance, and there was nothing wrong with his senses. It was true. If possible, he could do some gymnastics or dance right now.

"I have an illusion that he is back," said Maranul with emotion as he watched his brother dancing.

Maranul's sentiments were recognized by Druch and even all the elves. At this moment, the image of Dacreus overlapped with Aenarion, as if the great hero was really resurrected and stood before them.

I just wonder how Malekith and Morathi will react when they see Dacreus wearing dragon armor?
After testing for a while, Dacus did not say anything or shout anything, but sat there quietly, feeling it. He came to Elsin Alvin for many purposes, one of which was to ask Dais to help repair the dragon armor. Now he was trying to find something else contained in the dragon armor, some kind of resonance, some kind of personality mark, an almost overwhelming anger and a desire for death.

He tried to find the mark on the dragon armor, tried to find the malice and anger that the dragon armor exuded, a kind of anger that was enough to destroy the entire world. Just like in the Sinister Peaks, he suspected that Khaine's sword might have left a mark on the dragon armor, tainted with Khaine's breath. Although the dragon armor he wore was not Aenarion's, the owner of this dragon armor had been with Aenarion for a long time and had close contact with Khaine's sword.

It is conceivable that if someone were to wear the armor and connect to the magic within the dragon armor, bad effects could occur. The dragon armor could affect the wearer's personality, distorting and changing the wearer's emotions, unless the wearer was very strong-willed.

Tyrion, who was forced to wear dragon armor, is a living example. Alathia's repair failed, and a dark stain was hidden in the dragon armor, which eventually broke out, leading Tyrion to the path of evil.

"It seems you succeeded?" Loic said in a low voice. "Yes, although I can't beat him, I know how to use the right method to deal with him, and I made the dragon armor. No one knows it better than me. Dacus made the right choice. He didn't put on the dragon armor immediately after finding it, but brought it here." Dai Si responded in a low voice, his tone revealed a strong confidence.

"That's one of the reasons we trust him, isn't it?"

At this time, Dacus was like David thinking about what to eat in the evening. He was feeling quietly, but after feeling for a long time, he felt nothing except the power brought by the dragon armor. Dais had handled everything, but after thinking about it carefully, Val had been building weapons for Kane for so long, and he knew Kane well. It was not a problem for Val to remove a dark stain.

"Put it on." Loic came over and handed the silver-gray cloak to Daquus.

"Thank you." Daxus didn't like wearing cloaks, but he still took the cloak and put it on.

Now he wears a three-pronged purple gold crown, a Xichuan red brocade robe with flowers, a beast-faced head-swallowing chain armor, and a lion-shaped belt around his waist; he carries a bow and arrow, holds a painted halberd, and rides on a neighing red rabbit horse: It is indeed...

Again.

Now he has nothing on his head, and the one that touches his chest is the sea dragon Piketan. Next is Darakoi, who wears his iconic robe on the outside. The robe is purple on the outside and crimson on the inside, which complements the silver dragon armor. The good thing about silver is that it can be matched with any color.

The Holy Soul Reef on his neck and the obsidian amulet he stole from Vlad were worn between Kaitan and Darakoi. As for the Typok amulet, it had exploded along with the Scarlet Sword that time, so he planned to wear the pieced-together Extinguishing Phoenix Binding Curse later.

The Koti chest ornament was modified by Dais and Narhap. The original twelve small triangles were stacked up and located on the left and right of the huge ruby ​​in the center of the belt to activate the belt. The gem and the small triangles fit perfectly with the dragon armor's belt.

Below the belt was a belt with a bunch of odds and ends hanging on it, including a telescope, a pocket watch, and the only octagonal medal of Plan that did not explode that time.

Of course, the most important thing was the sword. He was sure that the hilt of the sword was not a product of this planet. It seemed to be related to the ancient saints and was brought from somewhere else. He also asked Dais, who told him that he picked up the hilt in Ulthuan, but he got a sign before picking it up.

Normally, the sword has only a hilt when it is not activated. It can be hung on the belt like a bunch of keys, and then wear long pants or shorts? Wear sandals on your feet. The most important thing is to wear socks, and they must be black or dark blue.

The hilt of the sword seemed to be tailor-made for him. Every time he gripped the hilt, he could feel that he and the sword were one, and the power was closely connected to him. The grip felt just right, not a single inch off, and it could be held alone or with two hands. What was even more amazing was that there was a mechanism at the grip to activate the sword, and he had tried it, only he could activate it, no one else could. In other people's hands, the hilt was just an ordinary hilt, and no one knew what metal it was made of.

As for the sword body... it was a bit out of this world. The sword body was irregular, determined by his thoughts, and moved freely in his hands without any sense of stagnation. This was not just a weapon, but more like a part of his body, an extension of his will.

If he needs it, the sword body will turn into a broad blade, narrow blade, or scimitar. If he needs it, the sword body will turn into a one-handed sword, a half-handed sword, a dual-purpose sword, a hexagonal sword, or a broadsword. What the sword body turns into depends on his needs, and the sword body that is transformed is extremely sharp, cutting iron like mud. He can even turn the sword body into a hammer. Of course, a long handle can also be transformed, but the problem is that it is not easy to use.

What's even more incredible is that after pressing the mechanism, a surge of energy flows into the sword, and the blade is instantly wrapped in one of the eight winds, emitting a corresponding dazzling light. He will adjust the eight winds according to the actual situation, activate the corresponding eight winds in a specific environment, or restrain the enemy according to the attributes, just like when fighting against the water element, he can activate the wind of Aksha, but the premise is that there is a corresponding wind around.

However, the eight winds in the medieval world did not have a saying similar to the five elements, such as wood restraining earth, earth restraining water, water restraining fire, fire restraining metal, and metal restraining wood. But... there are some, but they are not so clear. The wind of Haixi restrains chaos and undead creatures, the wind of Qianmen restrains heavy armor targets, the wind of Shaxu restrains giant beasts with strong vitality like the war hydra, and the wind of Aksha restrains tree people like Dursu. As for the other winds...

Of course, the sword does not simply activate the Eight Winds. The amazing thing about the sword is that it can transform the Eight Winds into Kuishu!
The God of Sword is just that, the Sword is like an extension of him. He can mobilize the Kuish attached to the Sword to release spells, such as the most common, high-level magic Holy Praise. As long as there are eight winds, he can transform Kuish and release Holy Praise to heal himself continuously.

Arcane Disintegration, summoning destructive forces to damage armored foes and destroy enemy magic items.

Drain magic, creating a violet vortex that banishes magic from the world. All persistent spells within the vortex are immediately dispelled, though magic items and innate magic auras are unaffected.

The arrow-drawing technique distorts the air around the enemy and makes it flash with magical energy. Arrows and magic bullets that enter this magical field will be blessed and attack the enemy accurately.

Aenarion's Courage: Channel your strength to the elves around you, remind them of Aenarion's glory, and continue to fight bravely, which increases morale by +8.

Thousands of flames gathered, a secret word, the fire raged, and the flesh burned.

Phoenix Flame, pure white flames burst from the air, enveloping the target and burning those worthless enemies to death. With each passing second, the flames grow hotter, rapidly intensifying until they scorch flesh and even melt steel.

Raise the mountain, and raise a hill under the enemy's feet, making it impossible for them to stand, and then use the earthquake effect of the wristband to restrict the enemy.

Kuish is a great weapon that can fight against all the darkness in the world.

The energy that sustains the existence of the Great Demon is the Wind of Magic, and the Divine Sword is a treasure to fight against demons, and it is a natural enemy of demons. As long as the Divine Sword is activated to transform Kuish, he can continuously weaken the Great Demon without even moving. Of course, this is only theoretical, after all, the Great Demon will move and launch attacks. But that's the thing, the longer the Divine Sword burns, the weaker the Great Demon will be, and there is not much time left for the Great Demon...

However... he couldn't convert his combat power at the moment, so he had to learn the corresponding spells. Later, when he returned to Lustria, he planned to study in depth and let Master Ma design a set of spells for him, so that he could cast a beggar's version of the mind blast and give the big demons a little shock.

He named the sword "Viszar", which means the sword of the soul.

Narhap extracted the magic from the original Teku Toltec wristband and embedded it into the dragon armor's arm armor with Dais. Now, small-scale earthquakes can move according to his thoughts, instead of being random and disordered as before. To put it bluntly, it has been weakened to the point that it is just enough for his size.

On his hands he wears the Ring of Korthek and the ring given to him by Malekith, which are used to increase his resistance to magic and provide him with additional protection.

The lower body is in contact with the skin with close-fitting trousers, pants and socks, followed by a slit mail skirt and leg armor on the robe. The mail skirt covers his legs and provides flexible protection.

The boots were made by Drusala from the finest leather in Athel Loren, and had the same abilities as on Albion Island, allowing him to tread on all kinds of terrain as if it were flat ground, while also being able to dodge short distances and land smoothly.

The shield... the walking barrier was in the hands of Flanes, and the bow was the magical bow of the stars. As for the cloak, forget it, he didn't like it very much, it was too gorgeous.

Now, Dacus stood there holding the Trident of the Sea, his figure erect and majestic. His calm expression was full of strength and confidence, like an unshakable mountain. His eyes were firm and sharp, as if he could see through everything. His posture was like a true god of war, wearing armor, ready to meet any challenge.

The dragon armor shone with light, and each piece of armor seemed to tell its legend. The runes on the dragon armor flickered slightly in the sun, as if flowing with life. The carved patterns on the shoulder armor and the gems on the belt together weaved a magnificent picture, showing his unparalleled status and power.

His steps were steady and powerful, and each step was full of confidence and determination. The leather of his boots was flexible but strong, allowing him to maintain his best condition in any terrain. He stood there as if the whole world was under his control.

The elves around looked at Dacus with complicated expressions in their eyes until Dais' words rang in their ears. Dais promised them that when they returned to the Starlight Furnace again, he would create suitable equipment according to their specific needs.

Dacus, who was about to say something, turned around and looked at Dais in surprise. But he didn't say anything, but nodded calmly, which was in line with Dais's character. He could feel a kind of love and tolerance from Dais, and Val loved every elf.

"Let's go!" Daxus took a deep breath.

(Except for the helmet, there should be no equipment missing? It will not change for a long time) (End of this chapter)