C1850 Heavenly Alliance Battle Armor(part Ii)
Lin Hao took out the Dragon Cry Sword from his waist. There was a strange light flashing in his eyes, as if he was holding a piece of trash in his hand.2
Lin Hao looked at the Dragon Cry Sword, his eyes filled with loneliness. He muttered in a low voice, exasperated at his failure to live up to expectations.
"Everyone is a Divine Instrument, why should they be able to do all five things, but you. . . No, you are also able to do all five things. Excavate, fish, scoop shrimp, cut peppers and crutches. . . Do your best, you are the fattest. "
As Lin Hao spoke, he could not help but shed tears of grievance.
They were all Divine Instruments, the difference between heaven and earth. . .
Lin Hao even had the urge to throw this Dragon Cry Sword into the pot that was boiling the Pig Feed just now and stew it together.
What lousy Divine Instruments, there was no plate noodles, and it was a waste of money. . .
Although it was not the case, this Dragon Cry Sword was high-end, but the current Lin Hao simply had no way of using one-thousandth of its power. What else could he do?
The Dragon Cry Sword felt wronged after being scolded. If it had a spirit, it would have chopped Lin Hao into pieces long ago. If it said that Lin Hao was fat, it would be out of breath. As a Divine Instrument, what kind of dignity was it? It would be pulled out to dig, fish, and shrimp. It would be fine even if it was chopped into pieces. Now that it was being looked down upon by Lin Hao, its reputation as a Divine Instrument would be thrown to its grandmother's house.
Lin Hao compared it and put away the Dragon Cry Sword in disappointment. He could make do with it, but what else could he do?
However, Lin Hao also noticed the source of such a strong change in the armor. It was precisely the Outer World Refined Iron that was broken inside the Pig Feed!
The effect of the Outer World Refined Iron was really strong. The material Lin Hao gave was only a Earth Grade low rank material, but it was magnified by the Outer World Refined Iron into a Divine Instrument. The effect of amplifying it was more than a thousand times greater.
To be able to scam this Outer World Refined Iron, this was a huge profit!
Lin Hao was pleased with himself. He still had the spoon handle in his hand, but it was useless. No matter what, the Dragon Cry Sword couldn't be worse than a pirated Divine Instrument.
He put this matter behind his head.
Lin Hao's gaze once again fell on the Sky Connecting Battle Armor. He examined the few Divine Instruments that were similar to the battle armor, but a black line slowly surfaced on his forehead.
The Sky Connecting Battle Armour was completely black. It was not a translucent black color, nor was it a devilish dark color. It was a burnt yellow charred black. The color that looked like it was sticky and reflected the charred black light. . .
The armor was tailor-made. It was a shoulder-length armor that looked like a chainmail. It was extremely wide and apart from the completely burnt black, it was the most eye-catching. There was also a unique smell that made Lin Hao's scalp tingle.
It was just like the stinky tofu that was cooked in June but forgot to turn off the fire. The smell of it being burned for three days and three nights. . . Perhaps it was the same as Wen Zheshi's smell.
The corner of Lin Hao's mouth twitched. The taste of the Heavenly Battle Armor was really terrifying. In terms of appearance, it wasn't even as good as the cloth and wood armor made by children. Luckily, this thing was considered a treasure. Otherwise, Lin Hao really wouldn't be able to take it out.
The refreshing smell of burnt flesh, the bright black color in front of his eyes, the appearance of a house, it was decided that it was you, the Sky Connecting Combat Armor!
"Big G, come quickly! Come quickly! I'll show you a treasure!"
Lin Hao frowned, pinched his nose, and used two fingers to hang the Heavenly Alliance War Armour. Like a leaking garbage bag, he quickly ran out of the cave.
Along the way, Lin Hao was even wondering if he would die from the backlash of the poisonous gas when he held the biochemical weapon. After all, this was a poison that Lin Hao had personally refined.
As he ran, Lin Hao held his breath and his face turned red. Right now, Lin Hao only wanted to throw this biochemical weapon to Yuwen Hu as soon as possible.
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