Thousand-Faced Dragon

Chapter 180 Dragon Armor
Snakes that are initially enthusiastic but become very efficient once they start working are actually quite energetic.

Perhaps he was also curious about the potential of this new profession, and he quickly completed the preliminary preparations.

"Is it okay to sign here?"

"Yes, it has to be the real name. Li En is useless, it has to be Li Ensu."

A rather old parchment lay on the table. Rean examined it carefully. There were no strange patterns on it. However, ever since the devil's trick of hiding terms in paper patterns spread, most signatories now use "blank paper." Those who still fall for it are basically "country bumpkins" without any information channels.

This is not a commercial contract, so there's no need to insist on making three copies for each party to keep.

On the contrary, only a unique contract further solidifies the "connection" between them.

Breaking the contract also requires tearing up the contract, so it is often kept by the sect leader and becomes a collar that binds the contract holder.

Rean read the terms and found them to be as expected, and they weren't even enough to fill a book, so it seemed they were quite sincere.

It also lacks the constraints, punishments, and mandatory commands that are typically imposed on those who have signed a magic contract. Of course, it also lacks some of the obligations of a sect leader.

He sighed and quickly signed his name in the familiar Chinese characters.

"Why would I need to resort to tricks? In the end, it's you and yourself who will sign the contract."

With a quill pen trailing from its tail, it quickly signed its name on the sect leader's side, which was indeed "Li Ensu"!
Party A is Li Ensu, and Party B is also Li Ensu.

This contract, which should have been invalid, immediately began to glow after the snake signed its true name.

Two magic circles filled with transparent flames each contained two Lee Eun-suk.

Rean vaguely sensed that an unnamed connection was being established between them.

That seemed more like a chain binding oneself, with one end of a long chain extending from the spirit behind oneself, connecting to the soul, seemingly gradually disappearing into the void, transcending time and space.

But even though it had clearly secured a leader, it still couldn't find him. At this moment, Rean realized that the "snake" before him was actually empty.

He is not here; to be precise, he is not anywhere, yet he seems to be anywhere!
"Hiss."

It was still the snake's hoarse voice, but this time, Rean didn't understand it. Could this be one of the so-called nine divine words?

Before Rean could react, a "chain" suddenly tore through the void and stabbed towards him.

"Uh."

He felt strange that "himself" and "himself" had formed a connection.

The chains of the soul form a passage within one's own body and soul.

The "flesh and blood turning into matter" module in the contract was also activated, becoming the core function of the magic contract. He could feel that he could extract himself and infuse another version of himself into it.

This was the sect leader's instinct, but Rean dared not use it.

[The Spell Pact Confirmed: New Class Dragon Pacter (Spell Pact Subclass)]

Meanwhile, the Heroic Spirit Encyclopedia continues to help Rean complete his evolution, but...
"Snap!" The snake flicked its tail.

[Successfully acquired the new class, Masked Dragon Knight, currently at Rank 1.]

Rean silently turned his head to look at the little snake whistling and swaying its waist, and sighed helplessly.

Forget it, it's just a name, I won't bother with it.

"Heh, in the extraordinary world, this is more than just a name," the snake god said mysteriously, but since it had already been decided, it seemed that it couldn't be changed.

If nothing unexpected happens, this is a profession that can never be upgraded.

"As expected, there is neither magic energy burst nor magic contract spells." This twisted and artificially created profession, although its basic template comes from magic contract, has all its power distorted into a single extraordinary ability, and it has nothing that should be there.

Therefore, this might be a class that is very useful at Tier 1 but lacks Tier 2.

"Not necessarily, not necessarily. The master of the contract is also yourself. As long as you are strong enough, you can develop this profession. This should be the first extraordinary profession that belongs exclusively to you, and it can be said to be tailor-made for you with the evolution of the multi-headed dragon bloodline."

Rean took a deep breath, his gaze towards the snake becoming even more subtle. He sensed that this guy was digging a hole for him, but he had no evidence.

Why do I think this way? Because it's all because of Lee Eun-suk.

If we're really looking for something beyond intuition, it's probably the balance he's been emphasizing repeatedly.

"Don't worry, don't worry. The price this time was too heavy. I put the one that would kill you three years later. Anyway, by then, if you can't get past Xiao Lu, you'll be pretty much dead anyway. If you can get past that, the price won't be too hard to bear."

Rean ignored the snake's words, but he did feel somewhat at ease because of them.

His gaze fell upon the shattered alloy armor, and he began preparing for his first magic spellcasting.

Yes, it was physically shattered. When Rean found the dwarven craftsman, his armor was only half-finished.

On a table and a tarpaulin, most of the parts have been removed, and the damaged parts are being repaired and replaced. Apprentices are cleaning and oiling the table.

That seemingly imposing and integrated armor is often actually an assembly of many parts.

If it really is a block of iron, then that person is essentially in a tin can, completely unable to move.

"Stop? I'm not giving you a refund." The dwarf craftsman glared at Rean in response to his request.

It's not that Rean's requirements are special; there are occasional customers who regret their purchases halfway through.

This often meant they had to abandon armor that could still be repaired, which infuriated the dwarves.

"No, I just want you to break it down into more small parts, preferably into as many individual components as possible."

Rean's demands were even more outrageous.

"No." He naturally refused this obviously more troublesome job.

"Add two gold coins for the labor fee."

"Alright." Seeing that most of the armor had already been dismantled, the dwarf craftsman continued working.

To be able to open a shop in the mage district of Radiant City, one's craftsmanship must be quite excellent. In just over ten minutes, only a pile of parts remained, which Rean took away directly using his spatial bag.

“Strange man.” The dwarf craftsman named Minsk glanced at Rean’s hurried back before moving on to his next task.

He couldn't understand it, but as long as he received enough gold coins, there was nothing to complain about.

What this city has no shortage of are strange races and even stranger superhumans.

Now, in his rented temporary room (too lazy to go home), Rean looked with satisfaction at the cleaned armor parts.

So he reached out and used the unique ability of his newly acquired Magic Contract class.

"Dragon Rider Armor Summoned: Black Dragon!"

The calm words subtly activated the magical contract, and Rean immediately felt unwell.

[Dragon Rider Armor Summoning: Black Dragon (Tier 1): Summons the Black Dragon Factor of the Contract Sovereign, integrating it into the armor and weapons before you.]

It seems that something is being pulled away, as if something is being dragged away by "chains".
Flesh and blood, physical constitution are being lost.

The hints in the Heroic Spirit Encyclopedia show that this is not an illusion.

Rean gripped the amulet on his chest, using the power of the "deer" to speed up his recovery and make himself feel a little better.

The armor fragments scattered on the ground, which were the targets of his spell, also "came to life".

To be precise, a door vaguely opened in the void.

Twisted black tentacles emerged from it and began to merge into these armor fragments.

It poured in faster and faster, and in greater quantities. A large number of fragments were incorporated into it, recombining in the black, chaotic ocean.

This valuable armor became a disposable item, but it also paved the way for the framework of new armor.

It is slowly awakening, or rather, resurrecting.

A young black dragon gradually merged into the armor and became its flesh and bones!

It was being asked, calmly commanded by the awakened Rean, to obey the contract's demands, and the black dragon, as the second thought line, also calmed down from its boiling state.

Finally, when the black light dissipated, what appeared before Rean was a jet-black suit of armor.

The once smooth shell was now adorned with numerous black dragon scales that resembled metal, making the entire armor look like a black knight from hell, yet also like a humanoid black dragon roaring in anger.

Rean stared at his chest, where there seemed to be the face of a dragon looking down at him, and its arms were decorated with dragon claws.

On its shoulders and back, there are faint small patterns of dragon scales and dragon wings, making it a very exaggerated-looking black knight.

"Snapped!"

The sudden opening of the latch and the resulting empty space for the human-shaped figure gave Rean an unexpected surprise.

For a heavily armored warrior, the biggest headache is often not the weight and protection of the armor, but the disassembly, assembly, and adjustment of each part. A strong person can put on the armor well by themselves, and it is normal for it to take half an hour to put on the armor.

Therefore, most knights, if they were certain they might have to fight that day, would have someone help them put on their armor well in advance, and then not take it off for the entire day.

The feeling and taste of it when it's hot.
"Uh." Rean, who had just been overjoyed, felt a wave of weakness; too much had been drained from him.

[Biotype Level: Silver, Status: Strength 14 (17), Physique 13, Agility 10, Spirit 14]

At this moment, Li En was stunned.

Physique, a core attribute, has been reduced by 3 points? Considering the diminishing returns of attributes, this loss is too great.

"Put them on," the snake suggested.

Rean slowly walked over and lay down in it. His weak body felt instantly filled with strength!

It's back, it's all back!

The 3 points of physique that were originally deducted have been directly returned to the character's information!
"Huh, I'm wearing armor."

At this moment, Rean, who had already started moving, was surprised to realize that he was already wearing armor.

But this time, he didn't feel any discomfort or restraint; on the contrary, he felt as if he were inside his own flesh and blood.

"call!"

He clenched his fist and kicked his feet. This was a kicking motion that went beyond the waist, something he could never have done before.

"This is something like a suit? No wonder you're making Kamen Rider references." Rean moved around freely, feeling no restraint whatsoever, and immediately laughed.

The biggest weakness of heavily armored units is obviously their lack of agility. Can even that be compensated for?

He could sense that there were countless "pipelines" and "nerves" inside the armor, connecting it to himself.

"Suits? They feel more like tentacle suits to me, cough cough. I'm a genius, I've solved a world problem in one go."

The snake seemed to have revealed something strange, but Rean thought for a moment and pretended not to hear it. After all, they were all one person back then.

Then, Rean picked up a dagger, a diamond dagger he had bought on the spur of the moment.

"Snapped!"

He stabbed himself in the shoulder, but only heard the sound of metal shattering.

The dagger shattered on the ground, but there was only a shallow mark on the black shoulder armor (wing-shaped). The next moment, the mark began to heal at a speed visible to the naked eye!
During this process, Rean didn't even feel any "collision," let alone any stinging sensation.

"Very good, very good." Rean clenched his fist, feeling an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

Perhaps, I have filled in the most crucial gap and pieced together all the necessary abilities. Perhaps.
“Once your mage and paladin have both broken through to the third tier, you can indeed challenge the great warrior.” The snake’s judgment clearly showed that Rean had already become one of the truly strong.

(End of this chapter)