Chapter 509: The Great Canon (7)

People don't know how to divide this team, this team carries a lot of equipment, there are standard long swords, there are round shields, there is also a short spear, and they wear a set of full-body armor, but this set of armor is unpretentious, and the whole body is silver-gray, like the first infantry phalanx to appear, but there are no live buckles on their bodies.

There are no big flaws in a piece of armor, but it doesn't seem to have too many advantages, and it doesn't have any specific characteristics, and it's decent.

This is what makes people wonder, because they seem to have fewer cavalry than before, according to the previous rules, the cavalry should be ranked after the cavalry, it should be a stronger team, how did it become like this this time?

Could it be that the rules they have summed up before are wrong? In fact, they have all been just coincidences?

Is that really the case?

People looked nervously at the team, and when they saw the team go to the halfway point, some people still didn't give up, and some people already let out a sigh......

And yet—

The magic pattern is gradually brightening!

Just when everyone was about to be disappointed, a glimmer of magic lit up on the surface of the armor, and lines spread from all parts of the armor to the whole body.

The soldiers took out the short guns from behind them, twisted their gloved hands vigorously, and with a 'poof' sound, the tail end of the short gun and the tip of the gun bounced off at the same time, which caused many people to exclaim.

They had never seen such a mechanical weapon, and even the most knowledgeable adventurer could not utter a word when he saw the weapon that had changed from a short spear to a long spear.

The soldier in the magic armor took a few steps, handed the spear in his hand forward, and at the same time let out a battle cry: "Drink!"

There is no magnificent soundtrack, and the ordinary stab of the soldiers gives people a glimpse of what momentum is.

People were shocked by the weapons in the hands of these soldiers, shocked by their momentum, and even more shocked by the magic armor on their bodies.

Because from the outside, the armor they wear is exactly the same, and even the position of the magic pattern is not different, so what does this mean?

Standard long sword, standard round shield, standard short gun...... So, will there be a 'standard magic armor'?

Just thinking about it in this direction a little, those smart people were immediately frightened by their own thoughts.

Impossible, this kind of thing can't exist......

The 'wise men' fantasized themselves and denied their own speculations, and even the scene of the soldiers turning their spears back into short spears, drawing their swords, and unfurling the round shield hanging from their left arm, failed to attract their attention.

After being scared out of a cold sweat by their own speculation, their attention has gradually faded away, and they deny what they have seen with their own eyes with self-deceptive thoughts.

They don't want to believe what they see, because that's the only way to do it.

The cheers of the people around them came in the left ear and out of the right ear, without passing through their brains, and at this moment, they could no longer 'hear anything'.

After the team in magic armor walked by, the people looked away again, however, this time, at the end of their sight, nothing appeared.

"Isn't that new?"

The hearts of both commoners and nobles are full of doubts, and outsiders are also a little stunned, and some regrets are that they haven't had enough of it.

I have to say that although the soldiers just now were not many in number, their appearance was shocking enough.

No nobleman would sit idle to inspect his army, and only in such a major ceremony can you see these shocking images, there is nothing to use for entertainment on weekdays, but what they have just seen is enough for them to blow for a year or two.

Watching the shadow in the sky fade away, everyone felt a little regretful.

"Stand upright!"

However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded, and the people who felt a little disappointed and pity suddenly raised their heads and saw another picture in the sky.

This time, their perspective was no longer fixed, and a knight in armor appeared in the shadows, and he held a long sword upright in front of him, and at this moment, people could clearly see every rune on the sword.

Enchanted weapons! That's an enchanted weapon!

The commoners and nobles didn't react much, but many adventurers and mercenaries cheered in unison, standing on tiptoe and stretching their necks as if they were about to put their entire faces on the magnified shadow of the sword in the sky.

Before they could get over their eyes, the perspective began to move—

Before he could sigh, the soldiers standing behind the knight had already drawn their weapons.

Panning his perspective past the soldiers, swords inscribed with runes passed before their eyes, and by this time, the adventurers and mercenaries had lost their voices and could not feel their bodies.

The eyes looked straight at the phantom that was still moving in the sky, and many people had their mouths wide open, saliva leaking from the corners of their mouths, and it seemed that they had been stimulated a lot.

"Enchantment...... Enchantment...... Enchantment ......"

Someone was muttering to themselves, and after a few big gasps, they still couldn't finish the sentence.

The camera stopped panning, and gradually began to rise, and the figures of the soldiers who passed by them reappeared in view.

The goddess of fortune, sitting on the forty-eighth floor of the Mage Tower, held a crystal ball the size of a skull in her hand, and her slightly open eyes radiated a golden light.

The corners of her mouth curled up in a sweet arc, she didn't appear with Cervantes and Serena this time, and that's why!

Eventually, after the angle of view was raised to a suitable height, it came to a standstill in the air.

People tilted their heads and looked at the soldiers in the picture, not knowing what to say.

In their field of vision, they saw the entire army, led by the knight, let out a roar that resounded through the sky: "Watch the Legion, salute!"

"Enchanted weapons!"

A scream ensued, but the attention was no longer on the enchanted weapons - even if every soldier had an enchanted weapon in his hand!

Legion of the Watch...... Legion of the Watch......

Some felt their lips tremble, some felt their hearts and livers tremble, some people's legs were weak, and many more were still at a loss, but this did not prevent them from cheering for the roar of the soldiers.

Some adventurers and mercenaries were still stunned, and a merchant stood in the crowd, turning his head to the people around him with a confused expression and asking, "Watchmen...... Is it the legion from Overwatch?"

"If I'm not mistaken, there shouldn't be a second ...... in the Sadwind Leader"

The voice of the man who answered became quieter and quieter, and was immediately drowned out by the cheers of the people around him.

Although the voice was small, and he didn't hear it completely, but to the merchant's ears, the words were so deafening!

"Legion of Watch...... Legion of the Watch......"

The merchant looked up at the phantom in the sky, and kept muttering the name in his mouth.

Visions have blurred and breathing has become difficult......

Why is it the Legion of the Watch? How is it the Legion of the Watch? How can it be the Legion of the Watch?

Shouldn't they be in Overwatch Town, which is at least three hundred miles away from Winde City, and why are they able to see it there?!

What the hell is going on?!

Regardless of the 'smart people' whose consciousness has begun to blur, the ceremony continues, and after the salute of the 'Legion of Watch', people see the heroic posture of the 'Legion of Walls' and the 'Legion of Blades'.

The cheers echoed over the city, and the nostalgia refused to disperse.