Inside the Thor's Hammer house.
Wilbon's face was already filled with tears.
Deaver's eyes were also red as he said in a low voice, "Damn it, let's see what these old guys dare to say this time!"
At this moment, Joelson's gaze was completely attracted by the three inner armors in front of him.
The originally black dragon scale inner armor had been baptized by the saint-level dragon blood. It shed off the dust and bloomed with an extremely gorgeous color.
The golden-red light flowed freely on the inner armor. Between each of the dragon scales, Wilbon was wrapped in golden threads and carved with complicated and gorgeous patterns.
Joelson immediately put on the man's armor.
It was especially fitting.
Although it was an inner armor, it was actually similar to light armor. It was completely fine even if he wore it alone.