Legend of Wyatt
Chapter 470: Crimson Armor Beast

Chapter 470: Chapter 470: Crimson Armor Beast

"So, this is the Death Marsh?"

Little Gold moved quickly, swiftly bringing Wyatt Barnes to the outskirts of a vast and secluded forest.

This forest was in ruins, exuding an eerie vibe.

Moreover, thick black fog perpetually engulfed this forest, making people hesitant to intrude into the airspace above. After all, who knew if any powerful Fierce Beasts or Demon Beasts were lurking within?

The Fierce Beasts and Demon Beasts native to this area were undoubtedly very familiar with its environment. Foreigners who unknowingly trespassed could easily fall victim.

"Little Gold, let’s get down!"

Wyatt beckoned for Little Gold to descend. After reducing its size, Wyatt started to scrutinize the forest ahead.

Unlike the lush greens of ordinary forests, the trees in this forest were either pitch black or grey, adding to the forest’s uncanny aura.

There wasn’t a trace of human activity to be seen around the forest.

"As expected of the Death Marsh, a place so dreaded even Peep Naught Realm warriors falter in its presence. It’s truly an isolated land," thought Wyatt.

"Little Gold, let’s go in."

Wyatt, accompanied by Little Gold, ventured into the eerie forest, extending his spiritual power to meticulously investigate the surroundings as he did so.

At first, all Wyatt heard were unpleasant croaks of crows. He found no signs of marshland.

"Squeak~~"

Perched on Wyatt’s shoulder, Little Gold seemed irritated by the cacophony of crows, squeaking shrilly in response. "Squeak! Squeak, squeak!!"

The piercing cry, infused with Origin Force, shattered the silence.

Immediately, chittering cries of startled crows echoed in response, quickly followed by the flapping sounds of their wings receding into the distance.

The crowing abruptly ceased.

Squeak~~"

Having chased away a flock of crows, Little Gold sounded pleased, proudly telling Wyatt through his Origin-infused voice, "Brother Wyatt, I’m awesome, aren’t I?"

Wyatt gave it an amused glance. "It was just a flock of feral crows. Don’t get too pleased with yourself."

Little Gold drooped in response to Wyatt’s comment.

Wyatt continued deeper into the Death Marsh.

About half an hour later, Wyatt’s spiritual power finally detected the presence of marshland...

He carefully navigated around the marshland, advancing further in.

Suddenly, Fierce Beasts began to rush out from the sides, attempting to ambush Wyatt.

"Squeak!!"

However, before these Fierce Beasts could get near Wyatt, they were pierced through by a thin ray of sword light and killed, accompanied by a sudden squeak.

Little Gold stood on Wyatt’s shoulder, gripping a mini spirit sword, vigilantly surveying the environment.

"The deeper we venture, the more marshland we encounter... Unless they knew how to break into the ’Peep Naught Realm,’ typical human warriors would find it exceptionally challenging to evade these marshlands," thought Wyatt.

He had gained a certain understanding of the Death Marsh, though he knew this was just the outskirts.

"I hope my adoptive father didn’t lose his footing in one of these marshlands."

The thought sent shivers down Wyatt’s spine.

If his adoptive father had indeed perished in a marshland, his death would remain hidden forever, a fate truly befitting of the phrase ’neither seen in life, nor found in death.’

"Little Gold, I’m going to accelerate our pace. If any Fierce Beasts or Demon Beasts attack, kill them."

After directing Little Gold, Wyatt unleashed the full force of his Origin.

"Squeak~~"

Upon hearing Little Gold’s Agree, Wyatt sprang into action.

Like a gust of wind!

With each movement he made, Wyatt seamlessly transformed into a whirlwind, and a phantom image of one thousand two hundred eleven ancient giant elephants stomped above him.

Seventh Order of the Original Infant Realm!

Beginning to grasp the Momentum Wind!

In this crucial moment, Wyatt marched on, full steam into the heart of the Death Marsh.

The Fierce Beasts he encountered along the way grew increasingly formidable.

However, even the mightiest Fierce Beast was still just a ’Fierce Beast.’ In front of Little Gold, a third-order ’Demon Beast,’ they were nothing.

"Roar!!"

Wyatt’s spiritual force tensed at the sight of a giant Fierce Beast baring its fangs, rushing towards him.

This was a monster, fairly grotesque and anonymous to Wyatt.

"Half-step into the Void Realm!"

Wyatt paused in his tracks, eyebrows raising.

As the Fierce Beast lunged, fifteen hundred phantom images of ancient elephants also swooped towards Wyatt’s location, but he had no cause for concern.

"Squeak!!"

Little Gold squeaked loudly, unleashing a ray of sword-light that pierced through the skull of the approaching half-step Void Realm Fierce Beast. The beast continued to charge momentarily before collapsing, utterly silent.

Observing the scene before him, Wyatt couldn’t help but heave a sigh.

A few years ago, prior to him leaving Crimson Heaven Kingdom and setting out for the Royal Country of Green Forest, the ’Half-step Void Realm’ beasts seemed like an insurmountable existence...

And now, they weren’t worth mentioning at all!

"A moment of fortune in the east, a moment of misery in the west... Couldn’t be more accurate," Wyatt mused.

Shaking his head, Wyatt continued on towards the heart of the Death Marsh.

At this time, he slowed down.

Because he knew, he had entered the core area of the Death Marshland.

In this area, Demon Beasts were likely to appear.

As it turned out, Wyatt Barnes’s guess was correct. Half an hour of walking further ahead, a monster with scales all over its body lurched out of a nearby marsh, transforming into a sharp flash of light, and charged fiercely at Wyatt Barnes.

In the void above, two thousand illusory images of ancient elephants were charging towards Wyatt Barnes, their momentum like a rainbow.

"Squeak!!"

Little Gold, standing on Wyatt Barnes’s shoulder, leapt up, turning into a streak of golden lightning, carrying the sound of rolling thunder, to meet this First level Peep Naught Realm Demon Beast that was attacking Wyatt Barnes.

Shoo!

The sound of the sword piercing through the air resonated, and the swordlight swept past, landing on the scaly armor of the Beast, causing a shrill sound of metal collision.

"Eh, the scale armor has remarkable defense!"

Wyatt Barnes gasped.

Just when Wyatt Barnes was shocked, Little Gold had already launched its second sword, piercing the Beast’s belly, killing it.

For this Demon Beast, only its belly was unprotected by the scale armor.

The belly was its weakest spot.

"Squeak~~"

Little Gold returned to Wyatt Barnes’s shoulder and boasted, "Brother Wyatt, aren’t I admirable? Although this Demon Beast’s strength is far inferior to mine, its scale armor is extremely resilient... even my full-strength attacks couldn’t break its armor."

Upon hearing this, Wyatt Barnes’s eyes narrowed. Only then did he notice that the Demon Beast killed by Little Gold had a single wound on its belly, with no visible signs of injury anywhere else.

"This Demon Beast..."

Wyatt Barnes squatted down, looking at the white mark that Little Gold’s sword had left on the Demon Beast’s scales. At the same time, he was searching through the memories of the reincarnated Martial Emperor.

Finally, Wyatt Barnes identified the Demon Beast.

"It’s actually the ’Crimson Armor Beast’!"

Wyatt Barnes’s eyes lit up.

"Squeak~~"

Little Gold looked at Wyatt Barnes with confusion.

"Little Gold, this Crimson Armor Beast is a very rare kind of Demon Beast... give me your spirit sword."

Wyatt Barnes addressed Little Gold and took its spirit sword.

Soon after, Wyatt Barnes lit up a ’fifth-grade crafting fire’ in his hand, pressing it onto the scales of the Crimson Armor Beast..

A quarter of an hour later, the scales began to melt.

An hour later, Wyatt Barnes had burned a portion of the scales, transforming them into a pool of liquid.

Next, Wyatt raised his hand and took out a pile of crafting materials from his Storage Ring, melting them into liquid using the crafting fire...

Finally, Wyatt Barnes used the scales of the Crimson Armor Beast and a pile of crafting materials to successfully upgrade Little Gold’s sixth-grade spirit sword to a ’fifth-grade spirit sword’.

"You try it."

Wyatt Barnes returned the spirit sword to Little Gold.

Little Gold’s azure eyes brightened, accepting the spirit sword and waving it around.

Origin Force permeated the spirit sword.

Whoosh!

In an instant, above Little Gold’s head, first four thousand ancient elephant illusory images appeared. Subsequently, at the side of these ancient elephant images, two thousand more illusory images of ancient elephants were added...

In other words.

The ’fifth-grade spirit sword’ in Little Gold’s hand now held the power of six thousand ancient elephants!

"An increase of ’fifty percent’... not bad."

Wyatt Barnes nodded satisfactorily.

"Squeak~~"

Little Gold’s eyes gleamed with excitement.

Afterward, Wyatt Barnes took out his own Purple Emperor Soft Sword, used the scales of the Crimson Armor Beast, and upgraded it into a ’fifth-grade spirit sword’.

The augmented Purple Emperor Soft Sword had a strength increase equivalent to the fifth-grade spirit sword in Little Gold’s hand...

Capable of increasing ’fifty percent’ power!

"The scales of this Crimson Armor Beast are a valuable resource..."

Wyatt Barnes then set his crafting fire on the remaining scales of the Crimson Armor Beast, quickly ’picking’ them off and placing them into his Storage Ring.

These scales from the Crimson Armor Beast were a special material required for crafting a fifth-grade spirit artifact.

"Let’s go!"

After taking care of things, Wyatt Barnes took Little Gold and continued to venture inside.

Along the way, they encountered a few more Demon Beasts. Without exception, they all died under Little Gold’s blade...

At present, Little Gold, using the amplification of the fifth-grade spirit sword, held the strength equivalent to six thousand ancient elephants.

If it were to use its ’Half Step Into Micro Thunder’, it could exert the power of six thousand five hundred ancient elephants!

In terms of power.

It was equivalent to a fourth level Peep Naught Realm Demon Beast that grasped the ’Half Step Into Micro’ momentum.

If a fourth level Peep Naught Realm Beast’s ’momentum’ was weaker than Little Gold’s ’Half Step Into Micro Thunder’, then Little Gold’s power would even exceed theirs.

After all, most Demon Beasts didn’t have spirit swords.

Though Demon Beasts didn’t have spirit swords to aid them, some unique Demon Beasts had their unique advantages.

Like the Crimson Armor Beast.

It’s entire body was armored with scales which even Little Gold, using a sixth-grade spirit sword, couldn’t break open.

In the end, it was Little Gold, having found its weak spot, which finally killed it.

"Squeak~~"

Wyatt Barnes walked ahead until Little Gold suddenly squeaked, it was then he stopped in his tracks.