3: Summoner's Armor Summon

“To think, something like this actually exists!”

Cheng Yang looked at the Summoner in his hand, an expression of disbelief on his face.

The Light Armor that fights monsters, the Summoner—how could such a thing be possible?

And this Summoner, he actually picked it up!

“Roar, roar, roar!”

The monster roared and charged at Cheng Yang!

At this moment, Cheng Yang couldn't afford to think too much. Under the threat of death, he could only place his hope on the Summoner in his hand.

He gripped the Summoner tightly in his right hand and raised it, and a metallic belt appeared around his waist.

On the right side of the belt was a metallic knob, and on the left was a metallic card holder.

The card holder contained the [Armor of Light] card, the [Light Shadow Sword] card, and the [Light Shadow Thorn] skill card.

Everything before his eyes seemed to slow down, and a powerful force surged through his body at that moment.

He realized this must be the Summoner's amplification effect.

His thoughts flashed by, and he quickly placed the Summoner on his belt.

“That’s right, just like this!”

“Summon the Armor of Light!”

Lin Ti excitedly shouted, but as the Summoner, he seemed unable to communicate with Cheng Yang.

“Armor of Light!”

Cheng Yang reached for the left side of his belt and pulled out the [Armor of Light] card.

Depicted on the card was a set of golden armor.

He quickly inserted the armor card into the Summoner on his waist, patted it lightly, raised both hands above his head, and struck a pose.

“Why is he so skilled at posing?!”

“Is this also part of the transformation?!”

Lin Ti couldn’t help but complain, but unfortunately, Cheng Yang couldn’t hear his voice.

“Combine!”

With a cry of “Combine!”, a golden beam of light illuminated the center of the Summoner, and the inserted card dissolved into the Summoner like specks of light.

Dazzling white-gold light flashed from Cheng Yang’s body!

Then, an arc-shaped golden light emanated from beneath Cheng Yang’s feet. Invisible light continuously rose from below, transforming into a golden dragon that outlined a form on his body’s surface.

Pieces of golden armor components enveloped Cheng Yang’s entire body.

Until the golden light slowly dissipated, Cheng Yang’s body was already covered in a layer of white armor that enveloped his entire being.

The chest plate seemed to extend outwards, stretching all the way to his back.

The armguards connected to the gauntlets, and the shoulder pads on both sides were simple circles.

The faceplate covered his entire face, with the eye positions being arc-shaped like headlights, glowing red, their outer corners extending to both sides of the headpiece.

Cheng Yang stretched out his hands, clenched his fists, and looked at his body covered in armor.

The powerful strength of the Light Armor now filled his entire body.

This was the power of the Light Armor!

“Roar, roar, roar!”

The monster had almost reached him, its claws, capable of easily tearing steel, slashed downwards from above, aiming for his body.

That phantom-like extreme speed, in his eyes now, was incredibly slow.

He shifted his feet, moved his body horizontally, and easily dodged the monster’s attack.

Then, he clenched his fist.

A metallic glow emanated from his clenched gauntlet, and he swung it, striking the monster’s side abdomen.

Thud!

With a muffled sound, the monster staggered backward to the side.

Cheng Yang didn't let go of the opportunity, quickly stepping forward to close the distance, and landed another punch.

Then, punch after punch.

However, Cheng Yang clearly still underestimated the burden of the armor.

By the time he realized it, the continuous attacks had already left him gasping for breath.

The summoning requirement for [Armor of Light] is Level 1.

That is, one needs the physical standard of an athlete to use it normally.

Cheng Yang was just an ordinary person with a healthy body; his ability to summon the Light Armor was solely because Lin Ti had helped him suppress a portion of the Light Armor’s power.

This momentary lapse also allowed the monster to seize the opportunity, its sharp claws slashing upwards from below!

Under the harsh grinding sound, a spark flew from the armor’s chest plate as it was scratched.

Cheng Yang also staggered back a few steps.

The monster seized the chance, raising both claws above its head, and violently spat out a ball of purple fire.

The shaking Cheng Yang dared not be careless now, and rolled onto the ground, dodging the fireball.

Then, no longer eager to fight, he stood up and pulled out a white-backed card from his waist.

On the card was depicted a simple-looking golden longsword, with an [F] in the upper right corner, representing the card’s grade.

“Light Shadow Sword!”

Cheng Yang gripped the card between his fingers and swiftly inserted it into the Summoner on his waist.

Then, a golden light quickly condensed in front of Cheng Yang, which he grasped with an outstretched hand, holding it before him.

“Bang!”

Another purple fireball was spat from the monster's mouth towards Cheng Yang.

This time, Cheng Yang didn't dodge. He raised the Light Shadow Sword and swiftly slashed at the fireball.

The purple fireball was split in two, exploding on either side behind Cheng Yang.

The monster took two steps back, seemingly a little flustered.

Cheng Yang didn't let this opportunity slip. Ignoring his dwindling stamina, he unleashed the armor’s full power and lunged at the monster.

The Light Shadow Sword was also brought horizontally, violently slashing at the monster’s chest carapace.

Golden and pitch-black clashed, creating dazzling sparks!

The monster staggered back, dropping to one knee, a long crack already visible on its carapace.

Cheng Yang held the sword in one hand and reached for his waist again with the other, pulling out another white-backed card.

The card had an [F] in the upper right corner and depicted numerous golden long needles.

The card was once again inserted into the Summoner by Cheng Yang, and a golden light emanated from the Light Shadow Sword, covering the entire blade.

“Light Shadow Thorn!”

The Light Shadow Sword was aimed at the monster and thrust out violently!

Countless golden needles emerged with the blade, assaulting the monster like a rain of needles.

The monster frantically raised its claws to block, but at this moment, the Light Shadow Thorn was like a sharp arrow, effortlessly piercing through the monster's defensive stance, riddling its body like a beehive.

The monster twisted in its final struggle a few times, but ultimately couldn't hold on, exploding into a sky full of black smoke.

Within the black smoke, a black, rhomboid crystal floated.

Cheng Yang released his grip, and the Light Shadow Sword also transformed into points of light, disappearing.

Then, Cheng Yang walked step by step towards the monster’s crystal, placing both hands on the Summoner. The monster’s crystal also floated little by little towards the Summoner, devoured by the golden sphere in the center of the Summoner, and vanished.

“This is the Monster Crystal.”

Lin Ti looked at the Monster Crystal floating before him, emanating dark energy, and felt a strong appetite.

For Lin Ti, Monster Crystals could be used for Melting to create weapon cards.

They could also be used to create armor cards and skill cards.

They could also be directly consumed as energy.

The Monster Crystal before him was F-grade, and the monster’s level was also F-grade.

Therefore, even though Cheng Yang, as the Summoner, did not possess the physical fitness to unleash the full power of the Light Armor, he was still able to defeat the monster.

“Let’s convert it into a skill first.”

According to Lin Ti’s estimation, this monster’s crystal should grant him an attack-type skill.

Although he had several skills, only one, [Light Thorn Shot], was an attack skill.

Subsequently, Lin Ti controlled the light at the Summoner’s core to envelop the Monster Crystal, beginning to digest and Melt the crystal’s energy, transforming it into a skill card.

During the Melting process, the crystal melted little by little, casting into the shape of a card like molten iron.