Exploring Technology in a Wizard World-Chapter 1275 - 1273: Knights Assembled

In the night.

On a road, a large troop of soldiers clad in gray armor were swiftly advancing. As they marched, apart from the "swish" of footsteps and the occasional slight clatter of iron armor and weapons, there was no other sound, like a group of phantoms.

At the forefront of the soldiers was a gray-armored knight on horseback. As he was moving, he suddenly sensed something, raised a hand, and the numerous soldiers behind him quickly halted.

A figure drifted down from the night sky ahead, a wizard clad in black robes.

"Clap!"

The wizard landed on the ground, gazing at the gray-armored knight.

"Clatter!"

The soldiers behind the gray-armored knight revealed vigilant expressions, and light emerged on the surface of their battle armor. Spears were raised, infused with energy, ready to be thrown at any moment.

The landed wizard, seeing this, did not dare to advance recklessly. He gave a slight bow and quickly introduced himself to the gray-armored knight, "My lord, I am a member of the Spider Web under Lord Oscar. I come here without malice, only to inform you that the destination of this mission has changed, and you must set out immediately."

"Hmm?" The gray-armored knight spoke, his gaze showing slight doubt, then turned his head to look at the subordinate beside him.

A gray-armored soldier quickly stepped forward, holding a communication crystal ball in his hand, showing it to the gray-armored knight. The crystal ball was flickering with red and blue lights inside.

"Hmm..." The gray-armored knight squinted his eyes for a while and then looked at the wizard, "Well, where are we heading this time?"

...

In the same night.

Beyond a large-scale camp on the plain, a team of red-armored soldiers quickly approached, opened the camp gate, and entered, preparing to disarm and rest.

The leader of the group, after stepping into the camp, casually removed the helmet on her head, revealing a woman’s face, and strode towards her tent.

After just two steps, she stopped because she saw a stranger inside the camp, standing on the path leading to her tent—a wizard in black robes.

The red-armored woman’s eyebrows arched, initially puzzled, then she thought of something, covered her forehead with a hand, and looked at the person with some annoyance, saying, "Don’t tell me, there’s a new operation again. I just finished dealing with a target and am about to rest."

"Apologies, ma’am," the black-robed wizard spoke, "I understand your feelings, but the situation is special, so you need to delay the team’s rest and depart immediately."

"Understanding, my foot!" the red-armored woman muttered with irritation, but after a while, she still led her team out of the camp.

...

A clearing in the forest.

Here, the silver glimmer reflected the moonlight streaming through the treetops as if a heavy snow had fallen.

But upon closer inspection, it was evident that no snowflakes existed on this summer night, only densely standing silver-armored soldiers.

"Boom!"

A black-robed wizard descended from the sky and landed before the silver-armored soldiers.

"Swish," the silver-armored soldiers voluntarily parted, revealing a leading silver-armored man behind them.

The black-robed wizard gazed out and immediately spoke, "My lord..."

"I already know," interrupted the silver-armored man before the words could be fully spoken, "I received the message before you arrived."

The black-robed wizard paused, "Then you..."

"Immediately set out with the team."

"Understood." The black-robed wizard sighed in relief.

...

"Chest Armor."

"Clack!"

"Shoulder Armor."

"Clack!"

"Protective Arm."

"Hiss—"

"Leg Guards."

"Hiss—"

"..."

"..."

Inside a tent, amid a series of commands, various pieces of a black battle armor were being fitted onto a tall man, armoring him to the teeth, like a killing machine.

Finally, the tall man spoke, "Weapon."

Immediately, a subordinate brought forth a serrated black magic rune greatsword, which the tall man grabbed with a "clap."

The tall man casually swung the greatsword, generating a whooshing sound, then thrust it into the ground and asked a nearby subordinate, "How are the others?"

"My lord, everyone is ready."

"Good, set out."

"Aren’t we waiting for the messenger?"

"There’s no time for that, let the messenger catch up to us."

"Yes."

A moment later, a tide of black-armored soldiers surged out of the resting camp, moving in a direction.

After another moment, a black-robed wizard belatedly arrived at the camp, seeing it empty. After realizing what had happened, he hurriedly pursued in that direction.

...

...

In the forest’s depths during the darkest part of the night.

"Rustle, rustle, rustle..."

Footsteps sounded as a black-armored soldier emerged through the trees, followed by another and another.

From another direction came silver-armored soldiers.

Then gray-armored soldiers appeared.

Finally, red-armored soldiers.

Four teams, each with distinctly different colors of armor, converged in the forest.

The commander of the red-armored team—the red-armored woman, removed her helmet and looked at the commanders of the other three teams, raising an eyebrow in slight surprise, "What, you’re all here? I thought it would be just me, or at most one extra team. Now that everyone is gathered here, this scene is quite significant; it’s not as if a new Golden Ring Sect from the Truth Society needs to be dealt with, right? But even if that’s the case, two teams would suffice, no need for a full mobilization, I think an explanation is needed."

The commanders of the other three teams evidently shared this puzzlement, glancing at each other with flickering eyes.

At this moment, a person dressed in brown walked out from between the trees. With thick eyebrows and large eyes, he wore an expression of carefree abandon, and the mana fluctuations inside him were extremely intense. Remarkably, he was a Level 4 Wizard, none other than Long Shu, brother of Zong Hu.

Previously, he had personally gone with Zong Hu to Pompeii, attempting to help Richard against the Truth Society, but they arrived too late to be of assistance. Instead, they encountered the Colorful Rings Dead Sea, heavily wounded by an atomic bomb inside the volcano’s crater. Then they were taught a lesson by the severely weakened Dead Sea, leaving Long Shu with commemorative injuries on his body.

Long Shu stepped out, glancing at the commanders of the four teams, and said, "Want an answer? I can tell you. The reason we gathered everyone here is not because of the Golden Ring, but the only one with the authority would be the legendary Colorful Ring Chief of the Truth Society. Our mission this time is to hunt him down."

"Colorful Ring Chief?" The red-armored woman’s eyebrow shot up, "Does he really exist?"

"Of course," Long Shu nodded, "Otherwise, why gather everyone? This is an order personally issued by His Majesty."

"But how was he found?" The red-armored woman was puzzled, "For so long, there was no trace of him, how was he suddenly found? Could it be a trap?"

"That, I’m not too sure of myself," Long Shu shrugged, "But from what I’ve heard, the information was provided by Lord Oscar, so it should be trustworthy. Moreover, it’s said that not only was the Truth Society’s Colorful Ring Chief located, but it’s confirmed that he has serious injuries and is currently in a recovery sleep, so he’s in an almost undefended state.

If we can avoid being discovered beforehand, approach his sleeping place successfully, and launch a sudden attack, we can resolve him at the lowest cost. And, of course, since he is the Colorful Ring Chief, an enemy we’ve never faced before, no one knows if he possesses any special abilities. So, it’s hoped everyone will invest all their energy to complete this mission, just in case.

Actually, if there were more time, it might not have been just you four here, but five; that would be even more secure."