The dark room suddenly lit up, and intense sun rays started pouring in. Chang Geng squinted his eyes; he heard a blood-curdling scream before he could see any light.

The scarred man's arm grabbing at Chang Geng was mercilessly cut off. Chang Geng's foot suddenly had nowhere to land, so he couldn't help but fall to the side. The next moment, another armored arm gently embraced him.

There were always a few pieces of dismantled steel armors lying around in Teacher Shen's yard. It's just that Heavy Armors were very expensive and were not allowed to be maintained by the Mechanics of the common folks - even an involved individual like Xu Baihu could not.

Only on one occasion, a Heavy Armor was completely done for and was about to be brought to the Generals Slope to be dealt with. Teacher Shen secretly used his connections to request for it to be brought to his home instead. He enthusiastically dismantled the Heavy Armor that had been around since the beginning of time bit by bit, then carefully explained all of its ins and outs to Chang Geng.

Chang Geng still remembered the time he said that when someone put on Heavy Armor, they could obtain the power of thousand forces, crushing military horses, pushing down surrounding walls, and as long as the basics were understood, even children could do it.

However, the toughest thing to do was to not lift a mountain.

The strongest iron armor warriors were those who donned the Heavy Armor and could still pass the finest thread through an embroidery needle.

The iron armor of the man who just arrived was different from those of the barbarian warriors. It seemed to be a little smaller in size. The armor's exterior also did not have that bright silver light; it was dark and not at all eye-catching. He gently patted Chang Geng's back, placed the boy onto the shoulder of his Heavy Armor, and spoke in a hushed tone: "Don't be afraid."

The voice that came from behind the iron mask was somewhat distorted; Chang Geng keenly turned back, thoughtfully staring at the mask's tightly covered surface.

It was only then that the barbarians at the door finally reacted; they rushed in like a swarm of bees. With the scarred man as their center, they spread out in a circle, surrounding the man in black armor and Chang Geng.

The man in black armor had one arm shielding Chang Geng's shoulder, and the other carried a bare 'iron rod', with thin steam coming out of the tail of this unsightly bar.

His slashing movement just now was truly too fast. Chang Geng did not get to see clearly - was his weapon really this worn-out iron stick?

The scarred man broke out in a cold sweat, his face blue. He backed away two steps in caution and spoke in a low voice: "Black Armor, Wind Slasher*... You are one of those demon crows."