Armor: This system is super protective

"Yeah, humans."

Basati rubbed his eyes.

"Hey, kid, do you want to die?"

Purple flames ignited around Basati's body, his face instantly became ferocious, and a bloody machete appeared in his hand.

"Demon, monster orc."

The courier boy was so frightened that his legs were shaking, but he didn't take a single step back.

"Oh, it seems you are very brave."

"Why aren't you running away? What are you waiting for here?"

Basati slowly walked towards the courier boy, and wherever he passed, cracks appeared on the cement ground.

"go to hell!"

Basati's four-eyed soul-breaking sword cut through the space and slashed towards the courier boy with the roars of countless resentful souls.

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My name is Li Haotian, and I’m currently a courier.

Note, currently, it means currently.

As a courier with great ideals, my dream is to open courier stations all over the country.

Let everyone receive the express delivery I send and feel the happiness I give to everyone.

This is what I am fighting for.

Is happiness really important?

I may not be qualified to answer this question.

The best things in life are to have both parents alive and to have a car and a house.

However, none of these things have anything to do with me.

That’s right, I am an orphan, an orphan who changed his career halfway through life.

I still remember the time when I had my parents. I was wrapped in happiness every day and felt that the world was very warm.

Based on this kind of warmth, I have been called the child of other people's family by the grandparents since I was a child.

The parents are also proud of this.

When I was six years old, I picked up a strange camera while playing outside.

Along with the camera came a strange old woman.

The person, who I could tell from her face was an old woman, enthusiastically took my hand and pressed a handprint on a piece of parchment that was covered with scribbles.

Since then, my life has changed.

"Haotian, come and have dinner." The mother's elegant voice came from the kitchen filled with the smell of fireworks.

"Here I come, here I come." I just took off my schoolbag after school.

"Today is another ordinary day." I wanted to take out the test paper with excellent grades from my schoolbag.

Unexpectedly, when he reached out to grab it, the first thing to fall was the strange camera.

The next day, my parents rewarded me by taking me to the park. Driven by a mysterious force, I somehow put the strange camera into my bag.

In the park, my father and mother wanted to take a picture of me, and I actually handed them that strange camera.

"Click"——/

At the moment the shutter was pressed, the lens facing my pupil seemed to flash a faint red light.

I didn't take it too seriously.

Maybe I saw it wrong!

However, that was not my illusion.

From that moment on, this camera became part of my life.

The sun is shining brightly in the afternoon.

The wind blew across the distant lake, creating rippling waves; it blew through the nearby woods, creating rustling fallen leaves.

I was intoxicated by this beautiful scene.

Suddenly, my parents pushed me.

"Xiaotian, run, I'll stop them."

I looked up and saw a figure wearing a vampire mask and covered in indigo, rushing towards us with fangs and claws.

"Go, son."

I was so frightened that I stood there in a daze.

I let my parents' hot blood splash onto my face.

The monster saw the camera in my hand and shouted in surprise: "Give me the summoner quickly, give it to me quickly, or I will kill you."

At that moment, I realized that the thing that killed my parents was called a summoner.

Then it’s better not to use this summoner.

I threw the summoner into the lake in the distance.

Gurgling.

It sank right in front of me and never came up again.

The monster saw that the summoning device in his mouth disappeared and did not make things too difficult for me.

After a few rises and falls, it disappeared into the horizon.

Also disappearing along with it is the fatherly and motherly love that is most important to a child.

Since then, I have become an orphan.

But it's not over yet.

Even stranger things are yet to come.

After I threw away the summoner, every time I fell asleep late at night, I would be pulled into a gray space.

Inside the space, I put on the weapons belonging to the armor and continued to fight with a group of terrifying and hideous monsters.

Among that group of monsters, I saw a familiar figure.

A monster with a red face and blue clothes, she was the murderer of my parents.

I was furious and rushed forward desperately to seek revenge, but was hacked to death by the monster.

I thought it was over, but it's not over yet.

Every time I was killed by that monster, I would be resurrected

And every time after being resurrected, he would immediately kill him with a single blow.

And so, I fell into a vicious circle.

Just when I died for who knows how many times, a familiar calling voice suddenly and inexplicably sounded in my heart.

"The later generations start, the earlier generations arrive. Make plans for the long term and be victorious in every battle. Remember this, remember this."

The memory of this fight clearly does not exist, but it happens in my dreams every day after I fall asleep.

And every time I woke up, I found that my body was extremely tired, as if I had just gone through a battle.

I once tried to ask my friend: "Have you ever dreamed of a figure wearing red armor fighting a monster?"

My friend laughed heartily and said, "Of course, Ultraman Tiga, it brings back memories of childhood, who doesn't have it?"

"That's not what I'm asking about. I'm asking about the armor, the armor!"

Unexpectedly, my friend came over and touched my head: "Xiaotian, I see you don't have a fever, so why are you mentally unstable?"

I asked my friend again and found that it was indeed true.

I am indeed the only one having this dream.

Gradually, I stopped talking about this dream.

Because every time I talk about this dream, a group of people surround me and look at me as if I were a fool.

I don't understand why they do this.

Because of this, I became a bit of a loner.

But in my heart, I always think of myself as a passionate person who is willing to give my light and heat to others.

Just today, when I was delivering a package, I accidentally discovered a monster that looked exactly like the one in my dream.

And this monster is killing people.

The justice in my heart won't allow me to watch this happen before my eyes.

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After a close encounter with death, Xiaotian truly confirmed the direction of his life.

A mysterious voice awoke in Xiaotian's mind: "Congratulations, summoner of the Xingtian Armor, you have passed the test."

"Child, put on your armor and go fight."

"Xingtian Armor, combined."

With a flash of fiery red light, the Four-Eyed Soul-Broken Sword swung by Basati stopped abruptly in mid-air.