Lord of the Sky City

For the current Rocky, Thunderhawk City was the foundation of his survival in this world, and the Void Magic Armor left by his father was the support he could rely on for survival!

So, with an excited heart, he slowly opened the leather case.

"What, what is this…? What is this?"

The excitement he felt suddenly vanished after opening the case; he didn’t see the dazzlingly colorful golden helmet and armor he envisioned, but a pile of scrap metal instead?!

Indeed, there was a set of armor inside the box, but it was covered in rust, barely looking any different from a heap of discarded metal.

This, this is the Void Magic Armor left by my father?

He picked up the armor and inspected it closely, finding a bracer in his hands. It wasn’t particularly light, but it was covered in grime and seemed even inferior to common armor, let alone the legendary Void Magic Armor.

"Why does it even smell? Is it moldy?"

Looking at the bracer in his hand, Rocky suddenly detected an unpleasant smell. Could it be that it smelled because it had been left to sit for too long and had grown moldy?

With this thought, he sniffed it carefully, and after a moment he was shocked!

How could there be a smell of blood!?

Closely sniffing the bracer, Rocky indeed smelled blood. Upon closer inspection of the bracer, he realized that the so-called grime was actually bloodstains that had seeped into the armor!

This discovery made him immediately take out the rest of the armor pieces from the case and inspect them, only to realize he was mistaken earlier. The supposed rust on the armor was in fact bloodstains that had soaked into the armor!

Such a result completely shocked him.

How many battles must it have been through for the enemies’ blood to have permeated into the armor!

This astonishing discovery inevitably made Rocky think of his father.

Since he came from another time, he was not familiar with his father, knowing only through memories that his father was a melancholy man, his gloominess naturally stemming from missing his mother.

However, he was also very aware that before becoming melancholic, his father must have been an impressive person; otherwise, he couldn’t have established a family on his own, and even more so, gained power to become the lord of a mid-sized Sky City — a feat that ordinary people could not accomplish.

The Void Magic Armor before him, especially the bloodstains branded on it, seemed like a book, a blood-written book recording his father’s countless battles.

"Sigh…"

Taking a deep breath, Rocky cast aside the disrespect and dissatisfaction in his heart, and then took out every piece of armor from the case.

In just a moment, a complete set of Void Magic Armor lay before Rocky, and he then recalled the method of donning it.

The greatness of Void Magic Armor lies in the fact that it is entirely different from ordinary armor, which is essentially just clothing with strong defensive power. But Void Magic Armor is not like that. It is embedded with Magic Stones and driven by Mana, providing all-around enhancement and support to the wearer.

It is exactly for this reason that the method of donning Void Magic Armor is different from regular armor—it needs to be activated first.

With his eyes closed, Rocky recalled the activation method of the Void Magic Armor several times, then opened his eyes and reached out to the armor on the ground with his left hand.

"Void Magic... Armament!"

Channeling the Magic Power within his body according to the method from his memories, Rocky immediately felt a connection with the Void Magic Armor. Then he heard a whoosh as the armor’s gauntlet suddenly flew up and fit itself onto his hand in the blink of an eye, followed by other parts of the armor flying up and equipping themselves on him without waiting for a reaction!

In the blink of an eye, Rocky had fully donned the Void Magic Armor!

"This… This is just too cool…"

Although he had long known that this world followed the path of Magic Technology, when Rocky personally experienced its marvel, he was left astonished and speechless.

"It’s quite lightweight and flexible too…"

Having put on the entire set of Void Magic Armor, Rocky couldn’t help but move his body around, finding the armor that felt so heavy in his hands now surprisingly light and far more flexible than imagined when worn on his body, without any discomfort at all.

He then couldn’t resist walking in front of a mirror to look at his own reflection.

"My God… This, this is just too cool!"

Looking into the mirror, Rocky could hardly believe his eyes. Was that incredibly cool figure in the mirror really him?

The Void Magic Armor he wore was actually an old model from forty or fifty years ago – after all, it was his father’s armor. By rights, it should have been outdated, but it still looked incredibly formidable.

Compared to ordinary armor, the design of Void Magic Armor was much more exaggerated, but it was precisely this exaggeration that made Rocky, clad in the armor, appear imposing and majestic, leaving him stunned.

Next, Rocky attempted to control the armor’s movement and found himself surprisingly floating bit by bit into the air!

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"Liliya! I order you to let go of Captain Eyer! Immediately!"

While Rocky gushed over the merits of the Void Magic Armor, a change had occurred in the City Lord’s Hall.

Liliya, who had been waiting here, now held Eyer up like a shield before her, confronting a group of people opposite her.

The leader of this group was a fat man who appeared to be about fifty years old, bald and with a face full of fat, looking every bit the cunning fat pig.

The man’s name was Perolo, an administrative officer of Thunderhawk City. He was currently yelling furiously at Liliya, ordering her to release Captain Eyer.

To the left and right of Perolo stood two guards, swords drawn and tips pointing straight at Liliya!

"Liliya, are you deaf? I said to let go of Captain Eyer this instant!"

Glaring venomously at Liliya, Perolo was beside himself with rage, his mind a whirl of chaos.

Earlier, Eyer had confided that his true purpose for returning to the surface was to traffic humans, and his accomplice in this crime was none other than Perolo!

As an administrative officer of Thunderhawk City, Perolo had little to do, for the city was too small, but he was the one who knew the population distribution of the city best.

Perolo knew well which people in the city were untouchable and which could disappear without anyone caring. With his help, Eyer had managed to capture people for trafficking and sold them off.

According to the plan between the two, Eyer should have gone to find Perolo to split the loot after reporting to Rocky. But Eyer hadn’t returned after meeting with Rocky, and Perolo, wracked by guilt, suspected something was amiss and decided to find out, leading to the current scene.

In truth, when Perolo arrived at the City Lord’s Hall and saw Eyer injured, he realized that their misdeeds might have been exposed, throwing him into utmost disarray.

In any Sky City, human trafficking is a capital offense, punishable by death—a rule that Thunderhawk City was no exception to.

Logically, once their human trafficking was exposed, Perolo should have fled immediately; otherwise, death was certain. Yet he did not, and the reason was simple: Rocky was the City Lord of Thunderhawk City!

In Perolo’s eyes, Rocky was young and inexperienced in governance and moreover, weak and easily bullied. Perolo believed that if he could just rescue Eyer, there might still be a chance to turn things around, especially since Eyer was the Captain of the Guards, with the entire Guard Corps at his command.

For insurance, he had also sent someone to notify the finance officer, planning to pressure Rocky into submission by teaming up with the officers when the time came.

"Perolo, do you even realize what you are doing?"

Sword in one hand and supporting Eyer with the other, Liliya retreated under the encirclement of the four guards, while coldly addressing Perolo: "Perolo, Captain Eyer is under arrest by order of the City Lord. By asking me to release him, are you suggesting rebellion?"

"Nonsense! The City Lord would never issue such an order!"

Of course, Perolo knew it must be Rocky’s command, but he could not admit it and instead had to turn the tables, cursing Liliya internally.

If it weren’t for Liliya’s Third Level warrior strength, even stronger than Eyer himself, he would have already attacked.

That wretch! Given the chance, he would mount her and torture her to death!

As these thoughts filled his mind, he was about to speak again when the main doors of the hall burst open and an elderly man with white hair slowly entered.

"Lord Voss!"

Upon seeing the elder, Perolo felt a surge of elation and hurriedly approached him, speaking anxiously: "Lord Voss, this Liliya is attempting a revolt, she has attacked Captain Eyer!"

This elder was none other than the financial officer of Thunderhawk City.

Different from the murderous Eyer and the fat-faced Perolo, the elderly Voss, though advanced in years, bore a much more spirited look, exuding a pure aristocratic aura.

For instance, now, as Eyer was held captive by Liliya and Perolo was in a state of urgency, Voss entered with a calm smile, and after seeing everything around him, his face still held that calm smile, as if the tense standoff in the hall did not exist to him.

So after Perolo finished speaking, Voss looked toward Liliya.

"Miss Liliya, may I ask if the order to capture Captain Eyer came from the City Lord himself?"

"Yes," Liliya replied to Voss, succinct and clear.

"I see," Voss nodded and continued, "In that case, may we see the City Lord to have him explain what exactly is going on?"

Voss spoke with no sign of urgency.

However, just as he finished speaking, the doors were flung open again, and Rocky, clad in Void Magic Armor, flew in!

Indeed, he flew in, directly over the heads of Perolo and Voss, landing in front of Liliya!

"Lord Voss, what is it that you would like me to explain?"

Standing firmly in front of Liliya, Rocky smiled triumphantly at her, then turned to look at Voss and Perolo, his expression turning grim.