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The one thing War Mode is never short of, is all kinds of monsters.

There might be five hundred people entering, but there are tens of thousands

of monsters.

“According to the intelligence we have, the most powerful monster known in the space is a second-tier D-level catastrophe…”

Leonard figured that in his current situation, even excluding a high completion evaluation, at least his odds of survival are extremely high.

He didn’t sign up immediately, instead intending to look around the camp some more and inquire about other news.

As he was walking, he found himself in the Hunter s Market.

There were dozens of stalls here, bustling with people.

The good items hunters brought back from the ruins were almost all taken away at a high price by the people from various commerce guilds as soon as they arrived.

It was also difficult to find real gems in the market.

Leonard wanted to find some ancient documents and ancient text rubbings if possible.

He managed to buy some at the stalls.

As he was walking, he found a piece of black iron quality half body chest armor

at another stall.

[Heavy Dragon Pattern Chest Armor]

Quality: Black Iron

Details: An ancient armor-a hefty chest plate weighing three hundred kilograms, blessed by a priest. Defense+8, Luck+1. When attacked, there’s a very low chance of receiving protection from fate, blocking some fatal damage.

Leonard was mildly Interested.

He walked up to the stall and asked about the price.

“How much is this armor?”

“One hundred thousand.”

“Would you sell it for three thousand?”

“Brother, that’s not how you bargain. Haven’t you seen? This is a piece of equipment with special attributes!”

“Add another thousand. If it’s not for sale, I’m moving on.

“Sold!”

Leonard didn’t intend to waste time.

He knew very well, as normal hunters didn’t have storage rings, and bulky items like this were inconvenient to take away, so the selling price was definitely not high.

The vendor too could tell the customer wasn’t very eager about the purchase.

The two exchanged three sentences each and soon reached a deal, almost at the price of selling scrap iron.

This armor had a special attribute, and even more uncommonly, it was “luck”.

Normally, its value would indeed be quite high.

But in reality, it was rather useless.

Because the basic attributes of this plate armor were too lacking aside from physical defense, it didn’t have any mysterious attributes.

Randomly buying one set of alloy mechanical exoskeletons in the market could achieve the same level of defense.

And they had more functions than this chest armor.

Even if there was a special attribute “Luck+1”, it couldn’t salvage the fact that this chest armor was basically trash-tier in terms of attributes for a piece of blank equipment.

Its value wasn’t even worth wasting a containment card on.

It could only be put on the stall for sale.

What Leonard had his eye on was simply its weight.

After discarding all his weighted equipment back in the cave, this chest armor was just right.

Moreover, he also needed a piece of equipment that revealed his professional identity. Wearing this plate armor, anyone would know that he’s in a melee profession.

The design of the chest armor was very clever, there was a belt that could be tightened, when worn, it perfectly covered the front and back.

It provided a decent defense without hampering the movements of arms and legs.

Leonard was quite taken with it.

Wearing this armor weighing several hundred kilograms, suddenly he didn t feel so light-footed anymore.

Later on, after roaming around the market, he also bought a round shield and an iron hammer with a long handle.

With this set of makeshift, hodge-podge equipment, he was all set.

He looked like a poor melee card master.

This was also the common outfit of most low-level solo hunters in Sinless City.

There were several times more people at Thunderbolt Fortress than before, and the Hunter’s Tavern was also bustling.

There wasn’t much to stroll around in the camp, so Leonard went directly to the tavern.

No matter when, always in the tavern could you hear of surprising news.

As soon as he stepped in, he saw the bounty orders hung by the Black Wolf Group at the tavern’s bar. They were still looking for the four people who stole their team’s treasure.

Leonard didn’t care in the slightest.

He went in, found an empty spot, and began to drink.

Even during the day, the tavern was full of people, with hunters chatting in groups of three or five.

They were also discussing some recent happenings in the Fortress.

The sharp increase in perception after advancing, combined with the savage growth that came from the werewolf bloodline reversion, even if he hadn t transformed, Leonard found his hearing much sharper.

He chose to listen to things he was interested in.

“What’s the deal with that bounty?”

“I heard the Black Wolf Group got tricked…”

“The Black Wolf Group are the ones that latched onto the powerful…”

“It’s not that much actually. The leader of the Black Wolf Group was originally a captain of the Lionheart Family’s guard. He was banished for some mistake he made. Now he has just gone back to his old post. Tsk tsk, I really envy him. Even the dogs of noble families eat better than us. Those people in the Black Wolf Group have transformed overnight and become the private soldiers of nobility…”

Leonard listened with interest.

So, the Black Wolf Group had this kind of background.

But he didn’t pay much attention to that.

“Hey, what’s with that heavily guarded house in the camp? Did some big shot come to the camp?”

“You don’t recognize the ‘Sun Lion Shield Emblem’?’

“I don’t. Did they come from Dragon City?”

“Yes… This is the famous Anka Clan’s family emblem! You must have heard of the Federation Legend ‘Silver-Eyed Lion’ Camer, who became famous twenty years ago, right? He’s now the old clan head of the Anka family. Rumor has it that the person who came this time is a young master of the Anka family.” “Damn… Legend’s family? No wonder the guards are intimidating.”

“Well, each of those large families has hundreds if not thousands of descendants, no need to make a fuss about a young master…

“No! This time is different. I heard it’s the Ninth Young Master from the Anka family that came, a bona fide heir of the Lionheart bloodline.” “Why would such an important person come to this godforsaken place?” “Ah, I’ve never seen a noble of that level before. I heard that those aristocratic young masters have top-notch Demon Marks, martial skills, and profession cards, all kinds of profession cards are force-fed to them from a young age… they’re absurdly strong..”