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Phantom Armors were completely different from Living Armors. They were, quite literally, armors inhabited by ghosts. Armor controlled by malevolent spirits would not fall until all their malice was exhausted. Even if destroyed by force, they would simply rise again and again.
There were three ways to completely eliminate a Phantom Armor: Expel the spirit with powerful magic, sever the link between spirit and armor with Aura, or purify it with holy power.
“So that’s why the one I cut down didn’t regenerate,” Leon muttered.
The pinnacle of holy weapons was the Holy Sword. Even if it was sealed, its divine power hadn’t vanished from the blade itself. The Phantom Armor that Leon had just slain had been directly struck by that blade—it was only natural that it had been annihilated without even a chance to scream.
El-Cid agreed with the thought, —Looks like all the Living Armors in this abandoned mansion were actually Phantom Armors. Anyone unfamiliar with them would easily mistake them for Living Armors with stupid high regenerative abilities.
“They didn’t show their smoke until they were exposed to the Holy Sword’s light.”
Phantom Armors were an ambiguous existence. They were merely armors inhabited by evil spirits—the armor itself wasn’t corrupted, nor could they be classified as undead.
Of course, if left alone long enough, the spirits would form ectoplasm to create a body, evolving into high-level undead known as “Phantom Knights,” but until then, the only reliable method to distinguish them from Living Armors was holy power. The problem was that because Phantom Armors were so rare, this method of identification was virtually unknown.
“Most ordained priests start at C-rank, so... yeah,...
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