My Armor Odyssey Through Black Myth: Wukong's Brutal Realms

I still remember how my fingers trembled during that first encounter with Elder Jinchi back in 2024. The screen flashed crimson as his mace crushed my naive defense, teaching me a brutal lesson: in Black Myth: Wukong, armor isn't just decoration—it's your lifeline against gods and monsters. Now in 2025, after three New Game Plus runs, I've tasted the sweet salvation and bitter compromises of these legendary sets. Each tells a story of triumph and sacrifice, woven into my journey westward.

10. Non-Pure Set: Beauty with a Price

Crafted after defeating Zhu Bajie, this mud-splattered masterpiece seduced me with its unlimited stamina bursts post-spirit moves. But oh, the sluggishness! That glorious damage reduction came shackled to movement speed that felt like wading through tar. Perfect for farming XP zones? Absolutely. But against swift bosses like Lady Iron Fan? I learned that pretty armor can be a gilded cage. Why do we cling to beautiful things that hurt us?

9. Bronze Set: My Early-Game Lifeline

That Immobilization spell cooldown reduction saved me more times than I count. Ringing those three bells felt like solving a divine riddle, and defeating Elder Jinchi gifted me this trusty companion. Yet its limitations haunted me—like wearing training wheels while dragons breathe down your neck. I adored how it amplified spell-crash damage, but eventually outgrew it like childhood armor. Do we ever truly appreciate our first protectors until they're obsolete?

8. Centipede Set: Dancing with Death

Crafted at the Woods of Ember shrine, this set transformed poison from threat to weapon. The rush of enhanced attack power while poisoned felt like gambling with Yama himself—double or nothing against bosses like Scorching Demon. But that lingering damage tick... like a cursed hourglass counting down your life. I recall one battle where victory came with 3 HP remaining. Was it skill or madness that kept me standing?

7. Ochre Set: The Illusionist's Gambit

Against Yellow Wind Sage's tornadoes, this Raging Sandstorm set became my sanctuary. Those damage-reduced duplicates from A Pluck of Many chipped away at colossal health bars like persistent termites. Yet its glory was situational—like bringing a parasol to a meteor shower. I cherished it against glacier-slow bosses, but when swift enemies came? Back to the equipment menu. How ironic that armor focused on copies felt so uniquely niche.

6. Galeguard Set: The Dance of Perfect Dodges

Oh, the poetry of perfect dodges! This mid-game marvel from Stone Vanguard turned evasion into art. Each flawless sidestep showered me with Focus, weaving spells into combat like lyrical verses. That mythical upgrade's mana bonus after three consecutive dodges? Pure ecstasy against combo-happy foes. But one mistimed roll against Yaksha King taught me humility—flawless rhythm or broken bones, no middle ground. Can armor truly compensate for human error?

5. Iron Set: Unshakeable Foundation

Crafted after conquering Yin Tiger, this became my bastion for Rock Solid enthusiasts. Spell deflections boosting Focus felt like the game finally acknowledging defensive mastery. That cooldown reduction transformed battles into tactical symphonies—yet I rarely saw others wear it. Why does the community sleep on this parry-alternative gem? Perhaps we're too obsessed with flashy offense to appreciate steadfast resilience.

4. Yaksha Outrage: Glass Cannon Glory

Yaksha King's defeat gifted me this beautiful monster. Boosting Pillar Stance combos felt like wielding thunder—until I took equivalent damage. Keeping health low for maximum damage became a dangerous ballet. I'd clutch Life-Saving Strands like rosary beads, whispering prayers with every dodge. The adrenaline rush was addictive, but one miscalculation against Four Saints? Back to the last shrine. Is greatness worth perpetual proximity to death?

3. Bull King Set: The Immovable Object

This living fortress traded perfect dodges for staggering immunity—and oh, what liberation! No more flinching from combos when above half-health. Chill and burn resistance made fiery realms feel like warm baths. But abandoning evasion entirely? Like forgetting how to breathe. Against Erlang Shen's lightning strikes, I learned even fortresses crumble. Maybe true strength lies in balance, not extremes.

2. Pilgrim Set: The Wind's Embrace

Paired with Spider Celestial Staff, this transformed me into an agile tempest. Sprint-speed bonuses made exploration euphoric—racing cloud shadows across mountain ridges. That sprint-attack synergy felt like becoming the wind itself. But in cramped boss arenas? Like trying to dance in a coffin. Mobility versus confinement—doesn't every pilgrim face this paradox?

1. Monkey King Set: Becoming the Legend

After slaying Feng-Tail General, Gold Armored Rhino, and their brethren, claiming Jingubang at Water Curtain Cave felt like destiny. Health, stamina, critical boosts—all harmonized perfectly. Spell cooldowns shrinking after critical hits created explosive combat rhythms. But obtaining it post-finale? Like receiving wings after crossing the abyss. Now in New Game Plus, it's my crown jewel. Yet I sometimes wonder—does ultimate power diminish the struggle that made us strong?

These sets weren't just equipment; they were chapters in my becoming. Each forced adaptation, demanded sacrifice, whispered truths about my combat soul. The Ochre's situational brilliance, the Bull King's stubborn pride—they live in my muscle memory. Perhaps the greatest armor wasn't in the stats, but in the lessons forged through countless deaths. What will you become when the demons come knocking?