This kind of thing that Ain never thought of actually happened.

777 gold coins, if you don't get magic items through this way that good children don't want to learn, it is estimated that it is a bit reluctant to make a mage robe that can barely be seen.

Not to mention making some consumables, which may be used to transcribe scrolls with a slightly higher ring number, but they can't copy much.

And this legendary mage robe will shine even more brightly in his hand - you must know that Ain's spell slots are not only so many every day, if he can, he can empty his magic energy pool and build a vast number of spell slots - these spell slots can completely increase Ain's endurance, whether it is converted into output or into healing, it is handy.

Excited, Ain changed out of the ordinary robe he was wearing, which had no magical effect, and then put on the robe of the Great Sage that he had thought about for a long time.

A powerful aura of magical energy surged from the robes and then merged into Ain's body. Some turned into protection and surrounded Ain, and some turned into strength and merged into Ain's spirit.

Just by feeling that the color and style of this robe did not suit him, the whole robe was transformed—the original incomparably gorgeous golden brocade and the striking burgundy cloth seemed to disappear like a meteor in the sky.

And the transformed Great Sage Robe was just the appearance of an inferior robe of gray coarse cloth, with a faint fluctuation of magical energy - about the same as the robe given by Grian.

This kind of casual change made Aine feel the power of this robe.

But the mage also found that there seemed to be something that he couldn't control and understand, hidden in the robe.

"Perhaps, I need to condense my real name." It was only at this time that Aine recovered from that inflated self-confidence - indeed, his current strength was only with the help of external forces, and his own strength had no essential change at all.

After all, this is not a game world. It's not the virtual world that can't change the rules, even if it's extremely powerful.

In the virtual world of the game in the previous life, Ain could use the nobles to make a round of ten thousand moves, and directly kill a careless and powerful existence without setting a trigger spell. But in this real world. A truly strong person's control over the surroundings can completely allow Aine to do nothing even if he moves in one round.

Calming down, Aine picked up the only thing he had chosen this time. Maybe it was because of his bad luck, because he entered that secret room this time. He only found this strange object, which he couldn't understand himself—and the other strange things that he could understand, Aine didn't think it was particularly suitable for him.

Since you were originally fighting with 777 gold coins, you might as well choose one you haven't seen before......

That was Ain's idea, and he didn't even have much hope for this soft, crumbling film-like thing.

"Skin?" With the blessing of the legendary robe, Aine was able to identify the origin of the strange object almost smoothly, but the mage frowned at the information he had obtained about the strange object.

Because he hadn't even heard of such a thing in a game in his previous life.

He didn't even know how to describe such a thing. It seems to be a strange thing that can merge with the skin of living beings.

This strange thing called the Suppression Skin, in fact, whether it is the level of the item or the aura of magic energy, it is not superior, but the effect is not bad, especially when dealing with the caster, it is almost an unreasonable spell suppression effect.

If you combine it with the healing effect of the Great Sage's robe, if a spellcaster is a Plastic Energy Specialist, there is no way to do any damage to Ain.

This artifact, known as the Suppressive Skin, has no effect when not activated by the wearer. And every day. The wearer has three chances to activate the inhibition skin - the number of activations will return to three times each day at dawn.

But once activated, for a minute, it can be any spell, spell-like, psionic, or psion-like ability that works on you, regardless of whether it is harmful or buffed. All of its effects will be minimized - that is, all of these spells, psionic abilities, and abilities, if measured by a variable value, will automatically take a minimum when activating the inhibition skin.

However, if these spells, psionics, and abilities also specify other target creatures. The other target mobs will not be suppressed, and will continue to work as usual.

In fact, what Ain values most is not about the suppression effect of spells.

The suppression of psionic energy and various abilities is the preciousness of this strange thing.

But now there was a serious problem in front of Ain - how to wear this thing that he had never heard of in the game......

Know that these effects must be worn in order to trigger on yourself.

And it didn't seem like he had stripped off and put it on, because Aine didn't see anything to open at all...... After some fruitless attempts, Aine could only calm down and think of a solution.

For there was a small thought of doubt that had risen in his heart.

Using a trick to ignite a handful of Raven Grass, Ain used the spell of Truth Flash. Because Ain's current prophetic attainments have not yet reached the level of using prophecy to clarify things at will.

As the appearance of a giant spirit slowly emerged from the smoke of the crowgrass, Ain didn't even think about it, and directly said something like this: "If this energy suppression skin in my hand needs to be bound by my real name to wear, please answer yes, if you need magic energy fluctuations to match, please answer no." ”

- Aine is now wondering if this item is a standard demonic item that needs to be bound by his real name to use it. If that's the case, Aine would rather give up the good results of this skin.

Who knows if the maker of this strange thing can directly obtain the real name bound to this strange thing?

The djinn in the smoke fluctuated slightly, then fell into thought.

Perhaps the knowledge here is too obscure, or perhaps the answer is not one of the two questions, the djinn has been silent.

"If you can't answer, then you can choose to leave." Of course, Ain knew the possibility of such an answer, but after saying the command, the djinn showed no sign of leaving. (To be continued.) )