Volume 2 Pull and Walk Chapter 72 Night Robes

As the brand-new flame in Luo Mu's hand slowly flew up, blending into the flames on the giant pillar, the flame jumped, the sky was suddenly clear, and the last trace of black fog was completely dispelled, and the violent cheers and applause suddenly resounded throughout the Torch Square, the twists and turns of the Black Mist Festival made everyone feast their eyes, and the cheers of the students of the inferior Eighth Academy were particularly enthusiastic, and the slaps were all red, Luo Mu stood on the highest hall of honor of the Black Mist Festival for the first time as a student of the inferior college, and all the students of the inferior Eighth Academy felt honored, and it was not surprising that they were so excited, before thatIt is extremely rare for a student of the Eighth Academy of Inferior Grades to complete the Black Mist Festival as a member of the Student Council, and the Dragon Blood Guild has never done it once.

The members of the student union and the dragon blood club stood behind Luo Mu, the faces of the members of the student union were quite reasonable, but the members of the dragon blood club had already become gloomy, and Frodice left as soon as he arrived at the Torch Square, he was seriously injured, and a simple package of roots did not have any effect, and it was rare to be able to persist in gambling with Luo Mu after the game.

William listened to the applause and cheers around him with a calm face, no one knew what he was thinking in his heart, Luo Mu turned around, looked at the jubilant crowd, listening to these cheers that belonged to him alone, with a slight smile on his face, he was still not used to the feeling of being so exposed to the eyes of others, but now he was really happy, not only because he was able to overcome many difficulties and really stand here, but also he really felt the heartfelt appreciation of everyone in the field.

Suddenly, the cheers suddenly became high, Luo Mu turned his head, and there was a woman floating in the air in front of him, the woman was wearing a printed robe, the waves on her chest were about to come out, she pinched the slender pipe in her hand and took a slight puff, and a long smoke dragon spit out from her scarlet lips, it was Monet, Monet seemed to be extremely popular among Nogres, as soon as she appeared, she directly brought the atmosphere on the Torch Square to another climax, Monet smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and pressed down, the cheers suddenly gradually weakened, no one will forget her identity because of Monet's beauty, the dean of Beichi Academy。

And all the students on the Flame Square know in their hearts that the most exciting time of the Black Mist Festival is coming, that is, the prize for the winner, each Black Mist Festival will be personally selected by the headmaster Helga as a tribute to the warrior who brought light to Nogres, this reward will be sealed before it is publicly awarded, everyone does not know what it is, but countless years of experience have made everyone know that this reward is definitely a treasure that no one can refuse, and it is often selected by Principal Helga for the winner, in addition to being extremely suitable, it has unparalleled commemorative significance。

The prizes are often indefinite, cultivation auxiliary potions, horcruxes, and even soul beasts will occasionally appear, so at this time of year, all the students will stay here with great enthusiasm, even if they can't get it, it seems that they can feast their eyes, Monet waited for the cheers in the torch square to gradually dissipate, and said with a smile, "I know everyone is in a hurry, and I don't buy it"

Monet said, with a slight wave of his hand, a little silver light suddenly emitted from her slender white fingertips, and a golden square suddenly appeared in mid-air, and the golden square exuded an indescribable coercion as soon as it appeared, this coercion came entirely from the cube itself, this cube was made by Helga himself, just a container carrying the reward was so powerful, Luo Mu swallowed lightly, he also began to be a little curious about what the reward was, at the beginning he didn't care about the prize at all, and even now he really stood here It was a little unbelievable。

With Monet waving his finger, the golden square slowly rotated in the air, and as the square rotated, the golden light in the air became more and more abundant, and finally the golden light reached a pole, and suddenly exploded into a golden mist, and a black robe floated gently in the golden light, and then slowly floated down, falling into Luo Mu's hand, Luo Mu's hand just touched the robe, as if a tremor rose from the heart, as if Luo Mu and this robe had known each other for a long time.

I don't know what material this robe is made of, it is still slowly flowing like water in Luo Mu's hands, the robe is black all over, without any decoration, only a silver button engraved with strange runes around the neck, Monet looked at the robe, and there was a trace of surprise in his eyes, just as soon as the robe fell into Luo Mu's hand, a surprised and uncertain voice suddenly sounded, "That... That's the Night Robe?!"

Monet glanced in that direction, looked at Luo Mu with some hesitation, I don't know which student's voice suddenly made a group of people who also vaguely recognized the origin of the robe also reacted, their faces became wonderful, Monet slowly fell in front of Luo Mu, and said a little unbearably, "Luo Mu, although I don't know why the principal chose this robe for you, but you don't take any risks, if there is something unusual after wearing it, you must take it off immediately, I can help you change a prize"

Luo Mu raised his head with some doubts, looked at Monet and asked, "Is there anything wrong with this robe?" Monet was speechless for a while, looking at the robe with a little hesitation, and suddenly, William stepped forward and said, "Teacher Monet, let me tell you" Monet sighed and nodded, William looked at the night robe and said" Night robe, desolate rank medium soul armor, the origin is unknown, it is rumored to be a remnant of ancient horcruxes, no one knows who made it, and this robe has obviously been seriously damaged, otherwise it is very likely to far surpass the desolate rank with its texture and unique ability, and some people even suspect that it is a legendary saint-level soul armor, because this robe can cancel out all the damage suffered by the person wearing it, thirty percent"

Hearing William's words, Luo Mu couldn't help but tremble violently, counteracting Sancheng! This is simply a miracle, it is completely conceivable that the soul master wearing this robe is simply anyone's nightmare, this kind of defensive ability has completely exceeded Luo Mu's imagination! William paused and continued, "Of course, since the night robe has a rank, it must also have its limit, and not any attack can be unconditionally weakened."

Luo Mu nodded, it is true, and if a soul saint attacks Luo Mu now, regardless of whether the night robe can withstand it or not, even if the night robe is successfully weakened, but the remaining seventy percent is enough to kill Luo Mu many times, and naturally there is no meaning, so the biggest horror of this robe is that it is used when the difference in strength is not too outrageous.

"But until now, no one knows where the limit of this robe is, because when it first appeared, it did not have such a grade, when this night robe first appeared, it was only the first level of the spirit level, but after so many years, it has now slowly become the upper grade of the desolate level."

When William said this, his words gradually became difficult, he looked at Luo Mu, who was a little puzzled, and said, "Because this robe will devour the Soul Master" Luo Mu heard William's words, his eyes trembled, he frowned, looked at the night robe in his hand, and repeated in surprise, "Devouring the Soul Master?" William looked at the night robe and nodded, and said" When this robe is put on for the first time, it seems that there will be a choice, that is, whether the person who wears it is qualified to be its master, and the rules of its choice have not been figured out so far, if the choice is successful, then you will always have this robe until the day you die, but if the choice fails, you will be directly devoured by this robe and become the nourishment for its promotion, until now, no one is spared"

Luo Mu frowned and asked, "No one has been spared, how many people have been devoured by it?" William sighed lightly and said, "You must think clearly, with your strength, there is no possibility of escaping at all, it is recorded, the last soul master devoured by this night robe is a middle-level soul king" Luo Mu finally couldn't keep his composure anymore, and exclaimed, "Soul King?!" William nodded, Luo Mu also read other looks from William's eyes, and then thought of William's initiative to ask Ying to introduce this robe before, it is likely that the middle-level soul king has a lot to do with William, but William did not elaborate.

William said so much, Luo Mu also roughly understood the strangeness of this robe, and couldn't help but be a little undecided, William said again, "I heard that the night robe has many wonderful uses, but then only those who have its approval can know, however, I suggest that you really don't need to try, this is really too dangerous" Monet stood aside, and gently spit out a long smoke dragon, and asked, "Luo Mu, give me an answer"

When William introduced this robe to Luo Mu just now, almost no one left in the Torch Square, everyone wanted to know how Luo Mu would choose, Luo Mu looked at the night robe in his hand, the robe was still flowing slightly like water, Luo Mu seemed to have a vague feeling, this robe appeared here because of him, there is no more suitable for his soul armor than this robe, Luo Mu seemed to have an inexplicable voice in his heart that was constantly encouraging him.

Luo Mu tilted his head slightly, looked at Monet and said, "I want to try" Monet was slightly stunned, and then nodded, William sighed lightly, and said, "I wish you success" The field was suddenly quiet, Luo Mu seemed to have someone who could whisper, "Damn! He really wants to wear this terrible robe!" But Luo Mu has always trusted his instincts, he doesn't know why, he feels very kind when he looks at this robe.

Monet retreated slightly, William also turned back to the ranks of the student union, at this moment everyone's eyes were once again focused on Luo Mu, Luo Mu gently unfolded the night robe, this robe did not even have a shadow under the sun at this moment, as if it did not exist in this world at all, it was the night, it was the shadow itself.

Luo Mu looked at this robe, but his heart did not wave, he shook it lightly, and draped the night robe on his body, as if hugging a kind old friend.