Vol 2 Chapter 767: Blood night shelter

Chapter 767 Blood Night Shelter
Anger thought for a long time and didn't figure it out. He even wanted to re-smelt a try. However, due to the scarcity of materials, at this time on the mainland dominated by mortals, there is no way to supplement the materials, he can only give up.
At least, this effect is better than no effect.
Anger once again put his gaze on the cloak in front of him, the pure black bottom, embroidered with a light dark gold pattern, and the wind blew the golden grain floating movement.
The inner tank is bright red, and the fur of the superior fire rat is selected, which has the function of self-cleaning and constant temperature.
The golden shoulder seal is a single right shoulder with a teardrop-like crystal at the end.
This crystal is both a hanging ornament and a treasure with sub-space nature. The cloak can be gathered in the crystal at any time. At the same time, the power source of the cloak is also inside the crystal.
Although the overall style of the cloak is only black, dark gold and bright red, these three colors just belong to the color of the aristocracy, plus the golden hanging on the underside, the final effect is also very good.
More in line with Angel's aesthetic, neither swaying nor bleak.
For the whole cloak, Angel is satisfied with himself. However, the original designer of the cloak - nano, is estimated to be a gas jumper. Because the original Anger and Nano before the determination of the drawings, the nano-finished case is bright purple in the liner, the bottom grass is green, and the hanging pattern is in positive red.
Such a bold and wonderful use of color, probably only the nano dare to wear out.
The appearance and effect of the cloak are very satisfactory. What needs to be tested now is the endurance of the blank poem when it is opened.
Anger took a magic crystal from the bracelet and placed it near the teardrop pendant. Only the magic crystal melted into the teardrop ornament.
As the power source gradually filled, the teardrop pendant suddenly began to flash a faint golden glow.
After wearing the cloak, Angel launched the "blank poetry" magic energy array. At the same time, the golden brilliance on the teardrop pendants turned into countless strips of light and blended into the cloak.
Under the aura of the blank poem, Anger did not feel any change around him, nor did he have any energy fluctuations, but he gave birth to an inexplicable sense of peace.
If the energy in the magic crystal is not found to be falling, he does not even find that the blank poem is working.
According to the frequency of the decline of energy in the magic crystal, Anger roughly calculated that in the case of full opening of the blank poem, a magic crystal can be estimated for three days.
A magic crystal can last for more than 70 hours and looks good. But when you calculate it carefully, you know how big it is.
Because no one knows when the prophet will predict him, so for his own safety and for the safety of his family, Angel must wear it for a long time and can't take it for a moment.
It is equal to say that every three days he has to replace a magic crystal, and even consume the magic crystal, there is a 99% possibility, and did not play any role.
It’s all about burning money!
If you change any apprentice, it is estimated that you can't hold the speed of this kind of white money.
Fortunately, there are still a lot of magic crystals on Anger, even if it is maintained for a long time. However, Anger still feels a little distressed...
Since the magical energy of the blank poem has been opened, Angel has no intention of closing it again. From now on, he will always maintain the maximum effect of the blank poem.
Fortunately, the blank poem is a halo effect, and Angel does not have to wear it on twenty-four hours.
The cloak is in the teardrop pendant and still works. However, the scope of the aura will be greatly reduced, and only one person can be blocked.
"The test is over." Anger stretched out, took out his personal handwriting, and began recording the refining income today.
Among them, Anger focused on the Cassini people, and the special effects of the cloak inexplicably. These issues need to be resolved in the future.
When Angel finished his pen, he took a name for the cloak.
- Blood night shelter.
The cover of the cloak is the color of the night, the inner liner is the red of the blood, and the effect is not prying into the prophetic technique. Therefore, Angel named it.
He felt very beautiful in his own right, and until he re-read his hand in the future, he would feel that he had more than two.
The refining of blood night shelter means that he has no worries for the time being, and it is basically impossible for the mouse ants to find him underground. The tight heartstrings finally relax, plus the sense of peace of mind given by the "blank poem", and Angel's rare night's sleep.
The dream was blank and comfortable as if to return to the mother's arms.
The gentle humming sound, whispering in the ear, like a scorpio, dispels all the invasion of negative evil.
The next morning, Angel's spirit was unprecedented, and the trivial and cumbersome thinking disappeared. This moment is like a new life. Angel recalled the dream of last night, and some faint understanding of why this magic energy array would be called "blank poetry".
It is still a day of heavy snow.
After Anger got up, he drove Gondola directly to an unmanned mountain range thousands of miles away from the music-song city. He found a flat and secluded place. Anger took out various materials and alchemy tools and started. Today's alchemy.
When the alchemy came halfway, there was another sign of alchemy.
However, this time, Angel has been familiar with it and easily passed it. As the sign of the disappearance disappeared, he had a gray feather in front of him that seemed to be incompatible with the world.
This is a feather specially made for Toby. It is opposite to the snow-bearing feather. Anger is named: Dark Feather.
The grade is the first grade.
Previously, whether it was a mouse ant underground meeting or a Jetway, the reason why the discovery of Anger was because Toby’s presence was too strong.
Therefore, Anger specially refines this dark feather, which is characterized by "infinite silence." If it is Toby's re-tracking task, it will not be easily discovered.
The dark feathers were placed in the chest feathers under the neck, and the color perfectly blended with the surroundings. At the same time, Toby's presence was slowly weakened.
If it is not Anger who always looks at Toby, it is estimated that Toby will be ignored.
"Let's go, get ready to leave." Angel recalled Toby, who was excited about the new toy, and re-entered Gondola.
After refining the dark feathers, this is already the case, and Angel is going to leave the city of music.
He came to the music market, the original purpose was to find Lucas's clues, but unfortunately he found nothing for a long time, and Jetway was still eyeing, and he finally gave up the matter of continuing to blend Lucas.
Here, he can not find the talent, continue to stay in the music market is also a waste of time, it is better to go to the city of Moon, go to Dulu to leave the continent of Ferran.
However, before leaving, Angel was still preparing to return to the Earl of New Ross.
He had promised Nite before, and he would give him the light blue water before he left, and naturally he would not say anything.
Gondola is very fast, and came to White Oak Mountain in less than a few minutes. Anger put away Gondola, flying boots and stepping on it, heading for the Earl of New Ross
After a long while, Angel came to the Earl's House, wrapped in silver, suspended in the air, and the night behind him sheltered in the snow.
When the spirit was swept away, he found a nit in the backyard talking to a young girl.
Anger fell directly to Nite.
Nit was shocked first, but after reacting, he immediately stepped forward and bowed to Angel with the girl.
"Adult, do you have anything to tell?" Nite respectfully said.
Anger glanced at him and looked at the girl next to him. Both of them had a little blush on their faces, and there was a stir between the eyes.
"It seems that I am a good thing to bother you," Angel said with a smile.
Nite coughed twice: "The adults laughed, I and Sanna are just, just..."
Nite couldn't speak for a long time, but instead dressed in a plain girl Sanna said: "The distinguished wizard, I am just the gardener of the Snow Garden, and has nothing to do with Master Nite."
Nite immediately shook his head: "Sanna, I am really right for you..."
Sanna's expression is a little bleak, she is only a servant, but Nite is a noble aristocrat, even if they are affectionate, it is difficult to stay away from each other.
Anger just looked at it for a while, and generally understood the story of the dog blood. The aristocratic young master and the gardener’s daughter fell in love at first sight.
"Okay, your business, you solve it yourself." Anger interrupted the interaction between the two dogs, and said to Nite: "I am here to give you this."
A bottle of light blue liquid fell into the hands of Nit.
When Nit saw the bottle, there was a slight surprise in his eyes, and he thanked Angel. Anger waved his hand to stop him, then turned to look at Sanna: "You just said, you are the gardener of Shelley Park?"
Sanna nodded.
Angge’s expression suddenly became a bit weird. In Muya’s hand-written volume, it was clearly recorded that Muya loved Shelley’s flowers all his life, so he lived in Shelley Park for life.
Is this Shelley Park the same as the Shelley Park?

Where is Shelley Park?
asked Angel.
Waiting for Sanna to answer, Nite said: "Adult, here is the Shelley Park."
Anger looked around this field, and there was no building. There was only a purple flower that stood upright in the proud snow. This is Shelley flower.
Suddenly, Angle's gaze was fixed in the corner.
There was a well covered in hay.
In the heart of Anger, he took back his sight and looked at Nite: "When did your family start to settle here?"
Nite stunned, and did not understand how Pat’s adult suddenly cared about the New Ross family. Although he was puzzled, his reaction was not slow:
In the past three thousand years, the Anjou war has been constantly going on, but it has never spread to the music market. Although our territory is thousands of miles away from the winter collar, our new Ross family has been settled here since the Shuojin era."
"That is, you lived here three thousand years ago?"
Ni features nodded: "Yes."
(End of this chapter)