Angel couldn't figure it out after thinking for a long time. He even wanted to try to refine one again. However, due to the scarcity of materials, and being in a continent dominated by mortals at this time, there was no way to replenish the materials. In the end, he could only
Give up.
At least, having this effect is better than not having any effect.
Angel once again focused his attention on the cloak in front of him. The pure black bottom was embroidered with faint dark gold patterns. When the wind blew, there were faint golden patterns floating and moving.
The inner tank is bright red and made of fine fire rat fur, which has the functions of self-cleaning and constant temperature.
The golden shoulder bag is for one right shoulder, and is decorated with a crystal that looks like a teardrop at the end.
This crystal is not only a pendant, but also a treasure with subspace properties. The cloak can be bundled in the crystal at any time. At the same time, the power source of the cloak is also inside the crystal.
Although the cloak as a whole is only black, dark gold and bright red, these three colors happen to belong to the aristocratic colors. Coupled with the golden hanging pattern on the bottom, the final effect is also very good.
It is more in line with Angel's aesthetic, neither ostentatious nor gloomy.
Angel himself was satisfied with the overall appearance of the cloak. However, Nano, the original designer of the cloak, was probably furious. Because before Angel and Nano finalized the drawings, Nano's final decision was that the inner liner was bright purple, and the bottom surface was bright purple.
The color is grass green, and the hanging pattern is in true red.
Such a bold and bizarre use of color is probably something only Nano would dare to wear.
Angel is currently very satisfied with the appearance and effect of the cloak. What needs to be tested now is the battery life of Blank Poetry when it is turned on.
Angel took out a magic crystal from his bracelet and placed it near the teardrop pendant. The magic crystal naturally melted into the teardrop pendant.
As the power source gradually filled up, the teardrop pendant suddenly began to shine with a faint golden light.
After putting on the cloak, Angel activated the "Blank Poetry" magic energy array. At the same time, the golden light on the teardrop pendant turned into countless light strips and blended into the cloak.
Under the halo of Blank Poetry, Angel didn't feel any changes in his surroundings, nor any energy fluctuations, but he felt an inexplicable sense of peace of mind.
If he hadn't discovered that the energy in the magic crystal was constantly slipping, he wouldn't even have noticed that the blank poem was taking effect.
Based on the frequency of energy decline in the magic crystal, Angel roughly calculated that when the Blank Poem is fully activated, one magic crystal can last for three days.
A magic crystal can last for more than 70 hours, which seems good. But if you calculate it carefully, you will know how huge this is.
Because no one knows when the prophetic wizard will predict him, for his own safety and the safety of his family, Angel must wear it for a long time and cannot take it off for a moment.
This means that he has to replace a magic crystal every three days, and there is a 99% chance that the magic crystal he consumes will not play any role.
It’s a complete waste of money!
No other apprentice would be able to sustain this rate of wasting money.
Fortunately, there are still a lot of magic crystals in Angel's body, so there will be no problem even if it is maintained for a long time. However, Angel still feels a little distressed...
Now that the magic energy array of the Blank Poem has been opened, Angel has no intention of closing it again, and is planning to maintain the maximum effect of the Blank Poem from now on.
Fortunately, Blank Poem has a halo effect, so Angel doesn't have to wear it around the clock.
If the cloak is stored in the teardrop pendant, it will still be effective. However, the range of the halo will be greatly reduced, and it can only shield him.
"The test is over." Angel stretched out, took out his personal notebook, and began to record today's refining results.
Among them, Angel focused on recording Cassini and the inexplicable special effects of the cloak. These issues need to be solved in the future.
When Ingres finally finished writing, he gave the cloak a name.
Bloody Night Shelter.
The outer cover of the cloak is the color of night, and the inner liner is the red of blood. The effect is that it is protected from the prying eyes of prophecy. Therefore, Angel named it like this.
He felt quite pleased with himself, and it would not be until he read the notes again in the future that he would realize how bad he was at that time.
The refinement of Blood Night Shelter means that he has no worries for the time being. It is almost impossible for rats and ants to find him underground. The tense heartstrings finally relaxed, and coupled with the sense of peace of mind given by the "Blank Poem", An An
Geer had a rare night's sleep.
There was a blank space in the dream, and I felt as comfortable as returning to my mother's arms.
Gentle chanting, whispered in the ears, is like the sound of nature, driving away all negative and evil invasion.
Early the next morning, Angel's spirit was as good as ever, and all the trivial and complicated thoughts disappeared. It was like being reborn at this moment. Angel recalled his dream last night, and he vaguely understood the purpose of this magic energy array.
It will be called "Blank Poem".
It's still a snowy day.
After Angel got up, he drove the gondola directly to an uninhabited mountain range thousands of miles away from Lost Music City. He found a flat and secluded place. Angel took out various materials and alchemy tools and started.
Today’s alchemy.
Halfway through the alchemy process, another alchemical sign appeared.
But this time, Angel was already familiar with the abnormal sign and got through it easily. As the abnormal sign disappeared, there was a gray feather in front of him that seemed to be incompatible with the world.
This is a feather specially refined for Toby. It is opposite to the Feather of Snow. Angel named it: Feather of Darkness.
The level is beginner to intermediate.
Previously, whether it was the members of the Rat Underground Guild or Jiebo, the reason why they discovered Angel's traces was because Toby's sense of presence was too strong.
Therefore, Angel specially refined this feather of darkness, with "boundless silence" engraved on it. If Toby goes on a tracking mission again in the future, he will no longer be easily discovered.
The feather of darkness was placed in the chest feathers under Toby's neck, and the color blended perfectly with the surroundings. At the same time, Toby's sense of existence was slowly weakened.
If Angel hadn't been watching Toby all the time, he would have ignored Toby unconsciously.
"Let's go, get ready to leave." Angel recalled Toby, who was excited about getting a new toy, and got back on the gondola.
After completing the refining of the Dark Feather, Angel decided to leave Lost Music City.
His original purpose of coming to Lost Music City was to look for clues about Lucas, but unfortunately he couldn't find anything after searching for a long time. Since there were eyes and ears on Jiebo's side, he finally gave up on continuing to interfere with Lucas.
Here, he couldn't find anyone with talent. It would be a waste of time to stay in Lost Music City. It would be better to go to Yuese City as soon as possible, take Dulu and leave the Felan continent.
However, before leaving, Angel still planned to go back to the Earl of New Ross Mansion.
He had promised Nite before that he would give him the light blue water before leaving, so naturally he would not break his promise.
The gondola was very fast and arrived at White Oak Mountain in less than a few minutes. Angel put away the gondola, stepped on it with flying boots, and headed towards the Earl of New Ross's Palace.
After a while, Angel arrived at the Earl's Mansion wrapped in silver, suspended in mid-air, and the Bloody Night Shelter behind him roared fiercely in the snowy wind.
As soon as his mental energy swept away, he found Nite chatting and laughing with a girl in the backyard.
Angel fell directly next to Nite.
Nite was startled at first, but after reacting, he immediately stepped forward and bowed to Angel together with the girl.
"Sir, do you have anything to tell me?" Nite said respectfully.
Angel glanced at him and then at the girl next to him. Both of their faces were slightly blushing, and their eyes were filled with ambiguity.
"It seems that I have disturbed your good business." Angel smiled.
Nite coughed twice: "Sir, you are joking. Sanna and I are just, just..."
Nite was speechless for a long time, but Sanna, a young girl dressed in simple clothes, said: "Dear wizard, I am just the gardener of the Snow Garden and have nothing to do with Master Nite."
Nite immediately shook his head: "Sanna, I really treat you..."
Sanna's expression was a little gloomy. She was just a servant, but Nite was a noble young master. Even if they were in love with each other, it would be difficult for them to be together without any barriers.
Angel just watched it for a while and roughly understood the bloody story, the love at first sight between the noble young master and the gardener's daughter.
"Okay, you can handle your matters by yourselves." Angel interrupted the interaction between the two of them and said to Nite, "I came here this time to give this to you."
A bottle filled with light blue liquid fell into Nite's hands.
When Nite saw the bottle, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he thanked Angel repeatedly. Angel waved his hand to signal him to stop, then turned to look at Sanna: "You just said that you are the gardener of Shelley Garden?"
Sanna nodded.
Angel's expression suddenly became strange. In Mu Ya's manuscript, it was clearly recorded that Mu Ya loved Shelley flowers all her life, so she lived in Shelley Garden all her life.
Is this Shelley Garden the same as that Shelley Garden?
"Where is Shelley Park?" Angel asked.
Before Sanna could answer, Nite said: "Sir, this is Shelley Garden."
Angel looked around the garden. There were no buildings, only purple flowers that stood erect in the snow. These were the Shelley flowers.
Suddenly, Angel's eyes focused on one corner.
There is a well covered by dead grass.
Angel's heart moved, and he withdrew his gaze and looked at Nite: "When did your family start to settle here?"
Nite was stunned and didn't understand why Mr. Pat suddenly became concerned about the New Ross family. Although he was confused, his reaction was not slow: "For three thousand years, the Anjou Dynasty has been in constant war, but it has never affected the city of Losege.
.Although our territory is thousands of miles away in the Winter Territory, the direct descendants of our New Ross family have been settling here since the Shuojin era."
"In other words, you lived here three thousand years ago?"