Chapter 585: Team
The eyes of Vlad, Ouroburo, and Fafnir widened in awe as they watched the armor and weapons materialize in midair. Entirely black, their craftsmanship was nothing short of divine, each piece exuding a sense of unparalleled strength and purpose. The armor and weapons were clearly designed for them, perfectly tailored to complement their physiques, combat styles, and abilities.
Since it was evident that the small yellow cat had specifically forged these artifacts for them, the trio wasted no time on ceremonial formalities. With disciplined efficiency, they reached out and channeled their energy into the treasures.
The moment their energy touched the armors, the mystical creations trembled as if acknowledging their rightful owners. Then, as if possessing sentience, the armor pieces flew toward them, assembling on their bodies with perfect precision.
Vlad’s armor encompassed his entire body, save for his eyes, which gleamed with sharp focus. The armor, composed of interlocking plates, seamlessly adjusted to his joints, allowing unrestricted movement. He could immediately sense the armor’s resilience—it was far stronger than even his reinforced skin. But that wasn’t all. Vlad quickly realized that it not only enhanced his defense but also bolstered his strength, granting him greater power with every motion.
"Amazing," Vlad murmured, admiration evident in his tone.
However, his focus quickly shifted to the sword that had accompanied the armor. The blade was as dark as the void, slender yet lethal. More than a sword, it bore a resemblance to a katana—its edge so razor-sharp that it seemed to cut the very air just by existing. The moment Vlad grasped its hilt, his eyes narrowed.
The weapon did not drain his energy like ordinary enchanted blades. Instead, it merged flawlessly with his natural energy flow, making it an extension of his being. He did not need to force energy into it; rather, the blade resonated with him, becoming an intrinsic part of his combat potential.
Nearby, the Depravita of Envy was equally captivated by his newly obtained battle gear. His armor, unlike Vlad’s, was heavily plated, offering an immense level of protection. Every inch of his massive dragon body was covered in thick, reinforced plating, emphasizing raw durability.
His claws, now encased in special gauntlets, glowed faintly with arcane energy, enhancing his already overwhelming destructive power. His boots, too, were reinforced, allowing him to channel devastating force into his strikes. But the most striking feature of his equipment was the pair of forearm shields—small, yet with razor-sharp edges capable of piercing through even the strongest defenses. The shields were also infused with powerful enchantments, their composition so resilient that they could block even Sage-Tier attacks.