Chapter 673: First Floor
To be honest, the armor on Michael right now would not be able to handle any real damage that could harm him. At his current level, the suit was more symbolic than functional. If something was strong enough to injure him, the armor would shatter before it made any difference.
If anything, wearing it was simply to look the part.
Because if he did not wear it, he would stand out even more than Rynne.
A mage walking into a realm filled with monsters and hostile creatures while wearing nothing but a loose robe would draw too many eyes.
So the armor remained on him.
Michael looked around at his environment.
The outpost was far more crowded than before. At this point, the number of students from all the awakener academies in Aurora that would be entering Hell had finally gathered, turning the entire space into a lively place.
Most students had already stored their academy robes away. Without the crests and colors that usually marked their identities, it was almost impossible to tell who belonged to which academy unless they were standing with their own groups.
But it did not matter.
Everyone here was human.
In Hell, academy rivalry meant nothing. Down there, they were on one side and everything else was on the other.
Michael heard an instructor nearby reminding a cluster of students of the rules. The man spoke loudly enough that the message spread to those around him.