His eyes moved slightly, a cloak?
He looked at the Shadow of the Mist and conveyed his consciousness to it.
The next moment, the invisible sphere, one meter in diameter, flew to his back.
Then it twisted and slowly spread out into a cloak, draping just like that behind him.
Black as the base, with deep crimson markings on top.
The surface of the cloak flowed gently like water, inexplicably stylish.
It made Lear, already exceptional and outstanding, look even more stunning.
Lear gently flicked the cloak backward.
The cloak moved with the wind, the touch at this moment was almost like a solid, but softer.
Feeling greatly pleased.
A Level 14 Shadow of the Mist transforming into a cloak, this felt quite satisfying.
In the future encounters, with just a flick of the cloak, a silent black mist would be released, covering the sky.
The opponent's attributes would drop by 60%.
That's not all; the black mist could also condense into various weapons for attack.
