The black and gold-veined armor appeared both ferocious and splendid, exuding a faint, Divine Power-like aura.
No one responded.
The surroundings were silent, unusually tranquil!
Luo Chaoyuan opened his mouth, unable to speak, as he was awestruck by this Divine Power, his mind in a haze.
Unconcerned with everything else, Chen Shouyi remained oblivious.
At this moment, he was already immersed in his own world, delightedly examining this new toy.
His will was intricately linked with the armor, a curious sensation, as if the entire armor was part of his body.
The armor snugly adhered to his body, seamlessly fitting.
Apart from his eyes, every part of him was enveloped inside, yet he could hardly feel its existence.
Warmth, comfort, and a profound sense of security.
