Chen Yi, still not yet on the ground, looked gloomily at the Yin-Yang Magic Robe and Finale of Fire.
"No wonder that Dwarf's business is so good. We haven't even fought that many times, and my wallet is already about to give out."
Fire Dragon nodded in agreement.
"Ao... ao!"
Its Armor of Arrogance was also covered in gashes.
All of that needed money to repair.
Chen Yi shook his head. What a loss.
The Mana consumed within his body triggered the regeneration ability gained from enhancing the Yin-Yang Magic Robe to +12. The robe, which looked like shredded cloth, slowly repaired itself somewhat.
Being able to raise defense did not mean the equipment's defense was higher than that of a powerful fighter.
When Chen Yi and Fire Dragon wore equipment, it was like covering an alloy exterior with a layer of wooden boards.
Equipment was useful.
But compared to the bodies of powerful fighters, equipment was still somewhat fragile.
Just as the two lamented their losses, Chuka hopped out with a smug expression. "Ta-da! My Magic Tool is still fine, and after my constant nurturing, it's already Epic quality!"
Chen Yi rubbed the cat's head hard. How had this cat become a Child of the Stars?
It had no emotional intelligence at all.
"Your mission failed. One month of rations deducted."
The smile vanished from Chuka's face.
Wait, this still wasn't over?
Seeing Chuka's frozen smile, Chen Yi's mood improved considerably.
The main body of the Magic Tool was still intact, so it would not affect spellcasting.
The main issue was that all the skill cards inside the Magic Tool had been torn apart. Ordinary skill cards did not matter much; he could simply spend some time printing them again.
What pained Chen Yi was the Saint Spirit grade