Life Should Be Cast to Flames
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EruditionBase Stats
Base Attack
582
Base HP
953
Base DEF
529
Weapon Skill：Smelt
At the start of the wearer's turn, regenerates 10 Energy. If the enemy target has a Weakness implanted by the wearer, increases the wearer's DMG dealt to it by 60% / 70% / 80% / 90% / 100% .
When enemy targets are attacked by the wearer, the wearer decreases its DEF by12% / 15% / 18% / 21% / 24% , lasting for 2 turn(s). The same types of effects cannot stack.
Hidden Stat: 0.0
When enemy targets are attacked by the wearer, the wearer decreases its DEF by
Hidden Stat: 0.0
Weapon Story
In that hidden experiment, various illusions constantly surged forward, pulling at his steps.
The seductive whispers beckoned him to give up on that treacherous topic, for what reason was there to gamble his life?
The cold, threatening voice declared that those who walk the edge of life and death will ultimately burn their lives away.
Then there were the angry accusations, shouting to cast the blasphemer — the one who had desecrated the gods — into an execution grounds most cruel.
"The performance of life, too, must eventually reach the curtain call."
He closed his eyes, grasped the divine flame, and let the pain drown his fading soul.
First, his resolute gaze. Then, his beating heart. The complete soul... He threw himself willingly into that most pure and intense flame to be used for the smelting—
The voices bubbled and then became silent.
In the darkness, the brilliant truth began to take shape in his hands.
The seductive whispers beckoned him to give up on that treacherous topic, for what reason was there to gamble his life?
The cold, threatening voice declared that those who walk the edge of life and death will ultimately burn their lives away.
Then there were the angry accusations, shouting to cast the blasphemer — the one who had desecrated the gods — into an execution grounds most cruel.
"The performance of life, too, must eventually reach the curtain call."
He closed his eyes, grasped the divine flame, and let the pain drown his fading soul.
First, his resolute gaze. Then, his beating heart. The complete soul... He threw himself willingly into that most pure and intense flame to be used for the smelting—
The voices bubbled and then became silent.
In the darkness, the brilliant truth began to take shape in his hands.
