The Withered Puppet...

Ding!

+5 exp points!

+5 exp points!

Absorbing the imperceptible despair and fear that escaped from the gaps of the withered corpse, Leo revealed an intoxicated expression on his face, curling his lips as he slowly opened his eyes... Finally gaining a bit of his senses as his consciousness slowly regains its usual tranquillity and serenity.

However, although that was the case, the cruelty in his eyes was still present as he was unable to conceal the coldness within- making beings who looked at it feel instinctively fear toward their souls...

Furthermore, his being was subconsciously releasing a negative imperceptible aura, mainly containing decay, bad luck, and death energy that slowly corroded the things around him. Slowly making the soil beneath him dry and withered due to the lack of nutrients and water within them- dying and evaporating due to his debuffed passive skill that he couldn't control...