On the floating island.
Garen's new skill was, as always, a modified version.
Child of Death:
"Curses the target unit and continuously steals the enemy's HP for ten seconds."
"Curse effect: If a cursed unit is killed by you, that unit's soul will become enslaved to you."
Seeing that the original 35% percentage damage had been changed into the vague wording of "steals the enemy's HP," Garen knew that, like his other skills, this one had no fixed damage value. Its final effect depended on his own strength and the enemy's defense.
"Child of Death!"
Garen casually picked a large lizard trapped within the ice and used it as the subject of his new skill experiment.
This was a targeted single-target damage skill. There was no avoiding it.
Garen merely glanced at the giant lizard from afar, and a mass of ghastly pale light immediately coiled around its entire body.
The light was cold, gloomy, and evil, like a vicious ghost clinging to its victim.
The moment it appeared, a humanlike expression of panic surfaced on the giant lizard's ugly face.
Its entire body twisted uneasily as it futilely rammed against the solid ice. Under the entanglement of that dark light, the gleam in its eyes steadily dimmed.
This was the life-stealing power of Child of Death:
There was no bleeding, no injury—only an inexplicable chill that was bizarre and evil.
With every second the curse persisted, the unfortunate lizard could clearly feel its life slipping away.
At the same time, Garen could see the HP he had lost in battle slowly rising as the curse continued.
The enemy's life decreased second by second, while his own increased second by second.
It was utterly overbearing.
After getting a feel for the life-stealing effect of the skill, Garen swung his sword