"Necro Curse"
"Does this count as using poison to fight poison, or exploiting a bug?"
Silent for a long while.
Lin An lowered his head and looked at his wrist. A mark, like a scar seared into him with a branding iron, had appeared there.
Against his smooth, jade-like wrist, it was particularly glaring.
This was the mark left by the Necro Curse.
Under the Curse, this shallow scar had actually stopped his powerful Self-healing Ability.
One could glimpse the whole picture from a single detail. This alone was enough to prove how terrifying this thing was.
With a sigh, Lin An gave a bitter laugh. At this moment, there was probably no one in the entire Stellar Battlefield whose feelings were more complicated than his.
Based on the information and deductions he had, he had already roughly guessed what had happened to him.
His resurrection from death was a miracle filled with errors.
"I died."
"When the System found the Necro Curse, I was already in a state of death. Not only that, the Necro Curse it found couldn't actually save me. The System searched for this thing purely because it was the cheapest Soul recovery item, and the only one I could afford."
Lin An looked at the least conspicuous description of the Necro Curse with mixed feelings.
(Because of the soul-gathering effect, after use, it will grant the target a basic soul-enhancement effect.)
It was this description that made the System determine that it was something he could use.
But in reality, this effect of the Necro Curse was practically useless and could not be considered a recovery item.
According to this thing's purpose, strengthening an enemy's soul essentially meant making the enemy endure more pain.
It was like how, before interrogating a captive, one would usually