“Damn.”
Weed felt his eyes getting watery.
‘I’m as weak as the amount of tears I let out. I’ll never cry.’
He gritted his teeth and endured. This time his pain wouldn’t stay much longer.
His body was weak all over and his Life status was still decreasing.
He was alive so far thanks to his monstrous amount of Endurance, but soon, he would die.
He just had to wait a bit for the nausea to die, and then he too will die completely.
Only, death is not the end.
Right away, a special skill activates as a Blood Necromancer.