Chapter 47: Meeting The Chosen One
"I like that you get the Wizard archetype," Nero said out of nowhere as she watched Jung’s new Arc. After reading the description, he also shared the same feeling.
<White Beard
-Manifest white threads that can link in-range enemies together. Those opponents are bound and share the same status effect. If one bleeds, all of them will.
Jung exclaimed on his bed, almost falling out of it. "What the..." He read it twice and said to Nero, "It reminds me of Shadow Star."
"I thought the same thing," said the cat, leaving his heart and jumping on the bed.
"This is a great skill, and with your help, we can abuse it even more," Jung said, caressing Nero.
All in all, he had a great arsenal of abilities. His main damage dealer was the weapon he made from persona, and based on how oppressive the enemy was, his output increased even more.
Furthermore, he had the means to fight against blood loss and change his identity to Balatro.
Thinking about that made Jung’s heart flutter, growing his desire to meet players and spread his name once again. However, he had some stuff to do, as being a Messiah came first, yet he had no plans of forgetting players.
They were his sidekicks, the huge channel to get a good amount of pills, and, most importantly, players were losers who entertained him.
Jung’s other ability was his mental and physical resistance and the instrument to influence others.