Lantern Support | Natural Passive
Butterfly Shadow | Ability 1 | Passive
When attacking non-shikigami units, used MP will be decreased to 9+6% of current MP. Damage decreases down to 60% when attacking minions.
Ghostly Light | Ability 2 | Active
Soul Drain | Ability 3 | Active
Ghost Story Lantern | Ultimate Skill | Active
|BASE ATTACK SPEED||0.625|
|ATK ANIMATION DURATION||21s|
|BASE MAGIC RESISTANCE||60|
|BASE MANA REGENERATION||8|
|BASE HP REGENERATION||9|
|BASE MOVEMENT SPEED||350|
- After enhancing Ability 1, the basic attack will have high AoE damage. It can be used together with the MP Regen effect of Ability 3 for effective harass. Ability 2 inflicts Slow on the target, and Haste on allies at the same time. Ability 4's control effect has a longer delay time, and should be cast together with other control abilities when possible.
"What? You want to hear my story? Are you sure? Really sure? Really, really sure? If you really do want to hear the strange tale I have to tell, then be ready to stay here until sunrise. I love ghost stories, both telling them and hearing them. Every night, I'd find likeminded people - people who loved ghost stories as much - and invite them to my house to share stories. Only one oil lamp would light the house. I've written down many, many ghost stories that I've heard. I practiced them over and over, until I could recite them from memory. Those were the days when I was most happy. Whenever the sun rose, it meant that another wonderful night had ended. I hated the sunrise because it meant it had to end. I spent ninety-nine nights like that, sharing stories. On the last night, I told the story of "Futakuchi Onna". I told my guests that it was my ninety-ninth tale. They advised me not to tell any more ghost stories. They said that telling on hundred tales would curse me. But I didn't listen to them. They all made excuses and left in a hurry, afraid. Buy I knew I had to tell another. After they left, I took out a mirror and told a ghost story to my reflection. It was a good one. A scary one. It even made my own skin crawl a little. Satisfied with my storytelling, I went outside to extinguish the oil lamp. It should have been broad daylight by then. But it was dark. So dark. I never saw the sunrise again. And this paper lantern... I'm unable to put it down. So I wander from place to place in the dark, lurking in places where people tell ghost stories, listening attentively. And when they finish their ninety-ninth tale, I emerge, and proudly tell them my own ghost stories. I collected so many stories that I myself have become a spirit that lurks in the darkness. This is the story of "Aoandon"." ― Aoandon