Prisoner’s Sealed Muzzle

Prisoner's Sealed Muzzle
Prisoner's Sealed MuzzleConceptsPrisoner's Sealed Muzzle
RarityRaritystrRaritystrRaritystrRaritystrRaritystr
TypeRelics, Head
SourceCavern of Corrosion: Fyxestroll Garden
Relic Set
Prisoner in Deep Confinement
Prisoner in Deep Confinement
Set Effect2-Pc: Increases ATK by 12%.
4-Pc: For every DoT the target enemy is afflicted with, the wearer will ignore 6% of its DEF when dealing DMG to it. This effect is valid for a max of 3 DoTs.
Max Level15
StoryA muzzle designed to tightly encage the captive's beastly visage, guarding against the feral fangs that yearn to inflict harm.

Table of Contents
Stats
Gallery
Story

Stats

+15
Base Stats
Class HP
705.6
Subsidiary Stats
Class HP
203.22 ~ 228.62 ~ 254.03
Class ATK
101.61 ~ 114.31 ~ 127.01
Class DEF
101.61 ~ 114.31 ~ 127.01
Class HP
20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92%
Class ATK
20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92%
Class DEF
25.92% ~ 29.16% ~ 32.4%
Class SPD
12 ~ 13.8 ~ 15.6
Class CRIT Rate
15.55% ~ 17.5% ~ 19.44%
Class CRIT DMG
31.1% ~ 34.99% ~ 38.88%
Class Effect Hit Rate
20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92%
Class Effect RES
20.74% ~ 23.33% ~ 25.92%
Class Break Effect
31.1% ~ 34.99% ~ 38.88%

Story

Smell was the sense that constructed the borisin Warheads' sense of the world. Rain, dust, campfire, blood, medicine... From the deepest part of the battlefield, they came shaking and wafting, with a torrent of odors that flooded every inch of his neurons.

All he could smell now is the heavy sturdiness of the torture devices, and the cowering fear of the jurors filling the air.

He knows that these weak-fleshed judges are afraid of the sharpness of his fangs — He had stood on the precipice of a steep cliff, bathed in the moonlight of madness, and felt the instinctive impulse in his veins. He had followed the labyrinth of smells, penetrating into the enemy's camp in the darkness of a lightless night, and crushed the skulls of his prey one by one... The borisin Warheads admire the concept of polished fangs, regarding them as blades and spears, symbols of the power and confidence to tear apart anything.

"The borisin Brood Lord gnashed and gnawed on flesh, devouring the blood of innocents. He is sentenced to a lifetime in a cage with his face covered in a closed-mouth muzzle, convicted of the Ten Unpardonable Sins."

The Warhead contemptuously looks around — the swordsmaster who engulfed everything like an icy sea of fury is not there... He has no interest in this tedious sentence.

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