Stats[]
Unevolved Level 1 |
Evolved Level 40 |
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ATK | 128 | 3002 | +2874 | |||||
HP | 918 | 10937 | +10019 | |||||
DEF | 62 | 406 | +344 | |||||
SPD | 105 | 115 | +10 | |||||
Crit | 10% | 10% | +0% | |||||
Crit DMG | 150% | 150% | +0% | |||||
Effect HIT | 0% | 0% | +0% | |||||
Effect RES | 0% | 0% | +0% |
Skills[]
Blood Boost (血袭/血襲)
Kyuuketsu Hime spends 10% of her current HP to attack a single target, dealing damage equal to 120% of her ATK.
Level | Effect |
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2 | Damage increases to 126%. |
3 | Damage increases to 132%. |
4 | Damage increases to 138%. |
5 | Damage increases to 150%. |
Blood Embrace (鲜血之拥/鮮血の抱擁)
Kyuuketsu Him transforms herself into a bat and seizes 1 enemy, dealing damage equal to 131% of her ATK. Also creates a shield that can absorb damage equal to 20% of her damage dealt, lasts for 1 turn.
Level | Effect |
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2 | Damage increases to 138%. |
3 | Damage increases to 145%. |
4 | Damage increases to 152%. |
5 | Damage increases to 159%. |
Biography Unlock[]
No. | Unlock Conditions | Rewards |
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1 | Have Kyuuketsu Hime take part in 30 Realm Raids. | |
2 | Wish for 15 Kyuuketsu Hime shards in guild. | |
3 | With Kyuuketsu Hime clear any zone 50 times. |
Art[]
Skins Info[]
Biography 1
私は別に生まれつき人の血が好きというわけではなかった。
父がまだ生きていた頃、私はしそが好きだった。父はよくそれを牛肉と一緒に芳醇な香りがするまで、ツボで煮込んでくれた。その味は未だに忘れられない。だが私には、もうあの美味を味わうことは二度とできない。
母と同じように。
I didn’t look like this at birth. When my father was still alive. I loved to eat basil. My father would cook basil and beef in a pot until the aroma filled the house. I can still remember the taste. But I can never eat it again. As for my mother, she couldn’t eat my father’s beef stew.
Biography 2
しその香りは母の気分を悪くさせるらしい。私が食べている時、母はいつも逃げ出すように庭の方へ走っていってまう。それを父が追いかける。
私が全部食べ終えたところで、父は笑顔に戻った母と一緒に戻ってくる。
しかしあの日は違った・・・追いかけていった父は、二度と戻らなかった。
戻ってきたのは、母一人だった。
母は顔面蒼白だった。そして、なんとも言えない表情で私を抱きしめた。
The smell of basil made her feel ill. I would be stuffing my face, and my mother would run outside, pale and nauseous. Then my father would follow her. When I finished eating, Father would bring Mother back, and she would be smiling through her tears.
But that day was different. Father went after mother, but he never came back.
Only mother returned.
Her face was pale, and had a look I can’t describe. She held me tight.
Biography 3
その手のひらがぬるぬるしていて、生臭い匂いがしていた。
その匂いに気を取られていたら、突然首に鋭い痛みが走った・・・
まるで何かに噛まれたような痛み。
気を失うほんのちょっと前、あの生臭い匂いがとても美味しそうな匂いに変わった瞬間があったのを、はっきりと覚えている・・・
目覚めると、父はもちろん、母の姿もなかった。
あの日から、しそを食べることが出来なくなった。
血液、それが私の唯一の食料となった。
She held me close to her. I could feel her palm supporting the back of my head. It was wet, sticky. There was an unbearably foul stench.
I endure the stench, holding my mother tight. Then I felt a sudden pain in my neck… It felt like a bite. It hurt.
And just before I lost consciousness, I realized I no longer found the stench unbearable. Instead, it was sweet and fragrant.
I never saw my parents again.
Nobody cooks basil and beef for me anymore. Of course, they don’t. What would be the point? I couldn’t eat it even if it was in front of me. Now - now the object of that stench is my only food.
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