C585 chronic virulent

Slowly, his strength began to drain away, like a chronic poison.

Jian Wulei felt his eyelids becoming heavier and heavier, to the point that he wanted to close his eyes and take a good rest. He was not used to the sudden restriction of the magic power in his body, he felt like a balloon that was filled with air had suddenly been emptied out, and without the support of the 'gas'