The closer Leonard Churchill got to the spider-bodied human-faced statue, the more the cascading Silver Moonlight Divine Power entered the clown mask on his face.
The originally thin as cicada wings mask started to take on color.
The residual divine power on this statue would certainly be fatal pollution to ordinary people, but now it had become sustenance for the mask.
Leonard was distinctly feeling that the extraordinary traits of the mask were getting stronger and stronger, just like a parched tree being filled with nutrients, a marvelous change was taking place.
Previously, it was being absorbed thread by thread, but when Leonard approached, the clown mask was sucking up the moonlight divine power from the god statue like a humpback whale swallowing in frantically.
The clown mask was an exclusive relic of the Joker, absolutely high in quality.
Leonard wasn't scared of having too much divine power; he just walked over without a care.
