Lilliana
Fall of the Abyss
The sky darkened when Season 3 of Last Z began.
From the edge of the battlefield, where smoke and ruin swallowed the light, she descended—Lilliana, an S-rarity hero, claimed only by warriors who proved their resolve through the Warrior Battle Pass. A silent force of the Wings of Dawn, she did not arrive to inspire hope. She arrived to end resistance.
Her presence alone shifted the balance of war. An overwhelming Attack of 16,790, ironclad Defense of 13,580, and a legion that swelled to 509 troops marched behind her. Where others commanded armies, Lilliana was the weapon.
Abyss Blast
The moment she leapt skyward, the battlefield froze. Then came the impact.
Lilliana crashed down like a falling world, the ground splitting beneath her as enemies were hurled back by a surge of catastrophic force (Damage Factor 1200–1241).
With every star she rose higher, struck harder, and unleashed more devastation. At her peak, the abyss answered her call with unstoppable fury. There was no defense. Only aftermath.
Fury Surge
There is no pause in Lilliana’s assault. Her every strike carries mounting rage, her normal attacks escalating from 1210 to 1237, each blow heavier than the last.
As her power grows, so does her wrath—culminating in a final surge that turns sustained combat into certain annihilation. Those who remain standing do so only for a moment longer.
Undead Legion
Where Lilliana marches, the ranks never thin. Her command expands troop capacity to 32.1, while her very presence fortifies her forces.
With each rise in power, her attack and defense grow sharper, stronger, more absolute. From the third star onward, her army becomes a relentless tide—an advancing shadow that does not retreat.
Siren Scales
When fate binds Lilliana to Alma, the battlefield changes. An ancient resonance awakens, coating the army in protective siren scales. Shooter units gain hardened resistance, standing firm against incoming destruction.
At her fullest strength, the protection spreads to all units, bolstered by an even greater surge in troop capacity. Together, their harmony does not sing of mercy—but of survival through domination.
The day the whispers ended.
The day Lilliana stepped from myth into war.
The day the abyss fell… and rose again.
