Angela lowered her head in horror, her entire right arm was gone, Bai Sensen's bones were exposed in the air, and the blurred flesh continued to drip hot blood, and the heart-rending pain instantly went straight to the depths of her brain, but this pain was not enough to destroy her, and even to make her faint was far from it, she only frowned slightly, but from the green tendons that burst from her temples, she could still see the sharp pain she was enduring at the moment.

The ghostly figure landed not far from Angela, his body covered in a thick, viscous black mist, only the place of his eyes shimmered with two hideous and scarlet fluorescents, like a rolling firestorm burning in the eye sockets. Angela tried her best to calm her violently beating heart and rapid breathing, she slowly raised her head and looked at the person wrapped in black fog, maybe it was not suitable to say that people were not suitable, no matter how she looked like a living devil who came out of the myth of ancient times.

"It seems...... Is this a monster's lair?" Angela's voice trembled slightly, but her face and eyes remained as cold as before, and she couldn't tell that she had lost an entire arm in the battle a moment earlier.

"Boom!" the man wrapped in the black mist let out a series of terrifying and strange laughs, his voice sounding like two sharp swords rubbing against each other, sharp and hoarse, with a metallic trill, "I'm sorry, that guy...... It's my prey!"

"That guy?" Angela's eyes swept over the man in the hat who was now lying prostrate against the stone wall and gasping, "referring to him?"

"Yes, you can shoot at other people's prey, but you have to pay the price!"

"The price...... Is it one of my arms?" Angela's voice grew cold in vain, the bleeding had stopped from the large wound on her shoulder, the soft, bloody flesh was squirming rapidly, or more accurately, a mass of flesh seemed to be about to break free from her wound, and the rapidly growing flesh was quickly covered with dense tendons, and the tough bones were burrowing out of the flesh little by little, "click, click" The ground was assembled in the shape of an arm, and finally the mass of flesh covered with tendons and blood vessels spread upward, and a new arm grew out without disobedience, "It's just ...... It doesn't mean anything to me, except for a little bit of pain. ”

"Oh?!" there was an exclamational boo in the black mist, "What an amazing ability, this extreme regenerative ability is not something that humans can possess at all, right?"

"Thank you for the compliment!" Angela lifted her regrown arm, her white and delicate skin had completely covered the flesh and blood, and it looked perfect without a trace of blemishes, as perfect as a baby's arm that had just been born from her mother's womb, Angela gently waved it twice in the air, as if to test if her newborn arm was as handy as the original, "I want you to look like this...... You can't count as human, do you? Or do you deliberately use that black mist to hide your ugly nature?"

"Tut-tut!" The shrill laughter in the black mist was particularly high-pitched, and seemed to carry a certain excitement and pleasure, "Monster! Monster! We are all monsters! What a lucky thing to encounter such an interesting thing just after getting this body! Such a strong regeneration ability should not die easily, right?"

"Of course, I won't die!" Angela said disdainfully, looking at her newborn arm.

"Then let's have the most tragic fight!" "The man shrouded in the black mist suddenly pulled out a pitch-black slender scythe from his back and shouted, "Let's begin, monster!"

"Veges's scythe?" Angela's face changed slightly, "What did you do to Beges?"

"Bergis, that shit, do you know him?" was a voice of disdain and disdain in the black mist.

"Of course, what did you do to him?" Angela narrowed her eyes slightly, and her gaze at the black mist rolled with a more murderous aura.

"That guy....... Ah———" The figure suddenly shrouded in black mist began to tremble violently, and the black mist that seemed to be clinging to his body suddenly became faint and faint, the magnificent blood-colored pupils trembled uncontrollably, the scarlet light flickered and flickered, he roared sometimes lowly, sometimes screamed sharply, and looked extremely painful, "Damn, hateful, hateful, don't get in my way——"

"......" Angela looked at the enemy who suddenly fell to the ground and rolled in a daze, the corners of her eyes twitched slightly, "the hell...... What's going on?"

"I, it's me, Angela!" came Veges's muffled, muffled voice in the black mist.

"Get out of here, get out of the way......." Sometimes it was the sharp and hoarse metal trill just now.

The two voices kept staggering, and in the looming black mist was Beges's sturdy body, and in the scarlet pupils could faintly see Beges's painful and distorted face, and he couldn't stop shaking, rolling back and forth on the ground.

"Are you ......" Angela's face was full of shock, "Bergis?"

"You, don't get in my way!"

A shrill hiss exploded through the corridor like thunder, and the sound pressure that tore through the eardrums spread like ripples, cracking the ground and stone walls one after another, and Angela quickly covered her ears. The figure of Begis reflected in her shocked eyes was once again enveloped in the raging black mist, his blood-colored eyes like a storm of flames lit up again, and the mist near his cheeks trembled faintly, as if he was laughing silently, and in the next moment his figure turned into a swift black dragon, opening his large mouth full of sharp teeth with teeth and claws, and rushing towards Angela.

The world seemed to fall silent all of a sudden, and Angela's eyes were the approaching black mist and the falling black scythe.

The monster hiding in the black fog didn't realize that a huge figure like a silent ghost quietly emerged from the pit smashed by the hat-fighting man......

Angela was laughing, she was laughing at the lightning approaching black mist, a familiar figure appeared behind the black mist, his majestic body was like a small hill, and under his bare bronzed skin were rock-hard muscles, and in the rock-hard muscles was the power of a tsunami to roll endlessly.