Constructing-Style Wizard

Chapter 469: 155. True · Never-ending Blooms_2

Not only that, under Noland’s watch, a large patch of flesh strips emerged from the edges of the Polluted Angel’s wounds. These strips of flesh interlocked with one another like threads on a sweater, sealing the wound and forming a fresh patch of skin in less than five seconds.

Noland’s brows furrowed slightly.

The Polluted Angel’s self-healing ability was much stronger than he had imagined.

The system message in his mind reminded him that he had successfully activated the Passive Deconstruction, but the improvement in the Degree of Deconstruction was extremely limited. This meant that the bombardment just now seemed to be enormous, but it did not cause much substantial damage to the Polluted Angel.

[System Message:]

[Passive Deconstruction Activated!]

[Your Degree of Deconstruction for the “Polluted Artificial Angel” has increased to 0.2%]

[You have obtained a small part of panel information:]

[Name] Polluted Artificial Angel

[Type] Blood Sun Seal Contaminant Byproduct, Angel Enterprises Alliance’s Artificial Angel

[Combat Level] Predicted to be 42

[Feature]

Super Regeneration:

The Artificial Angel possesses an extraordinarily strong self-healing ability. Any attack that cannot pierce the Artificial Angel will not cause any effective damage.

(Degree of Deconstruction is insufficient, no more deconstruction results were obtained.)

need to pierce

as he stared at the Polluted Angel standing up

slowly turned around, and countless water droplets dripped

full of chunks and strips, replacing the

Angel, his “Soul Shield” instantly felt pressure. A vast surge of alien space noise rushed in, compressing

was doubled on Noland’s body, and the source

and his wrist

Crackle!

end, accurately hitting the chest

swayed, and it retreated several steps in succession, splattering a

he was going to be

sudden

abdomen, forcibly bracing itself against

right

the sides of its body, intersecting in

the Polluted Angel’s arm swelled up with a bang, transforming into an umbrella-shaped

of the shield was immaculate and smooth

surface, then was immediately deflected, whizzing around and

surface, a hollow tube emerged, aiming at

like the barrel

off in

turned his head, just barely avoiding the gun’s line of fire

the hollow barrel, brushing past Noland’s ear

milky-white threads in the air. However, the attacks from the Polluted

and accelerated his

piercing the metal of the tanks and leaving

changing his position. The Polluted Angel that fired the beams seemed to be able to see through the metal

raised an eyebrow, feeling the