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.)

To deal effective damage, I need

his heart as he stared at the

around, and countless water droplets dripped from its

flesh full of chunks and strips, replacing the

the moment Noland was stared at by the Polluted Angel, his “Soul Shield” instantly felt pressure. A vast surge of alien space noise rushed in, compressing

noise was doubled on Noland’s body, and the source

his wrist trembled continuously, blasting

Crackle! Crackle! Crackle!

accurately hitting the chest of

and it retreated several steps in succession, splattering a large splash of

he was going

sudden

suddenly contracted its waist and abdomen, forcibly bracing itself against the

its right foot was

arc from the sides of its body, intersecting in front of

collided, the Polluted Angel’s arm swelled up with a bang, transforming

shield was immaculate

with the shield’s smooth surface, then was immediately deflected, whizzing around

the center of the shield’s surface, a hollow tube

the barrel

alarm went off in Noland’s

forcibly twisted his body and turned his head, just barely avoiding the gun’s line of fire

beam shot out from the hollow barrel, brushing past Noland’s ear and making his scalp tingle and his hair stand

light dispersed into thin, milky-white threads in the air.

accelerated

his shadow, piercing the metal of the tanks and leaving

Noland kept changing his position. The Polluted Angel that fired the beams seemed to be able to see through the metal cover and always aimed its

eyebrow, feeling the difficulty of