Fang Cheng's limbs were suddenly severed. They fell to the ground with a series of smacks, leaving only his torso strapped to the iron rack.
Fang Cheng didn't even furrow his brow. He still wore a smile, and his severed limbs quickly grew back.
Tsukikage Hoshi gave a soft snort. "You're pretty tough. Let's see how long you can keep this up."
As soon as she finished speaking, she swung her sword four more times, severing Fang Cheng's arms and legs.
The moment they were cut off, his limbs quickly grew back. His recovery was much faster than an ordinary Vampire's.
His stamina was now bottomless. Unlike before, recovering from a wound no longer made him feel hungry, so he didn't have to worry about starving to death.
And as his strength increased, his recovery speed had become astonishingly fast.
Tsukikage Hoshi gritted her teeth and kept swinging. Fang Cheng's limbs went flying with a series of smacks, only to grow back in an instant.
It was just like harvesting a patch of chives: cut one crop, and another grew right back.
His wounds didn't bleed. He kept all the blood under control, making the whole scene look bizarre: limbs flying everywhere, but not a drop of blood in sight.
Oni Takizawa had no choice but to play errand boy, picking up the limbs scattered on the floor and stacking them neatly.
Before long, Tsukikage Hoshi had chopped off hundreds of limbs. She got so used to swinging that she nearly took Fang Cheng's head off with one stroke.
The way she looked at Fang Cheng gradually changed. The other three felt the same.
If they had to take Fang Cheng's place, they might have been able to endure a few cuts at first, but they definitely couldn't have put