"Still couldn't kill him after all?"
Ye Qinglu, her face pale as snow, looked at the blond, one-horned man whose body had been cut in half.
Although the blond, one-horned man's expression was ugly, the severed wound on his body was wriggling. In practically the blink of an eye, his inner skeleton had fully regenerated. His recovery ability was simply more terrifying than that of a Calamity-class Monster.
The sight made the five people from Sky Dome Sanctuary suck in a breath of cold air.
"Is he a monster?"
As the four middle-aged Grandmasters watched the Zerg Legion Commander recover to such an extent in an instant, the sliver of hope they had painstakingly kindled was immediately snuffed out.
A normal Grandmaster who suffered such grievous injuries would need several days to recover even with the best healing potions. Yet this Zerg Legion Commander could regenerate flesh over white bones in moments through his own recovery ability alone. Such restorative power had clearly ceased to be human.
However, Sky Dome Sanctuary's City Lord seized the opportunity and launched a relentless assault.
"You damned old bastard!" The blond, one-horned youth frowned slightly as he watched the old man charge at him. No longer daring to stand his ground, he used footwork to evade rapidly, refusing to exchange blows with the old man at all.
Meanwhile, the Zerg's two Deputy Legion Commanders also reacted, immediately attacking the old man to buy time for their Legion Commander.
The bodies they occupied were anything but ordinary, possessing extremely high lifeforms. Not only were their bodies as tough as steel, but their recovery abilities were astonishing as well. After becoming Grandmasters, if they focused their blood and vitality entirely on recovery, their regenerative power could surge a hundredfold. Even injuries inflicted by other Grandmasters could