Although Doreson was injured, as a Radiant Sun-tier Abyssal Overlord, he would not be easy to kill.
Though his wounds looked severe, his body was healing at a rapid pace even as Doreson fled.
Around the several gaping holes pierced through his chest and abdomen, granulation flesh was rapidly growing.
The wounds were healing at a rate visible to the naked eye, and not just those ones—the wounds elsewhere were doing the same.
The power of laws left behind by Huo Ling's attacks clung to those wounds like maggots on bone.
Doreson used the power of laws he commanded to temporarily suppress those law powers and heal his wounds first.
This was only a stopgap measure. He seemed to be recovering now, but if he managed to escape, the backlash of those law powers would be even more violent.
But this was not the time for Doreson to consider such matters. If he did not heal his injuries and remained in poor condition, even his chances of escape would become slim.
As he fled, he continuously swallowed things—some were the heart cores of demons and devils, while others were flesh and blood brimming with vitality.
Doreson's silent retreat also gave the other two Abyssal Overlords the idea of fleeing.
Yeenoghu in particular—Doreson was loyal to him, and now that Doreson had been injured and fled, this was not good news in the Abyssal World.
If the other Abyssal Overlords learned that Doreson was seriously injured, or simply intercepted him along the way—
Then Yeenoghu's losses would be immense, so he too prepared to leave the battlefield.
Although Kostchtchie had been carried away by battle frenzy, that did not mean he was stupid. Huo Ling had already displayed his formidable strength.
He had directly beaten Doreson until he was half-dead.
Kostchtchie