Chapter 199 Capturing Angels

Chapter 199 Capturing Angels

Angels are mysterious and eccentric, their roots a hodgepodge.

Angels have no natural fertility. According to legend, they were born in the Angel Pool. They have the power of dragons and can withstand high-level enhanced magic. However, their physical defense is not outstanding, and a large number of mechas are widely used in the clan.

Surrounding the side of the head, the spiritual ring suspended on the angel's head looks like metal, but it is not solid and is part of the angel's body.

The psionic ring is like the halo worn by angels in Mu Hua's previous life, but its real function is similar to the devil's horn. There are also rumors that the psionic ring is the body tissue of angels absorbing the power of faith.

The dragon-like physical fitness, the psychic ring similar to the devil's horns, and the angel's wings are like the wings of the devil, which can help them reproduce and store magic, and also help them control magic in a more detailed manner.

Winged demons generally use melee weapons, because their devil horns and devil wings themselves are the most suitable staffs and magic storage organs for them.

And the same goes for angels.

During the battle, they were either carrying swords and guns to chop, or they were wearing mecha armor and charging into battle. And when their holy wings stretch out, it often means that the divine magic of destruction is about to come.

To be honest, the angel race has many characteristics of magical beings.

It's just that Mu Hua has never really been in contact with angels. Most of what he knows about angels is hearsay. The specific situation, um. . . We need to knock down the one flying in the sky first.

It is more pleasing to the eye to see a beautiful angel without clothes flying in the sky.

The angel looked around, as if instinctively he did not dare to fly out of the range of the Abyss Island.

What should you do when faced with an angel who suddenly escapes from trouble and may feel confused?

Mu Hua raised the jam sweetheart in his hand and aimed at the weak part of the angel's body.

"Bang!" The sniper fired.

In the "Eight-fold Mirror", Mu Hua confirmed one thing: his hair is golden, and the hair in other places is also golden. . .

Almost at the same time that Mu Hua aimed his gun at the angel, the angel flying in the sky had already set his sights on Mu Hua.

It's hard to say whether it was because of his super combat intuition, or because the place where Mu Hua aimed was filled with endless malice.

Anyway, the angel had already taken precautions before the gun went off.

With a slight flap of wings, the angel dodged Mu Hua's shot. He had already suffered the loss of Jam Sweetheart earlier, so Angel did not reach out to catch the bullet fired by Jam Sweetheart.

"Ah" The ethereal scream, even though it was angry, had a timbre that was not weaker than the siren's singing voice.

Mu Hua's shooting angered the angel, and she finally opened her red lips. However, looking at the way the other party rushed towards him with bare hands, Mu Hua estimated that the snake fruit might not be of use.

Gifted with the blood of rage and possessing extreme strength, as a great young man with a physique close to 600, what should you do if you see a naked angel with wings rushing towards you?

Mu Hua raised his hand to give himself a secondary power blessing, as if he had the intention of giving the opponent a hard blow.

The swooping angel brought out wind pressure, and the clenched palms changed between fists and claws.

Angels don't have the sharp claws of demons. They usually fight with their bare hands with fists. Being able to show their claws probably only means that there is something wrong with the angel's head.

The angel swooped down with an aggressive attitude, but before he could get close to Mu Hua, a row of bone spears shot up from the ground.

The angel who stops suddenly, flashes suddenly, and spreads her wings has exaggerated flexibility in the air. Even without flying magic, Mu Hua's ability to fly like a dog in the sky is completely incomparable to hers.

Dodging the bone spear, the angel also set his sights on the Dread Knight.

The magic pattern on the body of the Terror Rider had no effect on the angel at all. The target of attack changed. As for the angel who turned towards the Terror Rider and watched a pink and tender angel rush into the Terror Rider's encirclement, Mu Hua actually still felt in his heart. A little bit disappointed.

A battle without suspense.

When the angel shrinks her wings, when she takes the initiative to attack the Terror Rider and gives up flying, the battle is no longer suspenseful.

The angels are born with very high combat talents. Unfortunately, as far as close combat is concerned, the Terror Riders are also born with endless martial arts.

The Winged Angel itself is on the same level as the Terror Rider.

If she were allowed to cast spells, if she was equipped with weapons and machine equipment, she might be able to fly the Terror Cavalry.

Unfortunately, with bare hands, even if Mu Hua is distracted by not wearing clothes, it will not have the slightest impact on Terror Rider.

Well, Mu Hua's mental stability is enough to cope with the charm of Medusa. Now that he sees Medusa and faces that snake hair, he will no longer have any evil thoughts.

As for the excitement at this time, it comes entirely from the heart. After all, angels are so in line with human aesthetics. An angel without clothes has a great impact on the senses.

Mental stability is a benign defense against mental interference. It does not affect the normal psychological and physiological needs of living beings.

Therefore, in this world filled with all kinds of monsters, adventurers have never been moral defenders, nor can they be moral defenders.

Don't worry about men and women, even adventurers who are neither men nor women. Without sex, even perverts are not far away from being cool.

Wei Guangzheng just pretends to be aloof. Without enough relief, overflowing hormones can sometimes kill people. . .

In close combat, Angel is on par with Terror Rider.

But the swords and guns of the Terror Riders can easily cut through the angel's flesh.

The Terror Rider has a recovery ability that is close to the regeneration effect, and through Mu Hua's observation, angels also have the ability to heal themselves, but the two-winged angels can only reach the self-healing level of the trolls, and are still far away from regeneration.

Angels are good at using healing magic, limb regeneration, and even legendary resurrection spells exist.

Most people don't know much about the specific situation of this race. For the time being, Mu Hua also belongs to this majority. He is not sure whether the regeneration of high-level angels is a talent of flesh and blood or a belief in divine magic.

However, based on the observation at this time, the strength of this two-winged angel is greater than that of the Terror Rider, but its defense and survivability are far inferior to that of the Terror Rider.

During the fight, the angel, who was obviously outmatched by the siege, suddenly spread his wings and grabbed a Terror Rider, as if he wanted to take the Terror Rider into the sky.

"Hold her!" Mu Hua yelled. From the angel's movements and sight, it could be seen that the angel was probably trying to throw Terror Rider into the abyss by flying.

With a cold sweat in his heart, Mu Hua still underestimated Angel's fighting qualities.

Why did Mu Hua want to poach the arena? It's not that I'm afraid of being thrown into the abyss.

Originally, he only thought that these creatures with the ability to fly would have the upper hand in the sky, but he did not expect that these abyss monsters would still know how to use foreign objects to fight against the enemy even if they were insane.

On this island of the abyss, being grabbed and thrown into the abyss was more terrifying than fighting to the death.

Almost at the same time as Mu Hua shouted, several Terror Riders with chain hooks and scythes had already thrown their scythes onto the angel.

"puff!"

"puff!"

"puff!"

Golden blood splashed, and the nine hooks and scythes brutally penetrated the angel's body. A dozen Terror Riders exerted their strength and pulled the angel to the ground, causing the other party to scream in pain.

These Terror Riders have long been prepared for the angels to take off again, and Mu Hua hates the monsters with the ability to fly in the abyss.

This is a method he came up with early on, but so far, except for this angel with moderate attributes, he has not dared to try it casually with other winged bosses.

In a cruel capture scene, the angel was dragged back to the ground by the hook. As the angel struggled, the chain hook penetrated deeper into the flesh.

After a while, whether because of lack of strength or driven by survival instinct, Angel's struggle was no longer so fierce. At this time, Mu Hua also came to Angel's side.

"Come here and hold her down!" Mu Hua ordered the Terror Riders. Several Terror Riders stepped forward and controlled the angel's hands and feet.

Angel's strength is greater than that of Terror Rider, but it cannot resist the full power of Terror Rider with one hand.

Mu Hua pulled out the hooks and scythes on the angel one by one. The wounds on the angel's body healed slowly. He tried to struggle, but was dragged by the Terror Rider, pulling his wings, and was finally pinned to the ground.

Pushing away a fear rider who wanted to capture the angel's neck, Mu Hua stepped on one of the angel's wings, clamped the angel's neck, and felt the angel's power.

There's nothing wrong with it. Putting aside her flying ability, Mu Hua's power is greater than this angel.

As the wound healed, Angel's struggle began to become fierce. Mu Hua pressed hard and wiped away the blood stains on Angel's chest.

The golden blood looked like dragon's blood, but Mu Hua didn't feel the slightest bit of holiness from the blood. It seemed that the Holy See's praise of the angel was just lip service after all.

He raised his hand and cast a cleaning spell on the angel. Apart from her crazy expression, the winged blond girl looked fresh and clean.

At the same time, Mu Hua took out a snake fruit and stuffed it into the angel's mouth.

"I heard that when you have close contact with angels, their trembling wings are very interesting." Zhou Zhou approached Mu Hua and gave a suggestion that made Mu Hua roll his eyes.

"...Isn't it bad?" Mu Hua questioned weakly while suppressing the angel.

"The screams of angels can always make demons happy physically and mentally. Master, maybe you can give it a try." Tuesday floated behind Mu Hua, with an evil smile on his lips.

Yes, there is no good person in Mu Hua's family.

After catching an angel, this family doesn't mind at all whether the other person is crazy or not. It is definitely a compliment for this family to use it recklessly.

It seemed that the medicinal power of the snake fruit was taking effect, and the mania in the angel's eyes gradually dissipated and was replaced by one. . .

To do it or not to do it, that is the question.

If it had been in the past, Mu Hua probably wouldn't have minded doing anything if he caught such a beauty.

But now, Mu Hua hesitated.

Are we in need of something hot now? Men generally can be upright when they don't lack such things. For example, Mu Hua now feels that he can be upright.

Angels' life factors seem to be of a very high level. Magical life cannot only be created based on humans. As long as the materials are of suitable quality, demon-style ones can be created.

We have the devil's brain and captured another angel.

Unlike demons, whose life factors require evolution to produce qualitative changes, even the two-winged angels' life factors seem to be no different from those of upper-level angels.

The angel in front of me seems to be a good material for making magical life.

While Mu Hua was thinking, his palms began to explore the angel's beautiful neck.

Angel? What suitable objects do you have in your memory?

Maybe it doesn’t have to be an angel?

There were many beautiful images in his past life that he missed, and many of those older sisters and younger sisters had a higher status than angels in Mu Hua's heart.

Thinking about it, Mu Hua pinched the angel's neck and began to exert force, as if intending to break the angel's neck.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and just as he was about to kill the helpless angel, Mu Hua suddenly thought of something, his body paused, and his hand stopped again.

"What, Master, do you still want to come while it's hot?" Zhou Zhou swung his tail and asked Mu Hua with interest.

"Why are you here? Find something to tie her up. I plan to try to create magical life, and I need to make some preparations." Mu Hua shook his head.

"Magic life? Raise it and cut it into flesh?" Zhou Zhou speculated doubtfully. He had no idea about the creation of magic life.

"It has the ability to heal itself, so the cut meat is useless." Mu Hua shook his head.

Mu Hua had been thinking about his severed hand earlier.

But later it was discovered that for a creature with the ability to heal itself, unless its vital functions are stopped first, the flesh and blood separated from the body will not have any active factors.

Of course, even if it could be used, Mu Hua probably wouldn't do it.

The longer you live, the easier it becomes to see through it. Those great and upright feelings only belong to two types of people, those who have enjoyed the beauty of life, and those who have accepted brainwashing.

Mu Hua didn't mind catching an angel and killing him, but he couldn't bear to catch a pretty angel who had his flesh cut off.

Sure enough, this is a world that depends on appearance. If you change it to a Cerberus, there seems to be no pressure to cut it.

But since cutting the flesh is useless, what should Mu Hua prepare?

Well, he suddenly discovered that he didn't seem to have a comprehensive understanding of the human body's structure.

At least the proportion of local size and shape to the overall structure is not comprehensive enough.

Mu Hua knows a lot about bones and the information about corpse demons among the undead, so he also has a good idea about internal organs.

But covering it with flesh and blood, Mu Hua's knowledge of human external signs was a bit taken for granted.

Well, it’s not that I have no idea, I just take it for granted.

He needs to find ways to add some knowledge, such as size, shape, lines, proportions, etc. . .

This is a very important matter and cannot be taken lightly.

Well, first of all, you need to confirm what styles are available and which styles best suit your eyes.

From the inside out, the neck, limbs, hands and feet. . . Gee, there seems to be a lot to confirm.

After all, it is his own magical life, so it is naturally not advisable to say that he has read countless films but has no horse in his heart.

Of course it doesn’t work!

To put it simply, he needs to collect materials from real scenes, observe more, and appreciate more high-quality art displays.

Mu Hua suddenly realized with shame that he actually had a serious knowledge shortcoming in this area. . .