The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player

Chapter 203: Sariel (Part 2)

Though he had cut off an arm, there was no situation to feel threatened.

Yet, he clearly felt it.

The cold sensation from behind made him turn instinctively.

But it seemed he was too slow, as five of his wings were cut off, spraying golden blood.

[Kuh!]

“You’ve got good senses. I intended to cut them all.”

There was no time to respond.

He was too busy being surprised by the sudden ambush of the Black Scythe.

“Looks like even an archangel can’t detect a clone.”

‘A clone?’

In a hurry, he turned his gaze to see the Black Scythe with the severed arm was gone.