Chapter 1079
Draculis struggled against the five High-Ranking Fallen Angels that instantly surrounded him.
The movements of the angels were so fluid and coordinated. They fought with frightening precision, as if they were a pack of wolves hunting a prey.
Taking down a single opponent like Draculis was not all that difficult for beings of their caliber. Even if they fought against him one-on-one, they would be evenly matched in terms of combat prowess.
With five attacking all at once, killing him was nothing more than child’s play, just like they had done with Beggarius and King Leonid.
However, Draculis did not fall so easily like the two Masters.
This was not because he was more powerful than them—no, it was simply because of what he was.
As a member of the Dragonkin, Draculis wouldn't go down even after suffering grievous injuries. He possessed exceptional regenerative abilities that would heal minor cuts in the blink of an eye, and even losing massive amounts of blood would not send him into shock.
Regardless of his individual combat prowess, the innate resilient nature of his race allowed him to hold on even against five powerful enemies.
Unfortunately, even such a durable body had its limits.
Chwaaak!
Draculis’ left arm was severed.
Chwaaak!