Chapter 199 Capturing an Angel

Angels are mysterious and strange, and their origins are like a hodgepodge.

Angels have no natural reproductive ability. According to legend, they were born in the Angel Pond. They have the power of the dragon race and can withstand high-standard enhanced magic, but their body defense is not outstanding. A large number of mechas are popular among the race.

The psychic ring floating on the angel's head, which surrounds the side of the head, looks like a metal material, but it is not a solid object, and it is also a part of the angel's body.

The psychic ring is like the halo that the angels in Mu Hua's previous life legend wore, but its real function is similar to the devil's horn. There are also rumors that the psychic ring is the body tissue of the angel to absorb the power of faith.

The dragon-like physical fitness, the psychic ring similar to the devil's horn, and the angel's wings are also like the devil's wings, which can help them to replicate and store magic, and also help them to control magic more delicately.

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

The same is true for angels.

In battle, they either slash with swords and guns, or charge into battle wearing mecha armor. When their holy wings spread out, it often means that the divine art of destruction is coming.

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

It’s just that Mu Hua has never really come into contact with angels. His understanding of angels is mostly rumors. The specific situation, well... We have to knock down the one flying in the sky first.

It’s quite pleasing to the eye to see a beautiful angel flying in the sky without clothes.

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

What should we do when facing an angel who suddenly escapes from trouble and may be confused?

Mu Hua raised the Jam Sweetheart in his hand and aimed at the weak part of the angel.

"Bang~!" The sniper fired.

In the 'eight-fold mirror', Mu Hua confirmed one thing: the hair is golden, and the hair in other places is also golden...

Almost at the same time when Mu Hua aimed his gun at the angel, the angel flying in the sky had already fixed his eyes on Mu Hua.

It was hard to say whether it was because of the super strong 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 was fired.

With a light flap of wings, the angel dodged Mu Hua's shooting. Having suffered from the Jam Sweetheart earlier, the angel did not reach out to grab the bullet shot by the Jam Sweetheart.

"Ah~" The ethereal scream, even with anger, the tone was not inferior to the siren's singing.

Mu Hua's shooting angered the angel, and at this time she finally opened her red lips, but seeing the other party rushing towards him with bare hands, Mu Hua estimated that the snake fruit or something might not be used.

Born with the blood of rage, with extreme strength, as a good guy with a physical fitness close to 600, what should you do when you see a naked double-winged angel rushing towards you?

Mu Hua raised his hand and cast a secondary power blessing on himself, as if he had the intention to fight the opponent hard.

The swooping angel brought wind pressure, and the clenched palm changed between fist and claw.

Angels don't have the claws of demons. They usually fight with fists when they are bare-handed. The fact that they can extend their claws can only mean that there is a big problem with the angel's head.

The angel swooped down with a strong attack posture, but before it approached Mu Hua, a row of bone spears on the ground shot up into the sky.

Stopping suddenly, dodging quickly, the angel with wings spread out has exaggerated flexibility in the air. Even without flying magic, Mu Hua's flying in the sky is completely incomparable to her.

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

The magic pattern on the Dread Knight had no effect on the angel. The target of attack changed. For the angel who turned to pounce on the Dread Knight, Mu Hua actually felt a little disappointed when he saw a pink angel rushing into the encirclement of the Dread Knight.

A battle without suspense.

When the angel retracted her wings, when she took the initiative to attack the Terror Rider and gave up flying, the battle was no longer suspenseful.

The angels are born with very high combat talents, but unfortunately, in terms of close combat, the Terror Rider is also born with endless martial arts.

The double-winged angel is at the same level as the Terror Rider.

If she were allowed to cast spells, if she were equipped with weapons and equipment, she might be able to beat the Terror Rider to death.

Unfortunately, if she was unarmed, even if she was not wearing clothes, Mu Hua would be a little distracted, but it would not have any effect on the Terror Rider.

Well, Mu Hua's mental stability was enough to deal with Medusa's charm. Now that he saw Medusa and faced that snake hair, he would not have any crooked thoughts.

As for the ripples at this time, it was completely from the heart. After all, angels are too in line with human aesthetics. An angel without clothes is still a big impact on the senses.

Mental stability is a benign defense against mental interference, and it will not affect the normal psychological and physiological needs of organisms.

So, in this world full of monsters of all kinds, adventurers are never moralists, and they cannot be moralists.

Never mind men and women, even those who are neither male nor female, adventurers who lack sex are not far from being forgotten, even if they are perverts.

It's fine if they pretend to be great and noble, but if they don't have enough venting, the overflowing hormones can sometimes kill people. . .

In close combat, angels and terror riders are equally matched.

But the swords and guns of the terror riders can easily cut the skin and flesh of angels.

The terror riders have a recovery ability that is almost like regeneration, and through Mu Hua's observation, angels also have the ability to heal themselves, but the two-winged angels can only reach the level of self-healing of giant monsters at most, and are still far from regeneration.

Angels are good at using healing magic, limb regeneration, and even legends of resurrection.

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

However, based on the observation at this time, the power growth of this two-winged angel is greater than that of the terror rider, but the defense and survival ability of the body are far inferior to that of the terror rider.

During the fight, the angel, who was obviously no match for the siege, suddenly spread his wings and grabbed a Terror Rider, as if he wanted to take the Terror Rider to the sky.

"Hold her!" Mu Hua shouted. From the angel's movements and sight, it can be seen that the angel is probably trying to throw the Terror Rider into the Abyss Sea by flying.

With a cold sweat in his heart, Mu Hua still underestimated the angel's fighting quality.

Why did Mu Hua dig the arena? It's because he was afraid of being thrown into the abyss.

Originally, he only considered that these creatures with flying ability had the advantage of occupying the sky, but he didn't expect that these abyss monsters would still know to use external objects to fight against the enemy even if they were demented.

On this abyss island, being grabbed and thrown into the abyss by others is more terrifying than a life-and-death fight.

Almost at the same time as Mu Hua shouted, several Terror Riders who had materialized chain sickles had thrown their sickles on the angel.

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

"Puff!"

Golden blood splashed, nine hooks cruelly penetrated the angel's body, and dozens of terror riders exerted their strength to drag the angel to the ground, causing the other party to scream in pain.

These terror riders had long been on guard against the angel's re-ascension. Mu Hua hated the monsters in the abyss that had the ability to fly.

This was a method he had thought of early, but so far, except for this angel with moderate attributes, he did not dare to try other big guys with wings casually.

In the cruel capture scene, the angel was hooked back to the ground, and as the angel struggled, the chain hooks penetrated deeper into the flesh.

After a while, I don't know whether it was because of the lack of strength or the instinct of survival, the angel's struggle was no longer so fierce, and at this time Mu Hua also came to the side of the angel.

"Come a few people, hold her!" Mu Hua ordered the terror riders, and several terror riders stepped forward and controlled the angel's hands and feet respectively.

The angel was stronger than the terror rider, but she could not fight against the whole body of the terror rider with one hand.

Mu Hua removed the hooks from the angel one by one. The wounds on the angel slowly healed. The angel tried to struggle, but was dragged by the Terror Riders, whose wings were pulled, and finally pressed to the ground.

Pushing away a Terror Rider who wanted to grab the angel's head and neck, Mu Hua stepped on one of the angel's wings, clamped the angel's neck, and felt the angel's power.

No problem. If we put aside her flying ability, Mu Hua's power is greater than this angel.

As the wound healed, the angel began to struggle fiercely. Mu Hua pressed hard and wiped off the blood stains on the angel's chest.

The golden blood looked like dragon blood, but Mu Hua did not feel the slightest holiness from the blood. It seems that the Vatican's praise of the angel is just lip service.

Raising his hand, he threw a cleansing spell on the angel. Except for the crazy look, the winged blonde beauty was refreshed.

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 Yi came close to Mu Hua and gave a suggestion that made Mu Hua roll his eyes.

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

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

Well, there is no good thing in Mu Hua's family.

After catching an angel, this family doesn't care whether the other party is a psychopath or not. It is definitely a compliment to use it recklessly on this family.

It seems that the medicinal power of the snake fruit has taken effect, and the mania in the angel's eyes has gradually dissipated, replaced by...

Do it or not, this is a question.

If it were in the past, if Mu Hua caught such a beauty, he probably wouldn't mind doing something.

But now, Mu Hua hesitated.

What do we need now? Men can be great and glorious when they don't lack such things. For example, Mu Hua now feels that he can be great and glorious.

The life factor of angels seems to be of high quality. Magic life can not only be created based on humans. As long as the quality of the materials is suitable, demonic styles can be created.

We have the brain of the devil and captured another angel.

Unlike the life factors of demons that need to evolve to produce qualitative changes, even the life factors of winged angels seem to be no different from those of higher-level angels.

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

While Mu Hua was thinking, his palm began to reach out to the angel's beautiful neck.

Angel? Is there any suitable object in his memory?

Maybe it doesn't have to be an angel?

There are many beautiful images in his memories of his previous life that he misses, and the status of those big sisters and little sisters in Mu Hua's heart is also higher than that of angels.

Thinking about something in his mind, Mu Hua began to exert force on the palm of his hand that was pinching the angel's neck, as if he was going to break the angel's neck.

A cold light flashed in his eyes, and when he was about to kill the powerless angel, Mu Hua suddenly thought of something, his body paused, and his hands stopped again.

"What, master, do you still want to do it while it's hot?" Zhou Yi asked Mu Hua with interest, shaking his tail.

"What are you doing? 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 off the flesh?" Zhou Yi guessed doubtfully. He had no idea about the creation of magical life.

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

Earlier, Mu Hua was still thinking about his severed hand.

But later he found that for creatures with self-healing ability, unless the life function stops first, the flesh and blood separated from the body does not have any active factors.

Of course, even if it can be used, Mu Hua probably won't do it.

The longer you live, the easier it is to see through. Those great and glorious sentiments belong to only two types of people, one is enjoying the beauty of life, and the other is accepting brainwashing.

Mu Hua didn't mind catching an angel and doing some things before killing her, but he couldn't accept catching a pretty angel and cutting off her flesh.

Sure enough, this is a world where looks matter. If you change to a hellhound, it seems that there is no pressure to cut.

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

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

At least the local size and shape and the overall structure ratio are not comprehensive enough.

Mu Hua knows more about bones, and there is information about corpse demons in the constructed undead, so he has a better understanding of the internal organs.

But when it comes to wrapping blood and flesh, Mu Hua's understanding of human external signs is somewhat taken for granted.

Well, it's not that he has no concept, but it's just that he takes it for granted.

He needs to find a way to supplement some knowledge, such as size, shape, lines, proportions, etc. . . .

This is a crucial matter, and it can't be sloppy.

Well, first of all, we have to confirm what styles there are and which styles are most suitable for our eyes.

From the inside to the outside, the neck, limbs, hands and feet... Tsk, it seems that there are really a lot of things to confirm.

After all, he is his own magical life form, so it is naturally unacceptable to say "I have watched countless movies, but I have no idea".

It is not okay to assume so!

In short, he needs to take real scenes as materials, observe more, and appreciate more high-quality art displays.

Mu Hua suddenly found out with shame that he actually had a serious knowledge gap in this area. . .