Don't Have Mercy Against The Wicked

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"U-Ungh…! Hahhh… You damn brats…!" 

Asarashk slowly stood up, her entire body seemed to be falling apart. She lost two pairs of arms in that huge explosion, her mandibles were fractured, one of her big eyes exploded, and her abdomen was bleeding and covered on several wounds.

Her regeneration was not working properly, despite her physique being at near the pinnacle of someone at Tier 9, and with her transformation, she should clearly have the regeneration of a Tier 10 even if temporarily.

However, the black flames coursing through her body were even more lethal than the white, golden flames that Sylph had unleashed before, they were vicious, although they didn't protected Sylph from damage, they were infectious, covering her foe's wounds and draining their life and mana.