Chapitre 812: Savior or foe Part 1

Hazel watched in disbelief how Uriel inhaled on purpose the same toxic fumes that would kill a lesser hunter within seconds. Not just that, he made sure to hold it as long as he could despite the burning sensation on his lungs that soon spread across his body without so much as crumpling his face.

Hunters were more resilient than humans and were able to achieve wonders people could only dream about, but if asked it was highly doubtful that a person would answer they wanted to become a hunter to be able to inhale poison.

Uriel welcomed the searing pain in his veins, in his lungs and resumed firing at the back of the snake's head. The thick scales were long gone given that contrary to the soft meat beneath, it took way longer for them to regenerate. Even with this advantage, the cryptid still regenerated far too quickly for Uriel to make any kind of progress.