บท 167: A Godly Ability...

A badly mangled arm was sent flying high into the air, before it abruptly vanished into nothingness. Though it must've surely been painful to cut off his own arm, the angel was unperturbed, and he didn't even bat an eyelash, this was simply something he needed to do. To the others, his action seemed rather weird, and it left them all slightly astonished. Who in their right mind would cut off their own arm? In the middle of a fight too?

Before anyone could really think about it too much, the angel smiled to no one in particular. Even though he had just cut off one of his arms, no blood seemed to be flowing out of his wound at all, the scene was actually quite bizarre. Instead of blood flowing out of the wound, dark mana was constantly pouring out rapidly, until it formed into the shape of an arm. This darkness mana somehow formed into the shape of an arm, and quickly materialised into a real one, perfectly identical to the one before.