Chapter 566: I'll Fight You to the Death!

The four-winged captain looked at Angela in the arena with a frown.

He remained indifferent to Angela's provocation.

Right now, the other party was still 'towing' ten of his compatriots behind her.

Just from the fact that they would rather be towed along than resist or flee, one could roughly guess that those light rays connecting the eleven people definitely had a problem.

What's more, these people's faces uniformly wore expressions of despair.

He had seen this kind of expression a lot.

Especially that moment when their facial features twisted together due to pain; it was simply too familiar.

"Witch, release my compatriots, and I might still spare you."

Knowing that their magic might not be effective against the other party, the captain could only stiffly use this kind of threatening language to converse with Angela.

Who was Angela.

How could she release people just because of one sentence.

Moreover, she was most clear about the magic she improved herself; once cast, there was no possibility of taking it back.

"Forget it, forget it, don't spare me, just kill me directly. Of course, the premise is that you can do it."

The playful smile on Angela's face didn't disappear; on the contrary, it deepened.

Four-winged Avian person.

This was truly a breed she had never seen before.

No... compared to this, how the other party transformed from an ordinary two-winged Avian person to their current state was what interested Angela more.

Although among Evolvers, there were also many races that had the possibility of something similar to 'upgrading'.

But that kind required extremely harsh conditions to achieve.

Most were existences whose forms were fixed from the very beginning.

For example, the Witch Race, whatever Demon Eye they obtained after becoming a witch was the Demon Eye they would have.

Although it could also be transplanted through surgery later, that was just a kind of 'peripheral'; the inside fundamentally didn't change.

And for something like Vampires, it was even more extreme.

Basically, their form was already fixed from the beginning of their evolution; wanting to change was basically impossible.

Unless it was someone like Lilith, using the blood of an Origin Witch like Lan Qingyou coupled with some other things to upgrade from Marquis to Duke.

Even then, this was only possible because Vampires could absorb energy from blood as their own nourishment.

Otherwise, there was no need to even think about it.

But this belonged to special cases.

However, this Avian Race could actually let a person with an extra pair of wings compared to ordinary two-winged Avian people act as a squad captain.

One must know that this kind of upgrade wasn't something just anyone could achieve.

If this kind of mutation truly appeared in other races, they would definitely be treated as an important subject of observation. It would be impossible for them to casually be a squad captain like this, and even go out to patrol and face enemies.

Yet the people of the Avian Race just had to do exactly this.

From this point, it could be seen that guys with a few times more wings like this weren't rare among their Avian Race.

However, 'not rare' in itself was a big problem.

After all, for something originally rare to become not rare, if this wasn't a problem, what was.

That was why Angela was so interested.

So...

"Could I ask you to go die?"

"Hmm?"

Suddenly asked such a question, the four-winged captain blanked out, and as a result, discovered that his body had been connected with that faint green ray of light.

"This..."

Just zoning out for a moment, the captain, whose body was connected with the light ray, had a completely bewildered expression.

He slightly turned his head to look around.

And found that those guys who were originally connected to the light rays had already fallen from the sky, while he and the soldiers he brought were firmly lassoed by this move.

It was also at this time that he saw the reason from his Personal Information.

His Health Value was dropping, his Mana Value was dropping, and he could even feel a significant drop in his non-quantified stamina.

What the heck kind of skill was this? It was simply aimed at tormenting and killing people.

Other skills either tormented people or killed them, but you, you want both, right!

Although he was complaining in his heart, the captain didn't relax his surveillance of Angela.

The other party clearly wanted him dead, so the thing he needed to do was to collect as much intelligence on this guy as possible to pass on.

He was the first to arrive here, but that didn't mean his was the only squad coming here.

Previously, after receiving the news about the Black Witch invasion, he immediately led his squad over.

One reason was naturally because he saw this news in the group chat, and the other reason was that he was the closest.

Actually, from the time Angela teleported over to now, only five minutes had passed.

So the captain's arrival could be considered fast.

But since it was seen in the group chat, then naturally other captains could see it too.

Even if he died, as long as he could get some intelligence on the other party, it would be worth it.

Although he didn't want to die, under a situation where there was no other way at a time like this, he could only fight the other party to the death.

Of course.

Fighting to the death sometimes didn't necessarily mean he would truly die, did it?

It was mainly to put on a show for the captains arriving later, so that he might even be able to obtain that supreme reward later.

"Use Healing Potions, charge forward and fight her to the death!"

Seeing that both values were dropping, the captain slightly considered it and then made this decision.

Anyway, according to normal circumstances, the other captains would arrive at a place where they could see him in at most one minute.

He only needed to hold on for this one minute to let others see he was working hard, and then he could start counterattacking.

As someone who had participated in the Forsaken War, he had also fought head-on with multiple witches in the past.

Someone like him naturally knew that bizarre Demon Eyes existed within the Witch Race.

Whether it was long-range magic or close-range physical attacks, there could be corresponding Demon Eyes directly or indirectly participating as support.

This skill the other party was using now, he had seen before. It was a skill that could generate the alchemical material of soul crystals.

Even back during the Forsaken War, his friend had fallen for this trick, but was still living well to this day.

Which was to say, this skill itself wasn't fatal.

It could be said that this light ray magic was a standard skill for many witches.

But based on what he knew, this skill itself fundamentally couldn't be pulled into ten lines at once like it was now.

Then it must definitely be the other party's Demon Eye or talent at work.

If that was the case, then he didn't necessarily have to die.

After all, it was a skill he had seen, and he knew the effects. Now he had even experienced it firsthand.

Barring any accidents, this should also be avoidable now, for example, by stalling for time or pulling distance.

After all, that was how his friend survived back then.

However, looking at the state of those guys from before, it was very obvious that pulling distance probably wouldn't work.

Although he didn't know why, it was better not to take the risk.

In that case, naturally, the only thing left was to stall for time.

"Wah!"

"Charge!"

"Kill this damned intruder!"

Several Avian squad members quickly drank potions that could increase Health Value and Mana Value by 100 points per second, then followed the captain, yelling strangely as they charged forward.