In an instant's exchange, the twenty soldiers scattered again, warily circling the dark cyan demon.
On the demon's body, wounds entwined by black flames briefly flickered before they completely healed.
Every soldier watched this scene in shock.
The wounds they had inflicted were shallow, to begin with; were they really recovering in an instant?
The dark cyan demon glanced at the soldier he had first hit with a heavy punch.
There was now a slight dent on the chest of the soldier's white armor.
"Don't worry."
The captain among the twenty soldiers immediately transmitted via telekinesis, "Although this Black Flame Clan member is stronger than reported, we don't need to kill him. Just force him to continue using Black Flame Burning, and he will soon self-destruct. According to intelligence analysis, he should already be nearly out of life. With domain suppression, he can't possibly escape. Just drain him to death!"
