"Oh? What do you want to say?" the madman sneered, his right hand moving away from the severed arm. Yet the flames erroneously lingered on the severed limb, slowly healing it. No... not healing, but regenerating. Regenerating the severed arm!
This was one of his devoured divinities, and it was also the ability he relied on most. The Healing Holy Fire.
Even a severed arm could be repaired within a certain amount of time. Even in the midst of battle.
"To think you chopped off just one of my arms, you don't actually believe you've already won, do you? I can heal this wound quickly. As for your woman, her arm was severed by the Bloodriders and her divinity is eroding her. She'll probably never heal in this lifetime. It would have been better if I devoured her instead." The madman calculated the distance to Li Changhe.
Li Changhe continued to approach, his bland voice echoing eerily.
"The good news is, there's not a wall in sight. You can escape the fate of being painted on one."
