This guy, such a competitive evil dragon Lena, would actually say such a thing. Is this the same woman I know? She is so arrogant that she is stubborn and stupid and will not surrender even if she bleeds the last drop of her blood.

Dragon.

"Gamu Gamu, Gamu, Gamu! (I'm really fine, don't worry, just watch if you don't believe me)"

As he spoke, the cosplay bear shook violently as if he had just come ashore from a drowned dog. The lumps of blood and mud on his back scattered and splashed like raindrops, revealing the fluffy and smooth bear fur again. Although it was still

It was stained with blood, but it looked much better.

"This kid..." Valkmit, who was biting his cigarette rod, was also shocked.

This kid is not trying to be brave, he is really fine. Even a giant dragon would be almost dead after being hit by him so many times, but he, and his recovery ability... Hey, this is a joke, right?

He is almost catching up with himself who has four-wing level strength.

Squinting carefully, Valkmit's eyes, which could clearly see the shape of even a speck of dust, fell on the cosplay bear. It could be clearly seen that the wounds on the cosplay bear were constantly squirming at a speed visible to the naked eye.

, rebirth, reorganization, healing.

This recovery ability is as if there is a bottle of unlimited life potion hanging in the heart of the adventurer. The recovery speed does not increase smoothly and slowly at all, but increases tube by tube.

It seems that ordinary injuries can't make this kid succumb. Isn't this great? He can also completely let go of his hands and feet. Seeing the cosplay bear starting to jump up and down again, Valkmit's pupils flashed with excitement.
Chapter completed!