At the core of the attack, Richard's body was almost devoid of flesh, leaving only a pitch-black skeleton.
However, to a Dominator, bones and flesh are indistinguishable; even if only a single strand of hair remains, a Dominator can recover completely.
"Survived!?"
The Great World Tree looked at Richard, casually swatting the Ghost Lord aside—now that he no longer needed to act, the Ghost Lord posed no threat to him.
On the other side, the Netherworld Dominator's eyes widened in disbelief, his blood-red pupils full of incredulity.
This Wizard actually survived!?
How could he survive? Even he couldn't withstand that attack; this Wizard is just an ordinary Dominator, how could he endure it?
Richard's body began to recover itself; in a blink of an eye, a layer of flesh sprouted from the skeleton and filled his body at a speed visible to the naked eye.
