Yi Zheng still had another question, "How strong are those rabbits?"
Fairy Chang'e's eyes flashed with a touch of sorrow, "Very... troublesome."
Yi Zheng was taken aback, if they were strong, just say strong, if weak, just say weak. What did she mean by troublesome?
Fairy Chang'e seemed to realize she hadn't made herself clear, and so she explained, "Those creatures have very low defense power, but they employ very strange methods, and their offensive moves are also very sharp. They can tear apart any array or defense treasure. Most importantly, they can't die!"
Yi Zheng stroked his chin, "Can't die?"
Fairy Chang'e nodded, "Yes, they seem to have undying bodies. As long as that black fog is still there, they can resurrect indefinitely."
Hearing this, Yi Zheng really had a headache. Those things that can't be killed were truly troublesome.
Fortunately, Yi Zheng had never considered duking it out with them to the death.
