In the end, no conflict occurred between Perfikot and the female champion, not because Perfikot didn't want to kill this War God's subordinate, but because the other party retreated.
"For the sake of that sword, I won't trouble you this ti! But next ti, you won't be so lucky!" Although the female champion said this, her expression was sowhat blustering and timid.
Perfikot didn't say much, just made a throat-cutting gesture towards her.
Without a doubt, Perfikot had already decided to kill the female champion the next ti they et.
She herself submitted to the Divine, which wasn't a shaful thing; after all, she was born in the mythical era, where the authority of the gods was deeply rooted, and not thinking about resistance wasn't that big of a deal.
However, she shouldn't have beco the gods' dog and thought others should be the gods' dogs too.
She even considered those who weren't the gods' dogs her enemies, becoming the vanguard in suppressing their struggles against the gods.
But that's a matter for later; right now, Perfikot still had to deal with the matter of the second ancient beast.
Before Perfikot was absorbed into the War God Divine Domain, the second ancient beast had already been beaten into submission by the four-ard lion. During her brief distraction in the War God Divine Domain, the ancient beast was already more dead than alive, clearly on the verge of dying.
Perfikot hurriedly called off the four-ard lion; she wanted the beast alive, and letting it be killed by the four-ard lion was unacceptable.
When Perfikot approached the second ancient beast, she could feel even more the ferocity of this ancient creature.
Even though it had been beaten to the ground, Perfikot could still sense the intimidating beastly aura it emitted, far more fierce than any dragon she had seen.
It was like knowing the tiger in the cage posed no threat, yet still feeling scared of it.
Especially since the ancient beast in front of her was not a caged tiger, but a wild beast whose ferocity hadn't been tad.
However, Perfikot didn't particularly care about this; she had faced the Divine head-on, let alone a giant beast already beaten down.
Directing the four-ard lion to assist the investigation team in restraining this ancient beast with various restraints and then transporting it away with the Flying Airship, Perfikot nodded in satisfaction.
The results this ti were satisfying enough; one dead and one injured ancient beast were acceptable results for her, and also quite satisfactory gains.
The dead one could be used to create more third-generation Godslaying Armor. This armor, made from the blood and flesh of ancient beasts, had proven very satisfactory in terms of combat power after testing.
Intelligence-wise, it might be slightly inferior, but its growth rate is quick, and it's believed that it will soon reach the adequate level.
The only problem might be that its intelligence grows too fast, possibly exceeding certain limits.
But for Perfikot, this was not a problem. She just needed to further restrict the upper limit of its intelligence growth.
After all, Perfikot needed a weapon of war, not a wild beast beyond control.
As for the living one, it was a valuable research specin! Understandably, such a unique research specin was rare, especially since ancient beasts had survived from the mythical era; this would greatly aid Perfikot in researching and understanding the mythical era.
It's safe to say that Perfikot now had about a dozen research projects in mind, planning to try them on this ancient beast.
However, to start research, Perfikot thought it best to wait until it recovered a bit; otherwise, a dying ancient beast could easily be accidentally killed during experintation.
She didn't want the precious and rare specin she painstakingly obtained to die carelessly from inattention during experints.
Regarding the safety issues after the ancient beast recovers? Perfikot could have the four-ard lion beat it down once, and she could beat it down two or three tis again, not to ntion that her experintal plans already included ways to harmlessly deal with such a giant beast.
For the Divine, who weren't very good at using their brains, these ancient beasts might be challenging to handle, but for Perfikot, ancient beasts were rely larger wild animals, and taming or controlling them posed no problem for her.
"Though you are indeed powerful, and the Jade Record truly deserves its na as a Divine Artifact, even stronger than any artifact I know of, thinking that the Divine aren't good with brains is still sowhat blasphemous." The God of Wisdom sensed Perfikot's thoughts and couldn't help but interject.
"Really? How is it blasphemous?" Perfikot retorted.
The God of Wisdom fell silent. She couldn't very well admit that it was because the gods truly didn't like using their brains, could she?
Perfikot said nothing further, instead walking to the hot spring where the ancient beast had been soaking. Observing the pond excavated by the ancient beast, she reached to feel the water's temperature and wore a peculiar expression.
"It's no surprise there's a hot spring here, but why is there such a rich concentration of magic power in the spring water? I was already puzzled last ti in Death Valley. Is there a ley line beneath the Northern Territory?" Perfikot showed a puzzled expression.
She clearly rembered that the last ti she was in Death Valley, she had also encountered situations where underground water contained magic power.
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