Invading the nest of the dark beasts, the five Void Venerates of the team took the lead.
Controlling the Tier 5 Dark Technological War Weapon, Obsidian Devastator, they began smashing everything that ca their way.
The Obsidian Devastator possessed nothing but raw power that could crush anything it touched.
With a size stretching tens of kiloters in length, width, and height, coupled with a massive chanical crusher beneath, no matter what dark beast it faced, the result was the sa.
Like a giant eraser on the battlefield, if not for its slow movent, Nash would’ve thought it could wipe out all their enemies on its own.
As the monstrous Obsidian Devastator rampaged across the battlefield, ten thousand Tier 4 Warhamr Cannons unleashed devastating attacks, focusing on the lord-level dark beasts.
Although each shot consud the equivalent of a million void crystals, just a few blasts were enough to take down a Tier 4 or Tier 5 lord-class dark beast.
Like an automated harvester, every dark beast it targeted fell one after another like dominoes.
Following closely behind were the millions of Spiral Behemoths.
Though weaker than the other two war weapons, their mobility and flexibility were unmatched.
Controlled by the other cosmic elites, they moved like infantry, sweeping through the remaining enemies.
Watching the [Map Module], where the red dots representing dark beasts were rapidly disappearing, everyone at the rear was left dumbfounded.
"This... so strong?!"
"Is this the power of those war weapons?!"
"Haha, strong! Super strong!"
"I guess we just need to stand here and watch!"
Realizing their earlier worries were unnecessary, they couldn’t help but laugh in embarrassnt.
At that mont, they finally understood that the massive investnt of the Nova Sector was not for nothing.
Unless they encountered an enormous horde or an anomaly like a Tier 6 Dark Beast, there was nothing to fear.
These war weapons could basically crush everything in their path.
Furthermore, this still wasn’t their full power.
There were nine more Obsidian Devastators and about eight million Spiral Behemoths yet to be deployed.
Coupled with their power, they felt invincible, as if nothing in the dark plane could stop them.
"Don’t get overconfident. Stay alert! The dark beasts won’t just stand there and wait to be killed," Nash warned.
Sure enough, soon, several scattered dark beasts that weren’t on the war weapons’ target list began charging toward them.
Fortunately, after clearing out all the mutated and lord-level dark beasts, the strongest enemies left were Tier 5 dark beasts, which a team of five cosmic elites could easily handle.
With Tier 4 runic weapons in hand, killing them was a breeze.
Seeing that everyone was fine, Nash also began hunting Tier 4 dark beasts to upgrade the Severance Knife.
Needing ten million Tier 4 dark beasts, he had to accumulate experience as much as possible.
Slicing through the dark beasts like a hot knife through butter, Nash felt like he was playing a hack-and-slash ga.
Combined with the optimized [Combat Module System], his efficiency was far higher than anyone else’s.
Like a ghost on the battlefield, every Tier 4 dark beast he passed was cleaved in half before it could even react.
Even the cosmic elites, watching dark beasts suddenly collapse beside them, were stunned, unsure of what had just happened.
Flashing from one place to another, no matter what class of dark beast it was, as long as it was in the Tier 4 realm, it would et its doom in a single slash.
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Over ten hours later, the nest containing billions of dark beasts was completely cleared.
"Huh~ It’s done! I didn’t expect it to be this easy," Nash thought.
Although he knew they wouldn’t have much trouble clearing the nest, the process had been faster than expected.
It seed their journey to find the resource point and even the ti spent traveling to eat had taken longer than the actual battle.
"It seems we can be bolder..." Nash mused.
Gathering everyone, he began ordering a group to start constructing another temporary base.
Leading Nora and a few other pseudo-scientists around, they began reconfiguring and calibrating various resource collectors that the Nova Sector had bought.
"Another job to do..."
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Ten days later, the low-level lode resource point they had found was completely emptied.
Looking at the mountains of resources they had gathered, everyone couldn’t help but turn toward Tsuka, who was devouring everything with each gulp.
As if possessing an invisible maw, each bite took out a chunk of the mountain, drawing gasps and amazent all around.
Eating nonstop since they started mining, Tsuka seed to have an endless stomach, instantly digesting everything it consud.
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Soon, as mountain after mountain of resources disappeared every day, there was still no sign of evolution, causing worry to spread among the group.
"Are the materials enough? Should we start looking for another resource point?"
"It seems the mysterious beast the Leader picked is really sothing."
Appetite was the greatest criterion for a mysterious beast’s potential.
The more materials it consud before evolution, the greater its potential.
"Hah~ What do you know? A leader is a leader for a reason!"
"It’s just too stressful... If the resources we mined aren’t enough, how much more will it take before it evolves?"
"We don’t need to worry about that. Just keep working as usual."
Soon, as Tsuka reached the last mountain of Tier 4 materials, everyone’s hearts were filled with unease.
Especially Nash. Clenching his fists, he stared intently at the changing runic commands revolving inside Tsuka’s body.
"Co on..."
While others only had a vague understanding of the importance of upgrading their shelter, Nash and the other veterans knew its significance.
A Level 1 shelter ant access to the Shelter Buff, or the opportunity to amplify his soul power!
More soul power ant greater computational capacity, a wider range of module systems, and more Spiral Behemoths he could control.
The increase in range alone ant faster and safer exploration of surrounding areas.
In short, Tsuka’s evolution ant an increase in Nash’s power and in the team’s overall efficiency.
Finally, as Tsuka devoured the last scrap of material, the runic commands across its body clicked into place and began to revolve.
"It’s evolving!"
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