Mirel launched into a tirade, yet those people remained indifferent.
She could even feel mocking gazes from beneath their disguising clothing, stabbing at her like needles, making her feel utterly uncomfortable.
She retorted with a cold laugh, saying, "Even if you take risks driven by your greed, I still see you in a better light, at least you're not leeches who sit and wait for others to give you everything, you're not bugs waiting in a latrine for soone to defecate so you can feed on it!"
Sotis, simply pointing out what the other party is doing is far more effective than trying to bind them with ideals or morals.
At this mont, who among those still here doesn't have their ulterior motives?
If it weren't for the pure purple-level magic crystal they could obtain after the battle, they might have fled just now.
But how is this behavior any different from squatting in a latrine, waiting for soone else to defecate, so they can pick up the feces to eat?
"Ha, such a base provocation," soone sneered, and then suddenly drew a weapon, stepping out of the golden light zone, saying, "But I'm falling for it!"
The person turned around to glance at Mirel: "I'm not proving anything to trash like you, it's just that my hands are itching, and I suddenly feel like fighting sothing."
He strode boldly into the battlefield, though he didn't sing a battle song, the golden light behind him still bestowed him with a layer of war intent blessing.
The battle intent domain left by the Celestial Dragon Race could most directly discern whether each person's intention to fight was sincere or not, they could judge if each person's battle intent was pure.
To their relief, this person truly bore a fighting spirit!
Following him, several more stepped out, successfully receiving the battle intent blessing, their hearts anxious, worrying if the golden light surrounding them had any side effects.
But the ever-growing battle intent quickly surged up, leaving them no ti to think of such random concerns.
They just yearned for an exhilarating battle, to slay the daring formidable enemies!
The strength of these individuals was not weak.
Although their combat thods varied, the destructive power was indeed astonishing.
So excelled in close combat, fighting barehanded, each punch landing with a loud bang on the Gorging Giant Beast.
So were skilled with cold weapons, showcasing oddly-shaped weapons, all capable of inflicting damage upon the Gorging Giant Beast.
So even used hot weapons, which were abandoned by many, but unfortunately, the initially powerful hot weapons were minimally effective on the Gorging Giant Beast.
Only the powerful impact force from the hot weapons could have so influence on the Gorging Giant Beasts.
However, this was enough, as every little favorable condition on the battlefield might sway the developnt of the battle, even a trivial impact force might be the reason for Gorging Giant Beasts' demise.
In total, twenty people stepped out.
More people remained within the golden light zone.
So tried to step out, but due to insufficient willpower or slightly weaker spiritual power, they couldn't withstand the environnt there and had to retreat back to the golden light zone.
So could resist montarily but didn't receive the Celestial Dragon Race's battle intent blessing, realizing they couldn't sustain for long, they also retreated.
But these people were still the minority.
The majority were indifferently standing within the golden light zone, observing those figures battling among the Gorging Giant Beast crowd.
So even began to scrutinize and critique the combat tactics of those people, seemingly to maintain their dignity.
Whenever they saw soone not as good as themselves, they would spare no effort to belittle them to worthlessness, claiming such strength should reckon with their life for daring to step forward.
Mirel found these people increasingly ridiculous, maintaining a cold face and ignoring them, while holding Little Sakura, constantly monitoring Li Zheng's condition.
Li Zheng had long since exhausted himself, holding on purely by force of will.
His combat ability, whether in technique or play, although enhanced by the Bodhi Tree's assistance and his enlightennt grown significantly, he found learning much easier than before.
It couldn't be denied that he had hardly any ti to get acquainted with these combat techniques, so short that even the Bodhi Tree's enhancent of his talent couldn't close the gap between him and others.
Moreover, compared to the strength of his physical body, nurous races among the myriad were far superior to him.
For instance, a being like the Black Dragon Ancestor, if truly tackled, the opponent could crush hundreds of Li Zheng with a single stomp…
The reason Li Zheng could inflict damage on the Gorging Giant Beast completely relied on the advantage of the Black Dragon Spear.
The Black Dragon Spear was crafted by the Blacksmith's first apprentice, using very rare materials, only two exist in the world.
One was bought by the sole survivor of the Celestial Dragon Race, Xiao, and the other was in Li Zheng's hands.
The five-clawed Golden Dragon relief on the spear's shaft seed to have a natural suppressive and destructive force against twisted creatures, and its power seed to have a faint massive increase when battling against twisted creatures.
Li Zheng didn't know if this was a hallucination, but he understood that the Black Dragon Spear was crucial to causing damage to the Gorging Giant Beast!
Moreover, he had an ambiguous intuition; if his physical strength beca stronger, the Black Dragon Spear's power could be further unleashed!
"I can't hold on much longer…" Li Zheng once again thrust the spear, creating a hole on the Gorging Giant Beast, every move as if carrying imnse weight, extrely strenuous.
The Gorging Giant Beast he had been attacking had nurous holes punctured into it, so of which had even healed over the prolonged battle, spotted like toad warts, extrely eerie.
Yet the Gorging Giant Beast remained lively, repeatedly counter-attacking Li Zheng.
Were it not for two spiritual manifestation warriors from the Celestial Dragon Race supporting him, he feared he would've long been captured and crushed into a at pulp by the Gorging Giant Beast.
Under such circumstances, he dared not recklessly use spiritual power.
The state of extre physical exhaustion gave him an illusion of his body nearing collapse.
If he were to use overly powerful spiritual power at this ti, he feared he wouldn't be a at mash by the Gorging Giant Beast, but would self-destruct into a at mash himself…
"Return."
A voice suddenly sounded in Li Zheng's ears, making his heart skip a beat, retreating hastily, looking around in alarm.
"You've done very well, there's no need to continue, return for now."
The voice rang again, seemingly a technique of transmitting voice through spiritual power.
Li Zheng was moved, looking towards the place where the Celestial Dragon Race's battle intent was most concentrated, where a relatively intact mber of the Celestial Dragon Race was gazing at him.
The distance was sowhat vast, yet Li Zheng could sense the smile in the corners of the other's mouth.
This wasn't Li Zheng's first encounter with such an exchange with the Celestial Dragon Race's battle intent spiritual manifestation.
He rembered last ti at the Fourth Sin Domain, at the end of the battle, a general-looking Celestial Dragon Race mber had nodded towards him.
"The 'emotion storm' transford by the Celestial Dragon Race seems different, they retain so self-awareness and are not entirely chaotic like twisted creatures, driven solely by instinct and desire."
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