Soon they returned to the stone gate at the entrance of the relics without any enemies blocking their way.
At this mont, the heavy stone door, thick as a city wall, was once again open.
They could see the silhouette of the Ancient Tree Guardian standing outside.
Lear let out a sigh of relief.
Luckily, no enemies appeared outside to cut off their retreat.
The army filed out, and upon seeing the sky again outside, he felt as if a lifeti had passed.
This exploration of the ruins was fraught with unexpected incidents, and they almost couldn’t return.
However, it still wasn’t safe; he waved his hand to urge the army to hurry back.
The Dark Night Elf rode the Unicorn waiting outside, while the Cold-blooded Cavalry took the Swamp Boggart and Bubble Beast with them.
Lear flipped onto an Ancient Tree Guardian without much delay, and the army set off directly.
After speeding forward for over half an hour.
Rumble~
A dull sound suddenly erupted from behind.
The ground trembled.
Lear’s heart skipped a beat, and he quickly turned his head to look.
He saw dust rising in the air like a sandstorm, completely obscuring his vision.
However, seeing this scene, his last bit of worry dissipated, and a light expression appeared on his face.
After waiting ten minutes, the thick smoke that covered the sky gradually dispersed.
He stood on the tree crown twenty-five ters high and looked into the distance.
A giant, awe-inspiring elliptical pit ca into view.
Its depth exceeded 50 ters and stretched to the horizon.
Large areas of trees and vegetation were subrged and covered, everything was gone.
The muddy water around the pit was rapidly pouring into it.
If they hadn’t escaped, the entire army would have been buried.
This scene, like an apocalyptic disaster, gave him a strong visual impact.
Lear took a deep breath.
Such an earth collapse disaster could probably only be roughly withstood by tree lifeforms like the Ancient Tree Guardian.
In reflection, he sent the Crimson Queen Bee back to investigate, but found no unexpected surprises.
Not even a trace of the ruins was visible.
Seeing this, Lear didn’t linger; he ordered the army to return directly.
After advancing for half an hour, the Dark Night Elf leader—Isa suddenly requested an audience.
After a few nimble and elegant leaps, she arrived at the tree crown from the branches.
Isa’s exceptionally beautiful face looked at him with full respect. After saluting with a hand on her chest, she spoke solemnly.
"My lord, the casualties and gains have been tallied..."
Lear’s eyes focused slightly.
"Speak."
Isa organized her words and then spoke softly.
"Cold-blooded Cavalry lost 150 people... the remaining warriors were all injured, and during the battle, almost all weapons were destroyed."
"All the Crimson Wasps perished, none left."
Lear nodded. Although he had estimated the losses fairly accurately after the battle ended,
he still let out a breath upon hearing the exact numbers.
The sacrifice of the Crimson Wasps was acceptable; with the Flesh of the Abyss Duke, they could quickly replenish.
But the Cold-blooded Cavalry was different; they were a Level 11 unit!!
He had expended significant effort to train this trump card.
In one battle, 150 were wiped out.
Painful loss.
The condition of the weapons also caused him to frown.
If the weapons in hand had been tougher and they had worn armor, the casualties would not have been so large.
However, there’s no choice; Weilu City’s resources are too shallow, lacking in many areas.
Nevertheless, he needed to urge the Fray people to speed up and forge the armor quickly.
He didn’t want to suffer this kind of loss again.
However, the sacrifice wasn’t in vain.
The gains from this exploration of the relics were indeed remarkable.
Isa continued to report.
"The Bubble Beast imprisoned 6,521 chanical Hummingbirds, and just now, these chanical Hummingbirds suddenly activated."
"It was found that by infusing spiritual power into them, they could be directly controlled to execute commands."
"Additionally, the three chanical Butchers we imprisoned experienced the sa situation."
Lear’s eyes lit up, such good fortune?
After asking for more details, he finally confird.
After the Goblin Ruins collapsed, losing the central command, these chanical Puppets entered a formatted state.
Beca a blank slate.
Ready for new control.
This surprised him pleasantly.
Earlier, he was worried about how to handle these chanical Puppets, but now the problem was automatically solved.
Comfortable.
After Isa’s brief report, she left.
Lear was still in an exuberant mood.
Not just because of the above gains.
More importantly, it was those few fierce treasures.
First is the 4-star level blueprint - Flesh and Blood chanical Fusion Technique.
chanical Butchers were fused using this technology.
In addition, he obtained 12 High Tier chanical Arms.
If he could fully understand this technology, he might recreate the chanical Butchers unit.
Second, the Goblin Bomb.
Five 4-star, one 5-star.
He hadn’t had ti to test their exact power, but as consumables, their might was often stronger than normal treasures of the sa level.
Moreover, they’re rated by the Intelligence System as the pinnacle of Goblin Civilization treasures!
Especially the 5-star Goblin Bomb, comparable to the severed finger from the chanical Puppet that slaughtered divine beings.
The power contained in that severed finger instantly killed a Level 16, 5-star potential Hero!!
Imagine the intensity of this level.
Now, there was a Goblin Bomb of the sa rating!
Could it be, a miniature nuke?
Third, the severed finger!
Possessing the Power of Annihilation, the severed finger turned the tide in the final battle!
Its terrifying power has already been revealed.
This is a trump card, a ga-changer!
This severed finger provided him with enough confidence to face the greatest current uncertainty—Master of Stench and Flies.
It also truly endowed Weilu City with the foundation to rise in Mire Swamp.
The significance is monuntal, almost a milestone.
The final gain is the flesh of the Abyss Duke, now serving as the energy source for the Land of Crimson Rot.
Its level is Mythical!
Though it doesn’t have the direct power of the severed finger, it’s the flesh from an Evil God.
It holds mysterious and incredible power.
Regretfully, he hadn’t reached a high enough level to explore its use more extensively yet.
At present, he could only have it power the Land of Crimson Rot.
But this treasure almost has no ceiling on its value.
Reflecting on this, Lear felt deeply gratified.
The cost of this exploration was imnse, but comparing it to the gains, it’s insignificant.
Furthermore, these subsequent treasures can no longer be asured by ordinary value, as they are foundational treasures that determine the rise and fall of a territory.
After returning to the territory and thoroughly digesting these gains, the strength of Weilu City could take another leap.
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