Dual-Race Talent, Dual Hero Talent!!!
Five 4-star skills, one special skill.
After examining the attributes of the Two-headed Ogre Chief, Lear took a deep breath.
A 5-star hero, truly formidable.
His first thought was... is this really the Two-headed Ogre Chief who couldn’t defeat the Plague Fly General?
This transformation can no longer be described as a re tamorphosis; it’s a complete remanufacture of life!
The Ancient Goblin God, utterly invincible.
If only they could be mass-produced... he could sweep through the Wilderness!
At this mont, the slightly fatigued voice of the Ancient Goblin God ca forth.
"Lord Lear, I have infused a part of my own power into it, barely elevating it to 5-star potential."
"But that is its ceiling, unless high-tier treasures matching its level are obtained; otherwise, it will be hard to elevate further."
"This is a gift for our first eting, and also the reward I placed in your care."
In current helplessness, to gain respect, one must demonstrate one’s value.
Only with sufficient value does one have a say.
Seeing Lear’s expression, this gift of his achieved its purpose.
He turned his head and sighed lightly in his heart.
The Goblins’ revival... still needs a long ti.
For now, he could only bet temporarily on this Human Lord.
Lear understood upon hearing this.
Just relying on the Two-headed Ogre Chief, along with these energy cores, evidently doesn’t reach the level of a 5-star hero.
For a weakened soul, these efforts must have cost an arm and a leg.
"Lord Azaro, thank you for your contribution, I appreciate it."
The Ancient Goblin God felt much comforted and spoke with a feeble voice.
"I will continue to slumber... the ti of awakening is uncertain."
"But should you need , you can awaken ."
Lear nodded, offered a few comforting words, and promised to provide stable divinity so the Ancient Goblin God could rest assured.
But soon he thought of sothing, and his gaze shifted to the Mosquito Queen who had been held captive.
"Could it also be transford into chanical life?"
The Ancient Goblin God spoke slowly.
"If the chanical limbs from before can be retrieved, naturally, it can be done..."
Lear imdiately dismissed the idea.
Such things aren’t easy to co by.
Let it continue producing Blood Essence for now...
Not saying much more, he allowed it to rest and recover.
When the presence of the Ancient Goblin God cald down, he looked at the severed finger before him, feeling slightly conflicted.
Who could have imagined that this severed finger concealed such a terrifying existence?
Probably no one would believe it if he told them.
The Two-headed Ogre Chief was still overly excited, taking several deep breaths, full of fervor, as the octopus-tentacle-like chanical limbs bent down.
He knelt in the most humble posture.
"Sovereign, thank you for your gift!"
The favor was imnse.
The grace of rebirth!
Power is everything in this world, and now, he has acquired power, and it’s so formidable, so fierce!
"From this mont forth, I shall use every part of to fight for Weilu City, for your glory!"
"I will beco a sharp knife, a keen blade to cut through every obstacle ahead, until... I break!"
The Two-headed Ogre Chief declared his loyalty with a firm and frenzied tone.
Lear nodded, his gaze profound.
The Two-headed Ogre Chief, enhanced by the Ancient Goblin God, had suddenly beco the highest-ranking hero in the domain.
It is not an exaggeration to say that the combat capabilities at this mont are entirely comparable to the Divine Life, Flesh Butcher.
Should he have revival, who knows the outco?
The heart was filled with satisfaction.
This relic exploration yielded significant gains.
Delightful.
After gesturing for him to rise, the Two-headed Ogre Chief seed to think of sothing, speaking solemnly.
"Sovereign... I wish to return to the Broken Star Plane, the Red Stone Tribe still has tens of thousands of Ogre Warriors."
"They could all be brought under Weilu City’s banner."
Lear’s eyes flickered.
That Half-Plane?
The allegiance of the Two-headed Ogre Chief had been secured for so ti, but the opportunity to explore had never arisen.
Now that the chief had been strengthened so much, conquering that Half-Plane was entirely possible.
To gather all of the Ogre Warriors.
This is certainly a vast fortune!
"Alright, in a few days, once we eliminate the threat of the Dark Naga, we’ll venture into the Broken Star Plane."
He was quite curious about that Half-Plane himself.
Having been here so long, he had yet to leave the Main Plane.
The Cold-blooded Cavalry suffered significant casualties and needed fresh blood.
The Two-headed Ogre Chief nodded imdiately, his chanical limbs suddenly tensing.
His eyes carried a glint of killing intent.
This ti, he was determined to purge all those damned rebels!
Moreover, the main plane is so fertile and vast, with infinite developnt potential; staying in that barren place holds no future.
He is leading his kin to embrace new hope!
Having settled matters here, Lear lingered no longer, leaving in high spirits.
The two injured, slumbering heroes had revived and greatly enhanced.
Relic exploration complete, fierce cards were now held in hand.
Next, it was ti to act against the Dark Naga.
That was the true challenge there.
A living Abyss Duke, the gaze was upon the swamp, where the Dark Naga was rely its appendage.
The opponent was seeking sothing called the ’Godslaying Heart’.
This information was provided by the Cyclops.
Such simple information alone could bring trendous pressure.
To oppose an Evil God takes ample courage.
The Dark Naga lay rely twenty to thirty kiloters from Weilu City.
It could routinely appear like the underlings of the Demigod, the Master of Stench and Flies, in Weilu City.
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