But to a Divine Spirit, it’s just that.
He is a being who controls the rules of the world, with the Power of Authority constantly cleansing his soul and body.
Ordinary power enhancents can no longer affect him.
Once he ca to his senses, seeing the remaining three, he simply put them away.
There’s no need to grant these too quickly, wait for a suitable opportunity.
The Flesh Butcher could be granted one, but given his formidable roots, it might not be effective.
As for Isa, it’s unnecessary. As a ranged Hero, her lee ti is minimal, so there’s no need to waste such a powerful Treasure.
At this mont, the army gathered up all the scattered corpses.
Piling them into a mountain of bodies, blood-drenched limbs looked terrifying.
A typical person seeing this scene would probably be scared out of their soul.
Lear remained unfazed. He had long been transford by the forging of blood and fire.
He strode forward and directly invoked the Power of Authority to cover the mountain of corpses.
The next mont... the bodies transford into pure blood energy, infused into the Dark Night Hunters.
The vast blood energy elevated three Squadrons of Dark Night Hunters to Level 14!
This increased their number to four Squadrons at Level 14!
It’s fair to say they made an absolute fortune this ti.
However, on the other side, there was a bit of a dilemma—the armor seized from the Gray Dwarves was difficult to carry without transport.
While Lear was pondering, he glanced at the Two-headed Giant Chief and didn’t hesitate to bestow everything upon him.
This ferocious being possessed a unique Skill—tal Devouring.
He could consu tal to enhance his body and chanical limbs, while also restoring his Status. Current Enhancent Progress: 78%. Each completed enhancent awards an additional Passive Attribute.
Like how the Flesh Butcher devours souls and flesh to gain Passive Skills, this being, modified by the Ancient Goblin God, also possesses growth Skills.
After having consud a significant amount of tal before, his progress reached 78%, though it hasn’t yet activated the first Passive Attribute.
Receiving such a generous reward, the Two-headed Giant Chief imdiately beca excited.
After respectfully expressing gratitude, he turned to face the mountain of Gray Dwarven Armor.
Taking a deep breath, a unique tallic sheen emanated from his body, enveloping it.
The chanical limbs behind him flexibly extended forward, grasping the armor in front of him.
To one’s surprise, the solid armor, cloaked in the tallic sheen, gradually softened, drooping like a blanket, its solidity undetectable.
The next mont, the tal exuded slight glimrs, rging into the chanical limbs.
All six chanical limbs absorbed the glimrs voraciously, like consuming jelly, leaving nothing behind.
Once devoid of luster, the armor instantly beca rusty and brittle, crumbling away when casually tossed aside.
A truly magical sight.
Due to the sheer quantity, the Two-headed Giant Chief continued devouring for a full two hours with more yet to go.
The Ogre was so delighted that he couldn’t close his mouth.
Lear, on the other hand, was not in a hurry, using this ti for the army to rest.
The continuous battles not only drained a lot of stamina but also left the Heavy Armor of the Cold-blooded Cavalry full of cracks.
They needed to expend energy to allow the armor to self-repair.
This was sothing he couldn’t assist with.
After another hour, the Five to six thousand pieces of armor and weapons were finally entirely devoured by the Two-headed Giant Chief.
A vast pile of scrap tal surrounded him, shattered everywhere, resembling a scrap yard.
At this point, the evolutionary progress on the Two-headed Giant Chief’s panel reached full value and even approached 90%.
He acquired an additional Passive Attribute—Softening chanical Limbs—the chanical limbs could beco as fluid as water, infiltrating the crevices of enemy armor.
Goodness, does this make him seem like a tentacle monster?
Lear marveled in amazent.
Interestingly, after massive devouring, the Two-headed Giant Chief’s Level remained unchanged, but his chanical limbs extended from the original 10 ters to 20 ters.
In effect, doubling the attack Range!
It was truly astonishing.
This enhancent in combat ability was particularly evident, making the already fierce Two-headed Giant Chief even more terrifying.
Lear’s smile never left his face.
After completing the task here, he wasn’t in a rush to move. After two more hours of rest, the army’s stamina and injuries were fully restored, and their armor Status was back to normal.
Even the hive had hatched to full capacity.
It was only then that Lear prepared to lead his army to resu exploration. This ti, their primary objective... the Blood Race, which they had yet to find a trace of.
Thus, this battle was finally declared over.
He beca the biggest beneficiary.
Even due to the revenge attempt by the Scythe Mantis Lord, his gains increased tenfold.
Just as the army was regrouping and preparing to set off, the Intelligence System quietly activated in his mind.
[The Intelligence System has cooled down and can refresh intelligence. Would you like to refresh it?]
Resurfacing from his reflections, Lear realized with so surprise that it was already December 15th.
He had set out on the evening of the 13th, and the Broken Plane appeared at dawn on the 14th, aning he had been in high-intensity combat for an entire day?
Shaking his head, the rules of the Broken Plane were incomplete, with the light always gloomily gray, making it impossible to discern the exact ti.
After taking a deep breath and calming his mind, he looked at the panel with so anticipation and chose to refresh.
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