In an instant, he felt his power pouring out like a torrent.
The bad feeling in his heart reached its peak.
He extended his right hand, wanting to forcibly pull out the nail... but his strength completely vanished, and the nail was as immovable as a mountain!
At this mont, a Great Demon appeared in his sight...
"No, bastards!! You can’t kill , no one can kill !! No one!!"
The desperate Lizard-man leader went completely mad.
With a roar, he suddenly pulled out a pitch-black Magic Scroll pulsing with terrifying waves from his waist and tore it with a grim smile.
"No one can kill ..."
Crack~
Bang~
A terrifying force of destruction erupted from the scroll.
A horrifying energy shockwave swept like a tide in all directions.
The Great Demon, who had just stepped out of the void, had its body instantly incinerated and lted as if thrown into a thousand-degree molten magma.
At the sa ti, the energy overflowed, covering a thousand-ter range...
Where it passed, everything was corroded and lted.
Forbidden Curse Scroll——Death Corrosion.
Wave after wave, the flesh on the Great Demon’s body constantly disintegrated and reford, appearing exceptionally terrifying.
When the energy in the air subsided, they were finally able to recover... anwhile, in Weilu City, a tenth of the blood-colored crystal on the Mosquito Queen was directly consud.
On another side, the Flesh Butcher was covered by large patches of rot at this mont.
The bones stark white, and the flesh couldn’t regrow in a short ti.
The power of this Magic Scroll far exceeded imagination.
And the Lizard-man leader who tore the scroll was reduced to a pile of muddy water...
Lear in the rear observed this scene with furrowed brows.
This guy, hiding such a trick?!
The history of this world is too long, who knows what kind of Treasures are scattered outside.
One careless mistake can cost dearly!
If encountering such an enemy again, take decisive asures for execution without giving any chance to breathe!
Taking a deep breath, his gaze beca clear.
"Deserted Tomb Guard, resolve the battle quickly."
"Cold-blooded Cavalry, push forward!"
In every battle, Lear learns from experience.
No one is perfect, but as long as one maintains an apprentice’s mindset, they will eventually stand on the mountaintop overlooking the land.
Pride and arrogance can lead to a Divine Spirit’s downfall.
With the backbone lost, the Lizard-n’s resistance weakened further.
Under the strong strangulation of the Deserted Tomb Guard and the precise sniping of the Dark Night Hunter, they were gradually devoured until completely extinct.
When no Lizard-man stood on the field, Lear exhaled deeply.
Feeling a bit better.
Looking around, more than fifty thousand corpses piled up on the ground, with blood dyeing the mud red, like a Purgatory.
An intense visual impact.
These are the nutrients for the Cold-blooded Cavalry to beco stronger!
"chanical Flying Dragon, return to the territory imdiately and bring the Bubble Beast... load all the corpses back!"
With this inco, 1,200 Wetland Lizard-n can be transferred to beco Cold-blooded Cavalry.
The flesh energy of a level 12 creature is quite abundant, fifty thousand, enough.
But once satisfied here, wanting to continue advancing to 4 Stars Potential, this amount of flesh isn’t quite enough...
Lear’s mouth twitched.
After this promotion, the Cold-blooded Cavalry would number 3,700, fearing even wiping out those half a million Beastn might not suffice.
He never desired so much to expand the pig farm before...
No wonder high-tier armies are hard to cultivate, he, as the god of the Swamp, wielding Authority, already finds it imnsely challenging.
Really don’t know how those ordinary forces amassed tens of thousands of high-tier armies.
It’s a headache.
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