A sneak attack was one factor; another important reason was its lack of defense against Dark Spiritual Power attacks.
"I was thinking at the ti that if this guy refuses to give blood, I’d just beat him up and forcibly take it. Little did I expect to et like this."
Zhang Xiaoman descended amid the tense gazes of the beastn, stepping onto the ground.
Imdiately, a powerful shock wave spread out from him as the center, sending the surrounding beastn flying.
Seeing the area cleared, he casually set up a barrier to prevent interference when he collected the Dragon Blood.
The blood of the Golden Holy Dragon King was also red, but this red carried a hint of golden radiance, giving an air of mystery and extraordinariness.
Dragon Blood possesses powerful killing power, especially so against so weaker creatures.
At this mont, the ground around had already been scorched with cracks by the scorching Dragon Blood, rather than being dampened as if water had t soil.
"Luckily, I arrived in ti; the essence of this Dragon Blood is constantly being lost..."
Zhang Xiaoman took out a crucible half a ter high from the storage ring and began using his Water Control ability to guide the Dragon Blood into the crucible.
The red-gold blood seed to co alive, transforming into a long water snake that entered on its own.
"Dragon Blood essence is difficult to preserve; it must be refined imdiately."
Zhang Xiaoman continued to guide the blood into the pot while applying alchemy to refine it.
Strangely, the crucible seed only several tens of centiters in size, yet even after guiding so much Dragon Blood inside, it showed no sign of being filled.
This was actually due to his constant refinent; the Dragon Blood inside was boiled by special ans into concentrated essence, drastically reducing its volu.
During the boiling process, Zhang Xiaoman was constantly taking out many precious materials he’d prepared in advance from the Space Ring, also pouring in the dicine Ifei gave him.
This was a basic dicine prepared with the girl’s help.
But it’s not enough alone; it needs to be fused with the Dragon Blood and several other precious materials to take effect.
While Zhang Xiaoman was performing the refining on-site, the beastman army wasn’t idle either, constantly attacking the barrier.
Unfortunately, most of them were just mixed soldiers, and with their strength, even if they chopped for a day and a night, they couldn’t breach this barrier.
Zhang Xiaoman didn’t pay attention to them, as he was fully focused on refining the dicine before him.
Anyway, these beastn posed no threat to him, so let them chop all they want.
Besides, he was in the rear of the beastman army, surrounded by a densely packed million-strong army — even if he wanted to kill them, he couldn’t finish it quickly.
Although Zhang Xiaoman had many wide-ranging killing skills, prioritization and urgency prevailed; he wasn’t here to rack up battle achievents, and the Dragon Blood essence continued to leak, negating the need for combat.
But the truth is, several million beastn were still terrifying.
Even if McCarthy’s Forbidden Curse wiped out hundreds of thousands, they still numbered nearly two million.
When they stood together, the earth seed fully packed as far as the eye could see.
The Alliance army couldn’t possibly hold against such numbers, and McCarthy’s scorched earth plan was imperative.
Of course, all this was without Zhang Xiaoman’s involvent.
Glancing at the alchemy crucible’s contents, he estimated that it would take less than five minutes to complete.
"Boom!"
Suddenly, thunder reverberated across the sky.
A lightning bolt then descended, slamming fiercely into Zhang Xiaoman’s barrier.
"Buzz~"
The barrier, impervious to the beastman soldiers’ attacks, vibrated intensely under the lightning strike, emitting a buzz.
"Have they arrived?"
Zhang Xiaoman abruptly looked up, his gaze reaching the sky.
A black dragon, several ters long, was rushing towards him.
On its back, a beastman shaman wielded radiant thunder, clearly the source of the recent attack.
"A dragon and a shaman..."
Zhang Xiaoman secretly chuckled; how low did they regard him to send just two Ninth Ranks?
As this thought erged, thunder gathered in the sky.
A giant Storm Elent King was summoned, swinging a storm at him.
"Okay, now it’s three..."
Squinting at the storm creature before him, Zhang Xiaoman narrowed his eyes.
In the next second, golden rays erupted from his eyes.
Spiritual Vision!
Instantly, the energy flows around him beca clear in his vision.
Not only Dark Spiritual Power but even lower-level Elental Power.
"That must be your Elental Core."
Unlike this world’s professionals, for whom finding Elental Cores was almost impossible, Zhang Xiaoman’s Spiritual Vision made them as obvious as a high-power flashlight.
Turning his head, his gaze landed on the giant long spear on Elcurus’ corpse.
"This weapon is nice!"
Zhang Xiaoman leaped and grabbed the spear tightly, pulling with all his might.
"Swoosh!"
The hundred-ter long spear was forcefully pulled out by him, leaving those in mid-air breathless.
Only the Storm Elent King was unaffected, continuously attacking the barrier.
"Ha!"
Feeling tired, Zhang Xiaoman grunted.
The spear, weighing at least a hundred tons, was akin to dozens of Golden Cudgels in novels.
While his constitution accumulated to about 60 points, he could only lift around twenty tons at most, incapable of lifting the spear by strength alone.
Thus, he used so Dark Energy Shock thods for assistance, employing the floating force from air shock to successfully raise the spear.
"Whoosh!"
Next second, the hundred-ter spear was hurled out, targeting the Storm Elent King in the sky.
"Heh, it’s useless."
The Shaman Priest coldly laughed at the sight.
The undying characteristic of elental creatures ensured they couldn’t be killed by conventional ans.
Unless their energy was depleted through repeated kills or their Elent Core destroyed.
But such thods were beyond even the likes of Urbis.
Confidently waiting for a spectacle, the Shaman’s expression suddenly turned blank.
The golden spear penetrated the Elent King’s body, instantly dispersing it, disconnecting the shaman’s ntal link to the summoning.
"What’s wrong, beastman!?"
Black Dragon Jilinget roared in displeasure; the storm failed to reassemble.
The Shaman Priest appeared incredulous.
"He can see the Elent Crystal Core’s location..."
Jilinget was stunned.
A Ninth Rank Storm Elent King, killed in seconds?
At that mont, it felt absurd, unbelievable, and even a hint of fear.
"Roar! Damn human, I’ll kill him!"
Driven by its emotions, Jilinget angrily roared, spreading its wings to charge at the barrier below.
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