Wang Zheng got the benefit but still acted innocent. If this sixth-grade beast knew in the afterlife that he was being mocked by him even after his death, who knows what kind of expression it would have.
Despite his cursing, Wang Zheng was delighted to see the fiery red fur without a single blemish. He then kicked the enormous lion beast and put it away.
"This bright red fur is perfect for making a coat for my mom. It's much better than that white-tailed ferret. It'll keep her warm in winter, and it'll make a great New Year's gift."
Thinking back to that smooth cut, Wang Zheng felt a sense of smug satisfaction.
"My swordsmanship is actually pretty good!"
With Wang Shao's thick skin, he didn't attribute the damage to the Poisonous Python King's bony longsword at all, and shamelessly believed it was all his own doing.
...
"Come here!"
Although Wang Zheng continued to use Fierce Battle Roar to attract the aggro of the beast horde, he gradually discovered that there were fewer and fewer beasts around him, and most of them were low-level beasts of the first or second rank.
The rate at which spiritual energy was increasing in the data panel also began to slow down.
When he looked up, he discovered that it wasn't that the beast tide had receded, but rather that the Candlelight Barrier at the farthest end of the river had begun to gradually extinguish.
Moreover, as time goes by, it continues to dissipate towards the center and should be completely extinguished soon.
Although the air above the entire river was still scorching hot, and the silt at the bottom of the riverbed had been dried up and baked red, even showing a glaze-like sheen, the rolling heat waves prevented the strange beasts from crossing for the time being.
However, the beasts that were originally moving along the main road had long since become sparse, and had mostly surged to the sides of the city.
They were just waiting for the temperature to drop so they could force their way across the river and avoid Wang Zheng, that nemesis.
When Wang Zheng looked around, he found that he was already surrounded by the corpses of strange beasts.
Countless severed limbs lay scattered across most of the square, thick, foul-smelling blood staining the entire square, making it resemble a terrifying and horrifying battlefield, even clogging the sewers on the street.
Each step he took pulled out sticky, bloody threads, making his scalp tingle and his heart race. The pungent, suffocating smell almost knocked Wang Zheng unconscious.
He had been so absorbed in the joy of his spiritual energy growth and gains that he hadn't paid any attention to his surroundings until now, when he realized that he had already killed so many strange beasts.
The air was thick with the stench of blood, a pungent smell that mingled with the putrid odor emanating from the poisonous bone knife corroding flesh.
The pile of corpses around him made it difficult for the surrounding beasts to squeeze in. During the more than half an hour of slaughter, the high-level beasts that had opened their wisdom apertures had long since discovered his presence as a god of death and kept their distance.
Only those low-level alien beasts that are still confused and lack intelligence will approach Wang Zheng's vicinity, and then be forcibly attracted by the fierce battle roar, and have their heads blown off with a single strike.
This is why Wang Zheng hasn't been able to collect the corpses of exotic beasts for a long time, and the growth rate of his spiritual energy limit has also slowed down.
Wang Zheng frowned, shook off the blood on his feet, looked at Zhu Yan in the distance, and sat on the Crimson Cloud, floating in mid-air.
To be honest, it was quite unexpected for Wang Zheng that these candle flames could burn for so long before going out.
He guessed in his heart that the blood and flesh of the dead beasts and the spiritual energy crystals that had been bombarded and exploded provided energy for the [Nine Yin Candlelight].
Otherwise, these black flames definitely wouldn't have lasted this long.
Moreover, when he first used the [Nine Yin Candlelight] outside the city, his spiritual energy was drained, but it continued to burn for quite a while. This must be because the dead beasts provided the energy.
Looking around at the bloodstains on the ground, Wang Zheng almost cried when he saw that his spiritual crystals had finally risen back to 130,000.
I worked so hard for half an hour, hacking my way from the West District to the city gate, and then back to the Broken Bridge. I finally managed to save up this little bit of wealth. Am I going to spend it all again?
Just as Wang Zheng was on the verge of tears, Ke An's voice came through his earphones.
"Lieutenant Wang Zheng, this is Ke An from the Tengchong Military Headquarters. Please respond upon receipt!"
"This is Wang Zheng, please speak!"
Wang Zheng thought he had come to inform him that the candle flame had gone out, and was gritting his teeth, preparing to deliver two more blows, when Ke An brought him good news.
"Just now, when the flames in the river were about to go out, one of our young soldiers threw a fireball into the river in an attempt to rekindle the flame barrier."
Although his idea failed to materialize, he gained an unexpected reward.
We discovered that although the fireball did not explode when enveloped in your black flames, and was even gradually consumed, the black flames burned even more intensely afterward.
I just wanted to ask you, is there anything wrong with doing this? Can we continue to throw fire-based abilities into it to replenish the energy of this black flame?
Wang Zheng: ? ? ?
Is there really such a good thing?
But don't ask me, I don't know either.
I'm just an ordinary freshman majoring in healing; what do I know about fire element?
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