"Roar~~~" The roars of beasts continued all around as Ye Chen and Jian Mengyi led the two of them slowly closer to the wasteland planet.
As the official cleanup operation began, many lords dispersed one after another, but maintained a relatively safe distance to facilitate support from those around them.
The first thing Ye Chen and the others faced was a group of vengeful spirits floating in the air, their ethereal bodies groaning as they charged toward them.
"Hiss~~~ There are too many, aren't there? Even the dark races in the Dark Origin Land don't have this many!" The fat man said with a frightened expression as he looked at the vengeful spirits rushing towards him.
"This is a wasteland planet, after all, with endless dark creatures. It wasn't meant for us new lords. He just arrived too early!" Ye Chen said. The Silvermoon Elves around him had already taken action, bombarding the area with a barrage of spells of various elements to prevent the wraiths from getting closer.
"Belonging to the Holy Temple, Radiant Holy Sword!" On the other side, a dazzling white light suddenly shone on Ye Ling's territory.
A hundred-meter-high beam of light swept out, burning countless vengeful spirits to ashes amidst their wails.
"Tsk~~~ As expected, angels of light are the nemesis of all dark creatures!" The warm light shone on him, and the fat man no longer felt afraid, exclaiming with emotion.
"Stop showing off and save your energy. Where's the magic crystal you made? Also, control your stone golem and go collect the magic crystal and materials. Oh, and don't forget I need the soul stone!" Ye Chen said irritably, glancing at the fat man gesturing in the distance.
"Oh, okay, coming right away!" The fat man snapped out of his daze and immediately controlled the stone golem to transport a large number of magic crystal bombs to the two of them. Then he went into the darkness to collect soul stones from the dead vengeful spirits.
These are the materials Ye Chen needs. The Holy Spirit Shield alone requires thousands of soul stones, which would require killing at least tens of thousands of vengeful spirits.
Fortunately, there are plenty of vengeful spirits here. Killing them all should be enough to collect over a thousand soul stones.
"Boom~~~" A large number of magic crystal bombs were thrown out. They were all Tier 1 magic crystal bombs, but they still caused a series of booming sounds.
A large number of Tier 2 vengeful spirits perished instantly, with only Tier 3 spirits able to survive thanks to their powerful vitality. However, what awaited them was the holy sword of the angels.
"Holy crap! Is this how you guys usually fight?" The loud explosion startled Si Meng. She was organizing the Duobao trading website and couldn't help but look up into the darkness. The massive explosions stunned her.
“Yeah! They’re just first-tier magic crystal bombs, not worth much!” The fat man nodded and answered matter-of-factly.
He and Ye Chen had always fought like this, and they didn't think there was anything wrong with it. But in Si Meng's opinion, this way of fighting was really too extravagant. Basically, only lords would do this in desperate situations. Who would throw a bunch of magic crystal bombs out to play every day?
"Now I understand why you two are so poor. You really don't value money!" Si Meng swallowed hard and sighed. Even a wealthy woman like her felt heartbroken watching this kind of fighting style.
"Hey~~ It's alright. We only threw some Tier 1 magic crystal bombs, but look, we got back at least Tier 2 magic crystals. No matter how you look at it, we're making a profit!" the fat man said nonchalantly, pointing to the Tier 2 magic crystals he had retrieved in the distance and showing off.
“Indeed, but only you guys would dare to use this method!” Si Meng shrugged, too lazy to pay attention to their fight, and continued her work.
The idea of using magic crystal bombs has been considered before, but it's only effective at lower levels. At higher levels, even a single magic crystal bomb of the same level might not be enough to kill a dark creature of the same level, so this method becomes ineffective.
But at lower levels, how many people can create magic crystal bombs on their own? It seems that only a few races, such as dwarves and gnomes, are known to be able to do so.
These races do not have the terrifying rate of reproduction of goblins, and their limited population means that the production of magic crystal bombs is simply insufficient to sustain their unrestrained use.
The fat man scratched his head, not knowing what the other person was sighing about, so he could only shrug and continue to urge his familiars on. Although they had a brain, there were no lazy ones, but conflicts would always arise due to people vying for work and the uneven distribution of tasks. It was at these times that he had to step in to mediate.
"I feel like I'm a lot like the village committee aunties? Someone who specializes in mediating neighborhood disputes?" the fat man thought to himself with a strange feeling.
On the other side, Ye Chen's bombardment of magic crystals also startled Jian Mengyi, but seeing the still lively Tier 3 wraiths, many angels immediately stepped forward and cut them down.
Having already completed one growth, the angel, like the Moon Goddess and the others, possesses the strength of the late-stage Rank 3. Coupled with the elemental advantage, dealing with these vengeful spirits is as easy as cutting vegetables.
Unfortunately, there were simply too many vengeful spirits, and the angels could only guard one side.
This is also a clan with a very low birth rate. Only two can be recruited at a time, and there is a one-day recruitment cooldown. This has resulted in Jian Mengyi only having about seventy angels so far, some of which are still in their initial form and have not yet completed the first round of growth.
The numerical disparity made it even more difficult for Jian Mengyi to cope. If it weren't for the group attack combo skill like the Radiant Holy Sword, her territory would probably have been overwhelmed by vengeful spirits long ago.
"Mengyi, use magic crystal bombs as needed, don't be stingy!" Ye Chen shouted to Jian Mengyi, while the fat man's stone golem also carried a basket of magic crystal bombs over.
These were all just made by the goblins; they were their hope for clearing out the wasteland planet.
“Okay!” Jian Mengyi nodded, and the angel beside her flapped its wings, throwing magic crystal bombs one after another into the darkness.
"Boom!" Suddenly, one explosion after another rang out, and a large number of vengeful spirits were blasted away, creating a brief gap in the darkness.
"Ah!!!" Jian Mengyi exclaimed excitedly. This kind of exciting fighting style was something she had never experienced before.
Ye Chen smiled and took a short break during this lull, while the fat man quickly collected the magic crystals and soul stones.
Soon, all the Tier 1 magic crystal bombs that had been thrown out were replaced with Tier 2 magic crystals, which the fat man used to remake magic crystal bombs.
In addition, there were hundreds of soul stones to be harvested. At this rate, it is estimated that Ye Chen will be able to gather all the materials needed for his Holy Spirit Shield in just one day. At that time, the security of the entire territory will undoubtedly be improved by several levels.
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