As the days of experintation wore on, the beastn in the experintal group exchanged experiences and finally found a winding path in the midst of hardship, and it was through this path that they steadily advanced.
At the very beginning, the Fighting Qi attached to the great sword could only be emitted from both sides, and its speed was equivalent to just one or two levels of wind speed, consuming several tis more Fighting Qi than it normally would. However, this seemingly slow speed opened a new door for the beastn.
Due to the tenacity of Fighting Qi, when treated in this manner, the power of the Fighting Qi attached to the sword exceeded that of an ordinary Fighting Qi sword by over ten percent. Though it seed disproportionate to the consumption, it indeed indicated the direction of advancent.
So the beastn continued their research on this basis, evolving from simple emissions to the hope of transforming the Fighting Qi into a complete cycle between the two blades, thereby greatly reducing the consumption of Fighting Qi while ensuring its movent.
With a correct direction, combined with ongoing training and exchange among the experintal group of beastn, they soon found a solution. The circulation of Fighting Qi attached to the great sword not only resolved the issue of high Fighting Qi consumption but also increased the speed of circulation and enhanced the power beyond that of a typical Fighting Qi Slash.
With the ergence of a breakthrough, the beastn in the experintal group continued to advance, eventually seeing the dawn of remote attack techniques like the Gale Foot Slash Wave.
As long as the speed of the Fighting Qi attached to the great sword could be increased beyond the speed of sound,
No, even if it was less than the speed of sound, as long as it reached a critical point, it would be possible to develop a remote slashing wave similar to the Gale Foot Slash Wave!
The future is bright!
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anwhile, sowhere in the forest.
Rumble!!!
The grotesque giant hand’s hulking body collapsed like a hill, wounds mottled with blood splattering onto the snow, creating a warm mist that imdiately froze solid.
"Whew, managed to kill another one."
Looking at the collapsed forest around him, where more than half of the trees had fallen and the snow appeared plowed through, as well as the giant beast’s corpse lying on the ground, resembling a mountain covered in huge ropes, the rcenary deputy captain Gory let out a long breath, his weapon trembling in his hand.
Ever since they attacked the Dragon Nest Tribe, only to fail and be captured by Austin, they had beco slaves, their lives crushed under heavy labor like brick-moving and mining.
After more than a month of grueling tornt, despite being extraordinary professionals, they were nearly reduced to skin and bones.
They had attempted to escape, but their first few efforts were easily thwarted. The last ti, after escaping the Dragon Nest Tribe and thinking they had made it, they were directly suppressed by Austin and enslaved once more.
Every failed escape ca at a price. Just the thought of that frightening little black room sent chills down everyone’s spines. After Austin’s unparalleled power easily crushed and captured them again, most rcenaries lost all hope; they couldn’t escape, or even if they could, they would have to face the terrifying Blue Young Dragon.
Moreover, escaping into this icy and snowy world mostly only ant facing death.
Even after that, so rcenary slaves, still unwilling to give up, tried to conspire again, but were quickly betrayed by their forr companions, hung on poles in the icy wild for three days, and were barely alive when finally brought down.
You couldn’t bla them. The repeated failed escapes and the cruel punishnts that followed had already caused many companions to lose hope.
Just when all the rcenaries were enveloped in a lancholy atmosphere, thinking they would soon die in this Dragon Nest Tribe like wild grass, the Blue Young Dragon unexpectedly found them and gave them two choices.
One was to submit to it and beco its subordinates, fighting on its behalf.
The other was to continue being slaves, struggling until their value was exhausted and they died.
Gory still rembered that dragon’s haughty deanor, looking down at them as if it were gazing at a bunch of ants, completely indifferent.
Yet in their desperation, the rcenaries, like grasping at straws, naturally most of them chose to submit without hesitation, becoming a part of the Dragon Nest Race. Of course, there were a few stubborn ones who, like rcenary Captain Valen, sneered at the notion.
But not every rcenary held an exalted human faith like Edward. Many of these rcenaries had fought their way up from the bottom, without the slightest notion of nationalism. This attack on the Dragon Nest Tribe was mostly because Edward’s words swayed them; they didn’t have that much of a "vanquish evil" saintly heart.
Besides, at the borders of the human world, weren’t there so countries that submitted to a giant dragon, paying tribute year after year? Why couldn’t they submit to a dragon?
Thus, most rcenaries were taken out of the slave cells and joined Austin’s forces.
In the first few days, Austin individually interrogated them, extracting their Breathing Techniques, combat techniques, various experiences, maps, and even the distribution of worldly forces, all docunted thoroughly.
Subsequently, the rcenaries who had been thoroughly interrogated were incorporated into combat teams. Despite the fact that the main culprit of the assault was that pretty boy Edward, and these rcenaries, like Austin, were of the human race, that didn’t an Austin was going to pardon them just because of shared ancestry.
Why should he care about shared ancestry? Even among humans, there’s plenty of warfare. Since they had already interfered with his interests, there would be no leniency.
Thus, although these rcenaries were pulled from the abyss of slavery, they were also placed in the fighting ranks, taking on the most dangerous frontline tasks. Fortunately, with the growing strength of the Dragon Nest Tribe and their rather abundant experience in hunting giant beasts, when the rcenary corps went out hunting together, there were no casualties; even injuries were quickly healed by the beastman witch doctor.
Over the months, through countless experiences, it felt like a lifeti ago. So rcenaries, because Austin had pardoned them from the slave cells, were moved to tears, swearing eternal loyalty to His Highness Austin.
Regarding this phenonon, Gory outwardly smiled and agreed, but inside he sneered relentlessly. He had no intention of staying under this dragon’s command until death...
Discarding the nurous thoughts from his mind, Gory quickly stepped forward to help clean up the battlefield.
"Speaking of which, haven’t we been exterminating giant beasts continuously? Why does it seem like the number of giant beasts hasn’t decreased recently, but actually increased? Rodrigo, was it always like this before?"
The Legion Commander, Lizardman Rodney, was evidently taken aback, and both his narrative and questioning tones conveyed the sa curiosity.
"Is that so? The tribe hasn’t hunted giant beasts before. But it does seem like you’re right; why does it seem that the number of giant beasts has recently increased?"
Lizardman Rodney’s brows furrowed with noticeable confusion, having not noticed before, but now, thinking about it carefully, it did seem to be a problem.
Gory was also taken aback, having unwittingly stumbled upon a possible issue just by idly chatting.
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