Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast Chapter 269 - 168 King-Level Ticket, Giant Beast Accompanyin

Chapter 269: Chapter 168 King-Level Ticket, Giant Beast Accompanying

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After confirming that Denny Lockwood was trustworthy, Jack returned to his room to reflect on their transaction.

Traces of a Level 5 Mutated Beast in its late stages, with a sizeable probability of having a distorted space area harboring Heaven and Earth treasures, would this information be considered expensive at 50 contribution points?

It seed reasonable at first glance, but in Denny’s case, it was essentially pure profit.

Because he didn’t have to risk hunting the mutated beast or faced the danger to explore that special perilous area to find those potential heaven and earth treasures.

Of course, there is always a trade-off.

If Jack managed to kill that mutated beast and stumbled upon so resources, this trip would be worth at least five hundred contribution points, essentially making a fortune.

On the other hand, if he yielded nothing and only managed to kill the Level 5 mutated beast, this journey would earn just over a hundred contribution points.

This would be the case, provided he killed one or two Level 3 or 4. mutated beasts on his way back.

Although it wouldn’t be a loss, it would fetch a lesser profit, especially considering that fifty points had been taken away.

And who was the one that leaked the information about him killing the Level 5 Mutated Beast with a King-level bloodline?

This was a team effort. Along with him was another genius, Howard Lee, who had also reached Fourth Layer Heaven. Yet, Denny was certain that Jack was the Beast King slayer.

Sothing was definitely amiss.

Jack was certain of that before he took a bath and readied himself for bed, yet he kept one part of his consciousness on the Thunderfla Behemoth.

After absorbing the ancient blood, Jack felt as if he was half-awake, half-asleep when the Thunderfla Behemoth hibernated, causing him to daydream frequently while on the road these last two days.

Now two days had passed and the drowsy feeling was finally beginning to subside.

Underneath a volcano where scorching magma rolled, a beast thirty-five ters long, with golden-red flas burning all over its body, slowly opened its eyes.

After two days of hibernation, the Thunderfla Behemoth grew several ters larger and its appearance had undergone so changes as well.

Its head resembled the Eastern Divine Dragon even more, while those black horns growing backwards on its head beca sharper, more elongated, and dense, similar to a mane.

Add to that the three pairs of blood-red feather horns fiercely protruded from its flanks. Atop them, golden flas ford a crown, giving off a mysteriously divine and majestic impression.

Besides that, its body structure beca more robust, its double claws were elongated and powerful, and the muscles of his hind legs were bulging, full of bursting energy.

Whoo!

The Thunderfla Behemoth slightly parted its jaws and a terrifying golden fla spewed out, reaching more than ten ters. Wherever it burned, the magma was lted into pure liquid.

Under normal conditions, magma was a viscous, scorching liquid that contained various substances.

But now, under the golden fla spewed by the Thunderfla Behemoth, these substances were practically slted into ‘clear’ liquid, becoming even hotter.

This was one of the acquisitions the Thunderfla Behemoth had received from its hibernation: energy control.

Previously, when it exhaled, all the scorching energy within its body needed to be gathered, similar to having a single-use attack which couldn’t be controlled once it manifested. It only had an ‘on’ and ‘off’ switch.

But now, after hibernating, the Thunderfla Behemoth discovered it could control the flas and lightning within its body much more effortlessly. Just a thought was all it needed to gather energy.

Thinking this, the Thunderfla Behemoth stretched out its right claw.

Suddenly the flas jumping around its right arm converged at its claw tip. The compression made the tip resemble molted gold, emitting a dazzling golden light.

At that mont, the Thunderfla Behemoth gently swept its claw, and wherever it pointed, magma vanished, leaving a series of black cracks of different lengths.

Then those black cracks disappeared under the pressure of the surrounding magma.

Hiss! So, Powerful! The Thunderfla Behemoth was sowhat surprised.

The overheated fla of more than two thousand degrees Celsius, compressed to ten tis its size at the claw’s tip, made its claw excessively sharp, more so than divine weapons.

The energy on the claw tip’s surface exceeding tens of thousands of degrees Celsius even had the ability to completely destroy objects. This could easily rip apart the body’s protective energy or thick scale armor of beasts of the sa level.

“Let’s call this Golden Fla Dragon Claw,” the Thunderfla Behemoth nad this maneuver.

However, this was just the basic application of energy compression.

With this thought, the Thunderfla Behemoth looked up slightly. The flas on its body suddenly converged, and electric blue lights started hopping around on its dorsal fin, gradually spreading throughout its body.

The electrical energy went deep into the body of the Thunderfla Behemoth, stimulating its muscles, and in an instant, an inexhaustible terrifying strength was released.

Boom!

Together with a world-shaking power burst, the magma exploded in the depths of the volcano. A silhouette surrounded by lightning rose through the sky amid the rolling magma, wrapping up the Thunderfla Behemoth and propelling it hundreds of ters above the sea.

Boom! Mid-air, the magma fire pillar exploded, and it looked like raining fire. Amid the flas, a black and red dragon descended from the sky and violently crashed onto the sea surface.

The sea instantly splashed and churned. The blazing and boiling seawater shot up hundreds of ters.

Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!!

A giant black-red beast was creating havoc on the sea surface. Those massive claws stirred up waves as high as ten ters with every swing, accompanied by exploding seawaters, the scene was terrifying.

With the stimulation of the electrical energy on its muscles, calling forth the cell’s strength, the Thunderfla Behemoth was full of energy, longing to release it.

Moreover, after it woke from its slumber this ti, its control over other talents was also becoming stronger.

Like now, it could control the power burst in parts, like the double claw. It could maintain up to 20 tis its normal strength. As a result, each swing was as terrifying as a missile explosion..