Starting from primitive world, building the strongest divine kingdom Chapter 298: Chapter 298: Earning The Elemental Origin Cryst

Following the guidance of the blue flas, Enzo walked into the passage.

The passage was not long, only about a hundred ters. After passing through it, Enzo's eyes beheld a cultivated land, where various plants from the Disaster World were grown. This confird that this place was intentionally arranged by Maude. Adjacent to the land was a dilapidated wooden cabin.

Enzo entered the cabin.

Inside the cabin, there was no excess furniture, only a table placed in the center.

On the table lay a scroll made of animal hide.

Enzo delicately picked up the animal hide, only to find that it remained astonishingly soft, indicating that it had been recently removed. Inscribed on the hide were so ssages written in the ancient script of the barren mountains, specifically intended for Enzo's eyes.

[In the very center lies a fragnt of Chaos Behemoth's essence."]

[If you have found this, it ans I haven't misjudged you. Not only do you possess trendous talent, but also the sharpness of mind and vigilance."]

[I am about to depart from the Fierce Beast world. Until we et again.]

At the end of these three ssages stood a signature: Maude.

"It is indeed him!" Enzo exclaid.

But rather than feeling assured, Enzo found himself perplexed.

He couldn't comprehend Maude's true intentions. Fabricating the Eomaia's corpse would undoubtedly lead to chaos, yet chaos seed to bring no benefit to Maude.

Unable to make sense of it, Enzo pushed the thoughts aside.

He walked towards the central spot of the land and muttered to himself, "Maude said that the location of the essence of Chaos Behemoth is buried here... It must be this place. But how does he know about Chaos Behemoth?"

Lost in contemplation, Enzo casually blasted away the topsoil.

As the soil was cleared, a crystal-made box suddenly appeared.

Enzo retrieved the crystal box and, for safety's sake, opted to open it inside his own realm rather than in this location. Taking the crystal box with him, he entered the realm of the small world.

Within the realm of the small world, Enzo took a deep breath and opened the crystal box.

Instantly, a thick and pungent blood essence gushed out, forming the image of a ferocious beast in mid-air.

However, this beast exhibited no signs of intelligence. Despite being ford of blood essence, it emitted no trace of bloodiness, but rather exuded a peculiar fragrance that invigorated every fiber of one's being.

Enzo gazed into the crystal box, within which lay nothing more than an ordinary-looking piece of flesh.

However, the surface of the flesh shimred like the stars in the night sky, harboring a hidden energy that left Enzo astonished.

This was the true essence of Chaos Behemoth's flesh!

Enzo's heart trembled with awe, and without hesitation, he made another attempt to give birth to a Chaos Behemoth avatar.

This ti, the process went smoothly.

Threads of blood erged on the palm of his hand, intertwining and enveloping the piece of Chaos Behemoth flesh, forming a cocoon of blood. The surface of the cocoon solidified, transforming into a colossal crimson egg.

Simultaneously, a branch from The World Tree descended, resting upon the giant egg, providing it with energy.

However, in the next instant, Enzo's expression changed.

On both sides of The World Tree, the levels of the Life Lake and Thunder Pool, which served as reservoirs of energy, were visibly decreasing at an alarming rate. All the energy was being fully absorbed by the Chaos Behemoth egg. Based on this pace, the current supply could only last for a maximum of five days.

Once the ti elapsed, without energy infusion, there was a high possibility of failure in the avatar's birth.

Enzo grew anxious yet also sowhat delighted.

"To give birth to a Chaos Behemoth avatar requires such an imnse amount of energy. This clearly signifies the trendous power of the Chaos Behemoth. And in the short term, if I want to obtain enough elental energy, I can only rely on the Elental Origin Crystal."

Enzo's gaze beca resolute, and a plan gradually ford in his mind.

In the Otrank Mountains at present, there were undoubtedly many individuals from the Starry Sky who possessed Elental Origin Crystals.

Of course, Enzo had no intention of simply seizing them by force. He was not a thief...

...

At the outskirts of the Otrank Mountains.

Several individuals were chasing after a figure cloaked in blood-red. Behind this figure were a stack of Fla Wings, and in his hand, he held a fragnt of Eomaia flesh that exuded a peculiar aura. These individuals had been drawn to it.

Suddenly, a figure drenched in crimson halted in front of them.

Upon seeing this, the pursuers also ca to a stop, with one of them laughing heartily as he spoke, "Boy, why don't you keep running? Hand over the fragnts of Eomaia's flesh in your hands, and we may spare your life! If you refuse, you know full well the consequences that await!"

Unfazed by their threats, the figure bathed in blood remained unperturbed.

He gazed at the approaching group, and a colossal surge of spiritual strength materialized into an ashen fortress, enveloping the surrounding space.

This figure, cloaked in crimson, was none other than Enzo.

As Soul Fortress erged, the pursuers suddenly felt their souls on the verge of collapse, realizing in an instant that they had fallen into a trap.

The boy brandishing the fragnts of Eomaia's flesh hadn't fled out of fear, but rather with purpose.

He had deliberately lured them into pursuit!

It was at this mont that Enzo spoke to the group, saying, "Now, you should contemplate the repercussions of offending ."

Hearing these words, the pursuers were filled with regret.

"Respected powerhouse, I never intended to seize the fragnts of Eomaia's flesh from your grasp. I was rely curious when I saw them chasing after you, so I followed along."

One of them spoke, uttering nonsensical words.

However, to everyone's surprise, Enzo rely nodded and replied, "Is that so? It seems you harbored no intentions of taking from . Leave behind three Elental Origin Crystals, and you may depart."

"Really?" the man instinctively asked.

"Why, are you not eager to leave? Do you wish to stay and accompany them?" Enzo retorted.

"No, no!" the man imdiately denied, emphasizing, "Respected powerhouse, I don't even know them. I'll leave right away!"

With those words, the man produced three Elental Origin Crystals and tossed them to Enzo.

Enzo accepted them and, as agreed, let the man go.

Witnessing this scene, the others followed suit and spoke up.

"Esteed strong one, I have no intention of seizing the Eomaia flesh and blood fragnts in your possession. I was rely curious and decided to follow along!"

The reasons given by the few were almost identical, and Enzo did not question them. Instead, he believed their words. As each person presented the corresponding Elental Origin Crystals, he released them one by one.

Before long, the departing individuals regrouped.

At that mont, they suddenly realized the truth and angrily cursed, "Damn it, that fellow deliberately used the Eomaia flesh and blood fragnts to lure us here, with the intention of obtaining our Elental Origin Crystals!"

The group realized the true intentions behind the events but found themselves helpless.

And this was Enzo's true plan.

Although he had no intention of actively robbing others of their Elental Origin Crystals, if others willingly offered them, he had no choice but to accept.

In the process, there might be so deities involved.

However, relying on his Magic Shadow Divine Arts, Enzo always managed to escape successfully. Moreover, he mostly operated on the outskirts and peripheral areas of the Otrank Mountains, rarely venturing into the core regions, so the chances of encountering deity-level powerhouses were low.

As a result, after over ten days, Enzo had acquired nearly two hundred Elental Origin Crystals.

In the small world.

Enzo cast the Elental Origin Crystals into the Lake of Life and the Thunder Pool, replenishing their supply and preventing further depletion. However, his expression remained devoid of joy. Speaking to himself, he murmured, "Although the Elental Origin Crystals hold imnse power, they pale in comparison to the energy absorbed by the Chaos Behemoth.

Based on the information I have gathered, the gestation of the Chaos Behemoth requires five years, even with abundant energy. Moreover, during the gestation period, it also requires certain special tallic minerals as an auxiliary."

"These two hundred Elental Origin Crystals are still insufficient. I need more."

"In addition, I must collect those special tals."

"However, in the outskirts of the Otrank Mountains, more and more people seem to turn a blind eye to the presence of Eomaia's flesh and blood fragnts. I should venture further, into the core regions of the Otrank Mountains. The individuals there possess greater strength and a higher quantity of Elental Origin Crystals."

Enzo muttered, solidifying his subsequent plan.

He ventured deep into the core regions of the Otrank Mountains, where he soon witnessed several intense battles.

The conflicts in these core regions surpassed his expectations.

However, in order to gestate the Chaos Behemoth avatar, Enzo chose not to retreat. Instead, he employed his previous strategy, deliberately releasing the aura of the Eomaia flesh and blood fragnts to entice those who sought to claim them.

However, this ti, trouble found its way to Enzo.

Before his aura could even spread, several figures appeared before Enzo in an instant. They swiftly set up a sealing barrier, disrupting the spatial elents and rendering him unable to employ his spatial powers for escape.

Soon after, Mansfield materialized in front of Enzo.

His face was consud by a profound darkness, as if harboring pent-up anger for a long ti. Upon spotting Enzo, Mansfield's countenance twisted into a ferocious visage, resembling a beast on the brink of madness. He roared, "You damned brat! It's because of you that I got entangled with Oris, and suffered the reprimands of Lady Lanathel and Lord Norman! It's all because of you that I lost an arm!"

Only now did Enzo notice Mansfield's limp arm.

On the arm, there was a small wound emitting a peculiar aura, obstructing its healing and causing the entire limb to wither away, as if desiccated by the wind.

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Mansfield bellowed further, "Boy, prepare to et your demise!"