Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast Chapter 110 – Chapter 110: Chapter 102: The Stroke of a Dog Tycoon, A Stunning Return (Added for Warm Sun Alliance Leader, Seventh Update)

Chapter 110: Chapter 102: The Stroke of a Dog Tycoon, A Stunning Return (Added for Warm Sun Alliance Leader, Seventh Update)

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Awooo!

The giant wolf, standing 3 meters tali at the shoulder, with sharp spikes all over its body, was roaring fiercely. Each time it swung its huge, sharp claws, it tore apart the surrounding trees.

But in front of Marcus Lee, who was swinging his heavy hammer and making explosions in the air, this Mutant Beast was pounded without a chance to fight back.

The swirling heavy hammer, making one hit after another and each hit gathering stronger wind and power, accumulated on Marcus and made him even more imposing.

Booom!

After twelve consecutive heavy blows, this Spike Wolf, with thick skin and agile form, was struck dead by Marcus directly, its chest caved in, its head smashed.

Hoo!

Marcus put away his hammer, looking satisfied at the corpse of the mutant beast he had killed: “Not bad, this is what a Mutant Beast should look like. That Furious Ape was just freakish.”

At this moment, Justin Welan, who had been watching the battle from afar, urged: “Marcus, stop showing off there. It's just a second-level mutant beast. Hurry up, pick it up and let's go.”

Marcus was instantly stunned.

He looked at the huge body of the Spike Wolf, then at the two second-level iron-armed black ape corpses they had bundled up, and his legs suddenly felt weak.

This Spike Wolf weighed at least several tons, plus two six-meter tall black ape corpses. Although he could carry them in his True Strength burst, he feared that he might be exhausted and dead by then.

But he was not willing to abandon them. These were all Contribution Points!

At this time, Jack Clark suggested: “Marcus, 1 think it's better to cut down some trees and make a big raft to pull these Mutant Beast corpses.”

Marcus's eyes suddenly lit up.

Yes, dragging was way easier than carrying them. Immediately he excitedly said, “Mr. Willard, come and help me with this.”

But just when they prepared to make a wooden raft, Jack Clark frowned slightly, “Howard, I don't think carrying the Mutant Beast corpses back this way is a good idea.”

They could run one to two hundred kilometers a day when they set out, but carrying these several tons or ten tons of Mutant Beast corpses wouldn't work. It was only half a day and they had only traveled more than thirty kilometers.

Moreover, he also planned to kill the Glasses King Snake and the giant crocodile variant beasts. By then, with more than a dozen giant Mutant Beast corpses, four people could not take them back in one trip.

“Indeed, that's a problem.” Howard Lee nodded and thought for a while.

“Let's do this, I'll make a call and rent a heavy transportation helicopter from the nearby stationed army to bring these Mutant Beast corpses back.”

This solution made Jack Clark pause, “…It indeed works, but it could be quite expensive, no?”

“Not a big deal, just over a hundred thousand at most.” Howard Lee replied nonchalantly.

…To these filthy rich men, a hundred grand is like ten dollars in their eyes.

Jack Clark thought for a while and said, “In that case, let the helicopter come later. We will go and kill those two variant beasts and transport them back together.”

“I'll go hunt that King Python, and you'll kill the giant crocodile.”

Saying that, they left after saying goodbye to Justin and Marcus, and then they both set off separately. But with only two breathing motions, Jack Clark had already left Howard Lee far behind.

There was no other way, Jack Clark was just too fast. That's why he chose the Glasses King Snake that was further away.

At this time, Jack Clark could run at around seventy meters per second without unleashing his True Strength. But with True Strength unleashed, he could reach over a hundred meters.

Although Dragon Elephant True Strength mainly enhances muscle strength, the muscles in his legs are still muscles, the increase in strength did also greatly enhance his speed.

However, the mountain road was rough and there were many bushes, so it took Jack Clark more than half an hour to traverse fifty kilometers and arrive at the territory of the Glasses King Snake.

Hiss Hiss!

The moment Jack Clark appeared, the Black Python that had been coiling around the big tree instantly raised its head, a coldness in its icy eyes.

It recognized this two-legged creature that had provoked it and then ran away.

As the saying goes, seeing one's enemy makes one's blood boil. Even more so the vindictive Mutant Python, its massive body was like a black shadow sliding down the tree, bringing with it a storm and shooting out.

Wherever the python passed, grass and trees would lay flat in both directions, forming a winding snake path. In a blink of an eye, it had spread to the front of Jack Clark.

But this time, Jack Clark didn't run. Instead, he drew his slash blade from behind. Instantly, a fierce and sharp aura exploded from his body, causing the air to roar.

Boom!

The violent wind was howling, grass and trees were dancing wildly, a streak of black blade light crossed more than ten meters, passing by the Glasses King Snake that was shooting towards him.

Splatter!

The grass and trees within a few meters radius were cut off at their waist, accompanied by the enormous python head that flew into the sky. The icy snake eyes that were flying in the sky were filled with confusion.

What happened? Why is the sky spinning?

Pfft! The hot blood spurted out from the wound, the lifeless python body of more than ten meters long struggled crazily, breaking the surrounding trees, making stones fly around.

Only when the corpse no longer struggled, did Jack Clark coldly come forward, sheathed the blade, picked up the snake head from the ground, and carried the snake's body back to meet up with the other.

A level 3 variant python was very valuable. Its snake fangs, snake venom, flesh, snake skin, and even snake bones were all very valuable. In addition, it could also be used to practice refining Essence Blood.

Of course, the flesh and snake bones of the variant beast became useless this way.

This was also why the Essence Blood of a variant beast was so expensive.

Carrying the huge python's corpse on his shoulder, it took Jack Clark an hour to return, and Howard Lee wasn't back yet.

Watching Jack Clark come back with the python corpse that was more than ten meters long and as thick as a water barrel, Justin Welan laughed, “I told you Jack wouldn't take too long.”

“…Impressive.” Marcus muttered after a long moment.

Looking at the smooth wound on the snake's head, it was obvious that it was killed with one clean cut. But this was a level 3 Mutant Beast, any ordinary cultivator at the Triplex would consider it a win just to beat it.

After all, not only these Mutant Beasts were gigantic and powerful, they also possessed a specific kind of talent, making them stronger than cultivators of the same level in some areas.

For example, when Marcus first encountered this Glasses King Snake, he had estimated that he could directly confront this variant beast. But if it wanted to run away, he could do nothing.There was no choice, for the speed of its movement was simply too fast and this mutated Glasses King Snake also possessed potent venom. One careless move could result in the tables being turned and they could get killed.

After waiting for a bit longer, they saw Howard Lee coming back, with the carcass of a 9-meter giant crocodile carried on his shoulders and an iron column held in one hand.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

On the flat mountaintop with trees chopped off, the heavy transport helicopter was gradually landing, stirring up a whirlwind that scattered the debris on the ground.

Despite being a heavy transport helicopter, there was still a machine-gun installed beneath it, with air-to-ground missiles hanging on both sides to guard against potential airborne mutant beasts.

Jack Clark and the others were gripping onto the steel ropes dropped down. They secured it at the four corners of a massive raft piled high with mutant beast corpses. After ensuring everything was secure, they made an OK gesture to the helicopter pilot above.

Squeak! Squeak! Squeak! Accompanied by the helicopter's ascent, the steel ropes pulling the raft emitted a heavy grinding sound.

Fortunately, when they made the raft, they had chosen trees so thick it would take two men with arms stretched wide to circle it. Some of the logs even had a diameter exceeding half a meter, and the thickest among them was one meter in diameter.

Therefore, carrying three to four tons of weight wouldn't pose a problem.

Watching as the helicopter flew further and further away, Jack Clark calmly said, “Let's go, it's time for us to head back.”

“Yes, we've been out for two days. Let's go.”

Upon saying this, the four of them shot forward. In the blink of an eye, they became small dots that disappeared into the depths of the mountain forest.

With the burden of carrying the mutant beast carcasses gone, the four of them, familiar with the path, moved at a swift pace. By six o'clock in the afternoon, they had emerged at the mouth of the mountain where they had entered.

Looking at the weary Howard Lee and his group, their battle armor worn and smeared with blood but exuding a stronger and heavier aura, the mercenaries around them showed looks of awe on their faces.

The burly man in the lead asked hesitantly, “Boss, you guys…are you alright?”

It was no wonder he was hesitant. When the four of them had set off for the mountains, they were full of energy, their battle armor shiny and new.

But when they returned, their conditions seemed somewhat poor. For instance, Marcus Lee's breastplate had cracked and deformed, three of the four horns on Howard Lee's armor were broken, and his arms were even completely bare.

Moreover, Justin Welan's heavy shield that he was carrying was pitted, twisted, and deformed, with all its spikes broken. Jack Clark seemed to be in a slightly better condition, but his short cloak was so tattered it barely covered him. All four of them had returned empty-handed, causing the mercenaries to worry about their final payment.

Howard Lee said in a deep voice, “We're fine. The final payment has already been transferred to your accounts. It should arrive soon. Let's go, we should leave this place first.”

H

As long as you guys are fine. That's good.” The burly man showed a face full of smiles.

In the midst of their conversation, the four men tossed their weapons into the back of the car, got in the driver's seat and started the engine, heading back to Lester.

When the four of them returned to the base, it was almost 10 p.m., but the lights outside the hotel were still bright. That's because the empty space was filled with a pile of mutant beast corpses.

Especially the Golden-Backed Berserk Ape King which was eight meters long. Even in death, the ferocious aura emanating from it was enough to make many students' hearts race.

There was also the gigantic snake head placed on the ground that was already a meter high. Its cold snake eyes were trying their best to terrify people.

Then, amid the roaring of the engine, four modified pickup trucks pulled up.

Following closely, the four imposing figures got out of the car. The invisible pressure that they emanated made many Second Layer students feel suffocated.

Watching Jack Clark and the others, their battle armor dirty and disorganized, those who were on good terms with them, like Zac Lyons, White Veil, and Mullen Weisz, gathered around and expressed their admiration.

“You guys really hit the jackpot this time, having killed so many mutants.”

Mullen Weisz had an expression like he had suffered a big loss: “Damn it, just a day after you guys left, 1 had managed to break through to the Third Layer. I missed out big time this trip.”

“Hehe… actually, it was a good thing that you guys didn't go.”

Justin Welan's face couldn't conceal his smugness: “You guys just don't know how terrifying that Golden-Backed Berserk Ape King was. Marcus almost got smashed to death with a slap.”

Marcus Lee retorted indignantly, “What do you mean almost got killed by a slap? My Qi Blood was just scattered, and I couldn't get up for a while.”

“Moreover, 1 don't know who was the one that was knocked down by the Golden-Backed Berserk Ape King's fists and couldn't even stand up. If it weren't for Howard and the others coming to the rescue… hmph.”

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So many mutant beast corpses.”

“Jack Clark, big brother Jack, you guys are too incredible.”

“Not at all, this time it was mainly Howard leading.”

“True to his reputation as the second-best in the ranking competition…”

“Hey, hey, guys, 1 also performed very well this time. Look at my heavy shield, even though it got beat up by the King-level mutant beast, it still managed to stay intact.”

In the midst of the bragging about how fierce the combat had been and how amazing they were from Marcus Lee and Justin Welan, Jack Clark and Howard Lee withdrew from the crowd with a smile and walked over to Sylvia Lyons.

“Teacher Lyons.”

Sylvia Lyons nodded approvingly, “Good job, daring to hunt down a mutant beast with traces of a king-level bloodline while being at the initial stage of the Third Layer, and even succeeding in doing so.”

“Not at all, we were just fortunate,” Jack Clark humbly responded.

Initially, Sylvia Lyons didn't know that the target of the four men this time was a mutant beast with a King-level bloodline. She thought it was just a few ordinary Level 3 Mutant Beasts.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have approved this expedition.

After all, a mutant beast with even slight traces of a king-level bloodline is formidable. It is simply no match for cultivators at its level, let alone four students in the initial stages of the Third Layer.

Under normal conditions, such an expedition would be tantamount to seeking their own deaths.

But now, it's already a fait accompli and they have successfully hunted down this mutant beast, so nobody was bothering about this issue anymore. Sylvia Lyons then asked,

“How are you planning to deal with these mutant beast corpses?”

Howard Lee said in a deep voice, “Except for the Golden-Backed Berserk Ape, the rest will be handed over to the officials for recycling.”

On the way back, the four of them had already agreed on this.

Jack's priority was Life Crystals, Howard's goal was the Essence Blood extracted from the Golden-Backed Berserk Ape King, while Justin Welan and Marcus Lee needed Contribution Points.

So they decided to exchange the ordinary mutant beasts for official rewards, as for the corpse of the Golden-Backed Berserk Ape and the Life Crystals, they would convert them into Contribution Points and then divide them up according to the final gain..

Chapter end