What's even more depressing is that the complaints in the hearts of the leaders at this moment must be directed at Ulu only.

Otherwise, if you curse in front of the oracle-level powerful man, you will easily feel malicious.

Forget about other commanders, Pablo's crazy disease has always been "I want me to think". As long as you "feel" other strangers scold it in your heart, you will take action to kill the other party without hesitation.

Therefore, even the most casual Varika gave all the anger in her heart to Uru.

This guy is definitely a idiot who transplanted the human-faced bird Dick, who is both short and cowardly, and has no tough style that abyss male should have.

It feels uncomfortable to be a commander who is the solemn leader, so he secretly invites an uncontrollable commander to ride on him. Isn’t this sick?

Pablo placed the poss there for more than ten seconds, and looked at the commanders' faces with black and green hair and trembling, and then opened his eyes with satisfaction and stared at them with his nostrils: "Okay, increase your efforts and let my personal guard come over."

All the leaders worked hard to squeeze their potential and increase the divine particles imported to the blood pool for sacrifice.

Their ugly faces and trembling bodies all prove how hard it is at this moment and how painful it was just now.

Just kidding! This is a high-level sacrifice that opens direct teleportation, not a miniature channel that projects the spiritual bodies that are passed by those low-level troops.

Generally speaking, the opening time of this transmission is calculated in one thousandth of a second, and both sides will coordinate in advance to strive not to waste 0.001 second time.

Just now, this "god-like" Pablo Lord blocked the teleportation channel, looking speechlessly at the sky, releasing the upper pressure for ten seconds.

More than one-third of the living creatures sacrificed, as well as the divine particles that the commander himself devoted to, were in vain.

Moreover, if it weren't for the years of war in the Wilderness World, the Fire Demon Legion had accumulated a large number of extraordinary levels to assist in the output, the ten seconds of interference from the upper pressure just now would have to kneel down.

The opening of the blood sacrifice pool will be interrupted directly.

Do you really think that the blood sacrifice pool that maintains the physical shuttle dimension is playing house!

Emmm~ Well, in Pablo's mind, this is no different from playing house, anyway, it doesn't need it to work hard.

If you don’t complete the task, then you can kill the incapable waste!

As a great oracle lord, it has this power.

And dozens of kilometers away, Link and Gene stared at the nest with strange expressions.

If you draw the eyes of two people, they will intersect at a certain point.

There is exactly where Commander Pablo is.

When Link had a slight sense, he put away his full-strength eye and switched to running with extremely small "power".

To use an inappropriate analogy, the fatal eye with full power was similar to an active radar, and it was easy to expose itself while actively detecting the enemy.

Now this low-power operation state is passive radar, which tends to passively receive and analyze, which is relatively more hidden.

And when facing the individual enriched divine particles as fierce as the sun in passive perception, passive acceptance is still extremely clear.

After confirming it several times quickly, Link asked Gene in a low voice: "What do you think of this guy who suddenly appeared?"

Gene chuckled and slapped him on the shoulder: "Boy, we are developed. This guy is just a primary oracle level. The opportunity is right. I can kill it with one shot. I am here to deliver medicine to Claude."

Link wasn't that careless: "Are you sure?"

Gene dissatisfied: "The oracle I have seen is more than you..."

Speaking of this, he remembered that Link had also killed the Eye Demon and had been with two oracles for almost a year, and Krassie couldn't brag anymore.

"...much more than you." The old fox switched his words and continued to brag about his eyesight: "This guy is definitely a primary, and his talent is not very good. He probably was a Oracle level who was barely promoted by luck."

Link shook his head: "Everyone needs luck to be an oracle level, and this cannot be a reason for us to underestimate it."

Seeing that Gene was not convinced, he simply used his spear to attack his shield: "This is related to Claude's life, and we must never make any mistakes in our judgment."

The old fox was speechless.

No matter how cautious it is to save your life, it is not too much to be cautious.

I thought it would be good to have a good luck, but it would be nice to hit an oracle-level monster in a few months and a year.

If the opponent is not strong, then of course it is better.

But now he is inexplicably "oracle from heaven" and his strength is so appropriate. If he makes mistakes in such a good opportunity, he will lose his life.

Everything about oracle-level monsters is a rare thing that has no market value.

If you obtain a complete oracle-level monster corpse, its value will be higher than that of some large bases.

Not all large bases here have oracle-level arrays, but a large number of people stuck at the extraordinary level want to be promoted to oracle.

If anyone is willing to take out a crystal of divine power as a reward and demand to destroy a large base without an oracle, there will definitely be a large number of oracles to take action.

A large base that cannot move is at most an elephant, and an oracle-level monster with thick skin and flesh that can escape at any time is a flying combat mecha.

The difficulty of destroying both is not on the same level at all.

Therefore, it is not too much to be careful when dealing with oracle-level monsters.

A moment later, the others returned collectively, leaving only Link and Gene here.

It is not enough to deal with oracle-level monsters.

Link was able to stay because he had killed the Eye Demon with his own hands and had unique life-saving skills.

Including Tina, no one said, "I want to go together."

In the wilderness world, people who don’t take risks cannot survive at all. The danger of living well will inevitably follow.

Moreover, Link gave Tina a separate explanation to ask her to collect the materials and send them to the forward base regularly to recycle them into energy points, which was of great help to him.

Tina solemnly agreed and decided to do only two things after going back to concentrate on training and recycling energy points.

Link watched them stay away and then looked at his energy point of 7.38 million.

Then, he turned his eyes to Gene: "I still need a little bit of monster corpse."

Gene didn't care: "No problem, I'll just kill some nearby."

Link smiled: "That's great."

...

Two days later, Gene gasped and lit the cigar and sat on a huge rock to suck the clouds and mist.

When his breath gradually calmed down, he cursed: "Damn, do you want a little bit?"

Link also looked dirty, but with the ability of a crazy samurai, he is still energetic.

Hearing this, he just laughed: "It's all little monsters, don't be so angry."

Gene just habitually complained, after all, it was agreed that killing "little bits" of monsters has become a monster that traveled around 200 kilometers in two days and hunted more than 50,000.

Even if he was an oracle, he felt too crazy.

This is the outer world, with a large number of monsters and higher quality.
Chapter completed!