After the dust settled, Han Jin went to Thunder Valley again to search for anything he might have missed. Winston, Gibran, Kane, and Léger began to cut the magic crystals of the thunderbirds. This kind of bloody thing naturally didn't need a girl's help, so Yalina, who had nothing to do, turned her attention to the thunderbird eggs.
Han Jin used three thunderbird eggs to attract the thunderbirds. One of them was crushed by the fallen thunderbird, but the other two remained intact.
Yalina put the thunderbird egg in her palm and carefully observed it. She held the thunderbird egg in the sun, trying to see what was inside, but the mating and laying periods of the thunderbirds were synchronized. Now there was only a pool of liquid in the thunderbird egg, and the little thunderbird had not yet formed. Yalina suddenly thought of something and released a small electric arc with her fingertips. The electric arc swept across the thunderbird egg and disappeared without a trace. Yalina clearly felt that it did not disappear naturally, but was absorbed by the thunderbird egg.
While Yalina was having fun here, the other side was busy. However, everyone was beaming with joy. The harvest was too big! It was too big!!
More than eighty ninth-grade electric magic crystals, many of which were of the highest quality. Winston's mission was to collect two hundred bellflower, three ninth-grade electric magic crystals, and ten thunderbird eggs. The caravan was willing to pay more than two hundred thousand gold coins for this. Of course, this price was indeed a bit high, but now compared to their harvest, the reward was nothing! Han Jin owed a lot of debt to the Mercenary Association, which had been a headache for him, but now it was a small matter.
The only fly in the ointment was that the Thunderbird King did not evolve, and they only obtained a ninth-grade super magic crystal, which was a bit of a pity.
This was a huge fortune. If it were a second-rate mercenary group, facing so many high-grade magic crystals, they would definitely have the idea of retiring. Indeed, if they sold all the magic crystals, even if they did nothing in the future, the money would be enough for them to live a carefree life for the rest of their lives.
However, they could not make the decision. Winston and the others were very clear that without Han Jin, they would not have been able to kill so many thunderbirds, even if they doubled their manpower. Only the one who contributed the most had the right to make the decision. This was an unwritten rule in the mercenary world, not to mention that Han Jin had gradually become their backbone.
After harvesting the magic crystals, Julia and Yalina began to prepare lunch. Although the meat of the thunderbird was a bit rough, everyone was not picky about it. Yalina, who was born with a noble background, also did as the Romans did. Julia wanted to pick a smaller thunderbird, which would naturally be younger and more tender, but Léger and Yalina insisted on roasting the Thunderbird King. Those who had not seen Han Jin's appetite and preferences would be very puzzled. Julia could not persuade the two, so she cleaned up the Thunderbird King with Gibran and put it on the fire. However, she also picked a thunderbird for herself. The muscles of the Thunderbird King looked like old roots, and she was worried that her teeth would be damaged.
Just as they finished, Han Jin also returned. He searched a large circle in Thunder Valley and did not even miss a stone crack, but unfortunately, he did not find anything new.
Julia took care of everyone's meal. She wanted to see Yalina and Léger make a fool of themselves, but who knew that Yalina and Léger would sit with her. The Thunderbird King was not prepared for them, and they did not have the fortune to 'enjoy' it.
Han Jin sat alone on the other side. Although his inheritance cultivation was very effective, he also had to endure some pain that ordinary people could not understand. Eating, drinking, men and women, human desires existed! Everyone wanted to eat food that tasted good, but he could not. No matter if the food was so sour that it made people unable to open their eyes, or so spicy that it made people cry and snot, or so tasteless that it was hard to swallow, as long as it could provide enough energy, he had to eat it.
Han Jin tore off a piece of meat and slowly put it in his mouth. He could not help but frown and let out an inaudible sigh. His achievements today were all because of that young dragon! The dragon's blood that he drank and the dragon's meat that he ate were all converted into dense vital energy that circulated within his body. It could be said that if it wasn't for that young dragon, he would never have attained his current status. Even breaking through the Profound Gate was an unknown.
In comparison, the Rank Nine Thunderbird King was of little value. It was tasteless to eat, but it was a pity to throw it away. However, energy was still energy, and Han Jin still understood the principle of 'a little makes a lot'. Although he felt regretful, his mouth did not stop eating.
Dragon City! And Dragon City! According to Guevara, there were hundreds of high-level dragons living in those two places. If he could get rid of these dragons and completely absorb their energy, he estimated that he could immediately achieve the Great Way and cultivate the Indestructible Golden Body.
However, the power of the dragons was too terrifying. With his current strength, he was far from being a match for the dragons. Moreover, if he angered the dragons, it would bring a devastating disaster to him and his friends. Even if he had become an Earth Immortal, he would not be able to fight against so many dragons. Moreover, Guevara had made it very clear that there was a huge disparity between the strength of Rank Twelve Super Masters. Guevara had the strength of a Rank Twelve Super Master, which was enough to look down on the world, and the elders of the dragons who had mastered Dragon Language Magic were the peak of the peak, and had even become demigods. Therefore, it was fine to think about it, but if he really wanted to provoke Dragon City, he would definitely be tired of living.
The atmosphere on the other side was much livelier. Even with Yalina's background, she was also elated with today's harvest. Moreover, she was a Thunder Magus, so these Thunder Magic Crystals would be of great help to her!
Everyone was talking and laughing, and even Winston and Saxon had temporarily forgotten the pain of losing their companions. However, as they talked, Gibran and Winston's words became noticeably less, and their gazes drifted to Han Jin from time to time.
Half of the Thunderbird King had been eaten, and lunch was still in progress! When Han Jin was full, wouldn't the entire Thunderbird King disappear?
"He … is he okay?" Julia whispered.
"This is nothing," Yalina smiled, "Raphael once ate an entire Earth Bear."
In fact, Yalina had never seen such a 'spectacular' scene, and she had only heard about it from others. However, she did not doubt the authenticity of it at all. What was Han Jin doing now? Facts always speak louder than words.
"Oh my god! How is that possible? "Julia was shocked.
"Sunier didn't tell you?" Yalina was a little surprised. Little did she know that Sunier treated this as a secret shared between the two of them. She could talk about other things, but she would never mention anything related to Han Jin's special abilities to anyone.
"No."
"No way … so much meat! Where did it go? "Saxon said blankly.
"You're asking me? I was about to ask you. "Yalina shrugged her shoulders.
Winston coughed dryly, looked away from Han Jin, and turned to Yalina, "By the way, our mission is complete, so what are we going to do next? Go back to Isolated Cliff City? "
"It seems that we will have to fight side by side in the future." Gibran smiled, and then reached out his hand. He understood Winston's intention before Yalina did. There were only two of them left in the Reaper Mercenary Team. If they wanted to recruit other mercenaries, they would not be able to find suitable people in such a short time. If they joined other mercenary groups, a small temple would not be able to accommodate a big Buddha like him. Walking together with Han Jin, Yalina, and the others was undoubtedly the best choice.
Of course, Winston had his own pride, so he could not say it too bluntly. "What are we going to do next?" This sentence had the meaning of asking for instructions, but also the meaning of obedience. Yalina was the daughter of the Grand Duke of Solomon, and an eleventh-level magus. Asking for instructions from Yalina was not a disgrace to his status.
Winston let out a long sigh and reached out to shake Gibran's hand. His eyes were still on Yalina, waiting for her answer.
"Do you still remember the giant dragon that Raphael killed?" Yalina smiled. After going through so much, Yalina had learned to be smart. She even remembered to cover up Han Jin's lie.
"Of course I remember." Winston nodded.
"We are going to dig out the dragon bones," Yalina said. Yalina said, "I've already mastered the alchemy method used by Cold Shadow City to create Frost Dragons. I've also gathered most of the magic materials. All that's left is the dragon bones. In the future, we'll have a Frost Dragon to assist us in battle!"
"But … the dragon bones are so big. How are we going to transport them back?"
"I have prepared." Yalina smiled. "I brought a lot of potions that can refine the dragon bones into bone powder."
"Do you still remember that place?" Gibran asked.
"Of course. Raphael and I have already left a mark."
"It's okay. Even if you have forgotten, I will always remember that place," Saxon continued.
"Cain used up too much of his magic power. Let's rest here for the night and leave tomorrow," Gibran said.
"Okay." Yalina nodded.
Just as they finished their lunch, the bright sunlight suddenly disappeared, and the sky darkened. Thick dark clouds shrouded the vast forest as far as their eyes could see. After a while, a distorted lightning bolt tore through the sky, and raindrops fell along with the lightning.
This was the first rain since the beginning of spring. It was said that spring rain was as precious as oil, and this was true. Countless Farmer looked forward to it, but the spring rain was very annoying. It was endless, and sometimes they couldn't even see the sun for a few days.
Han Jin and the others were very familiar with the surrounding terrain, so they hid in the cave ahead of time. The sky was flickering, the twisted flashes of lightning continued, and the muffled thunders shook their eardrums like drumbeats.
Yalina was bored. She took out the thunderbird egg and examined it in her palm. She had made some discoveries, but she still didn't know the reason.
Han Jin and the others were all attracted to the thunderbird egg. Under the illumination of the silver snakes dancing in the sky, the thunderbird egg lit up little by little, like a bright luminous pearl.
"What's going on? The thunderbird egg also knows how to absorb the electric elements in the air? "Cain cried out in surprise.
Yalina suddenly thought of something. She rushed out of the cave and looked in the direction of Thunder Valley. Then she turned back and shouted, "Raphael, follow me! Quick! "
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