"Did you two kill the Cannian monster?"
The clan leader looked at the fat man intently and asked in a light tone, but there was a flash of surprise in his eyes.
Although he already knew the answer, he still asked.
Killing the Remnant monster is not a big deal. Every mine has killed many of them.
But the problem is that killing this special kind of monster requires a super strong person.
If you are an ordinary monk, when facing this kind of crippled monster, the faster you can escape, the better.
Just because the strength of the crippled monster is stronger than ordinary super creatures, it also inherits the innate magical powers of ancient creatures.
Of course, this kind of innate magical power is just a projection of ability, a highly imitated attack method.
Fortunately, this is the case, otherwise the monks would face greater danger when mining.
But even so, we still can't take it lightly. If we don't have enough experience, even the super strong will suffer.
It is precisely for these reasons that the patriarch feels incredible. After all, these two monks are not super strong.
And what method did you use to kill this monster of remnant in an instant?
"Yes, it's us."
The fat man chuckled, crawled out of the pit, looked at the clan leader and asked, "I would like to ask you, how much is this thing worth, and where can I sell it?"
“There’s a dedicated spot in the campground where you can recycle your items and you just bring your stuff there.
If you have any needs, you can ask them directly and a monk will help you answer them. "
When the clan leader said this, he glanced at the blood-colored crystal on the ground and nodded with satisfaction.
"This crystal is made of blood, and it should be of a high grade. No wonder it condenses into a residual monster.
If used for sale, it can also be exchanged for a lot of combat points.
It's just that in surface crystal mines, such harvests are indeed rare. It seems that you are quite lucky. "
Hearing the patriarch's words, the fat man immediately beamed.
"That's good, I'll sell it right away!"
Lifting up the blood-colored crystal on the ground, the fat man was about to get up and leave, but was stopped by the clan leader.
"Don't worry. This thing can be sold at any time. Why don't you tell me first? How to kill the monster of remorse?"
Because the crystal mine was isolated from exploration, the clan leader did not know what was going on in the battle? The same was true for other generals.
They really want to know, what just happened?
But the fat man scratched his head, showing a puzzled expression. It seemed that this question puzzled him.
"What's there to say? Of course a monster appears, let's kill it."
Seeing the fat man's natural expression, the clan leader frowned slightly. Such an answer was equivalent to not saying anything.
Is he rich in experience? The patriarch immediately thought of a possibility.
"Can you demonstrate the methods you use in battle in public?"
When encountering such a seemingly impossible thing, there must be a special reason behind it, and you must not make arbitrary conclusions.
The patriarch thought of a possibility, so he asked the fat man to demonstrate it in public.
Although the fat man was a little confused, he still roared and punched forward.
A gust of wind blew? Nothing happened.
"That's it?"
The clan leader asked, his brows frowning even more.
"That's it!"
The fat man nodded firmly, indicating that it was indeed the case.
"Something's wrong!"
The clan leader shook his head. If this method were used alone, it would be impossible to hunt down the Remnant monster.
"Could it be someone else?"
An idea flashed through the patriarch's mind, but he rushed towards the fat man and swept away with his whip.
This blow was so sharp that if it hit the fat man, it would probably cut him in two.
The sudden attack surprised Fatty, but he punched him without hesitation.
As a result, at this moment, a change occurred around the fat man's body, and a fierce and desolate figure appeared.
Although the specific form cannot be seen clearly, it makes people's hearts tremble, and they can't help but feel awe and surrender.
The huge crystal mine beneath my feet was flashing, as if they were echoing each other from afar.
Faintly, there seemed to be roars coming through time and space, like giant beasts guarding their territory.
"As expected, hahaha..."
Seeing the scene in front of him, the clan leader was not surprised but happy. He looked at the fat man as if he had found a treasure.
Just when the two sides were about to fight, the sharp artifact whip disappeared, and the clan leader appeared behind the fat man in an instant.
Aiming at the fat man's butt, he kicked him directly.
"Alas!"
The fat man exclaimed, but a silly smile appeared on his face. He knew that the patriarch had no intention of harming him, otherwise he would not treat it so lightly.
Turning to look at the clan leader, he saw a smile on his face and he was constantly looking at himself.
Such an expression in his eyes made the fat man very uncomfortable.
"It turns out that he has awakened his innate magical power, so he can suppress the thoughts of ancient creatures. He is a lucky boy.
Compared with the residual thoughts generated by the wreckage, bloodline magical powers are undoubtedly more advanced, but as time goes by, there are fewer and fewer monks who can awaken the bloodline magical powers..."
When the clan leader said this, he felt a sigh in his heart. If there were monks in their tribe who had awakened their bloodline magical power, how could they have fallen to such a state?
Although joining the Loucheng monks would indeed lead to better development, in the end they would all be dependent on others.
The awakening of bloodline magical powers requires opportunity and talent, and is definitely not something that can be forced.
Now that Fatty has awakened his bloodline magical power, it is certain that he will become a super strong person, and he will even become the most powerful person one day.
This is an existence known as the Lord. No wonder he was actively absorbed by Lou Cheng. He is indeed a potential seed worth cultivating.
"This fat man has awakened his bloodline magical power. For what reason was the other monk absorbed?"
The clan leader thought in his mind, but he extinguished this idea in an instant.
No matter what the reason was, it had nothing to do with him, and whether he knew it or not didn't mean much.
Do your own thing well, don't care about things you shouldn't care about, and don't ask about things you shouldn't ask.