一份礼物下载

On a small hill hundreds of meters high, where a Level 8 Polluted Giant Beast had been lying, it suddenly stood up. Its dark red eyes, looking towards the end of the Earth, were filled with violence and a will to destroy.

A golden light was shooting towards it at Supersonic Speed, emitting a distant sonic boom.

Roar! Accompanied by a violent roar, the beast, which resembled a giant tiger and was covered in sharp spikes, was surrounded by a black wind that extended over a 200-meter radius, forming its domain.

Under that black wind domain, which was like countless blades, the earth shattered. The Polluted Giant Beast instantly burst forth at Supersonic Speed, charging towards Jack Clark in the distance.

From afar, the golden light and the black storm collided in the blink of an eye.

Boom! An instant, intense explosion erupted, fracturing the Earth. Following that, the black wind mixed with the golden glint of the Halberd Skill unleashed a Destructive Impact, whipping up raging winds over a kilometer.

In the midst of the violent explosion, the sixty-meter-long Eighth Level Beast was blown backwards, heavily crashing into a small hill in the distance amidst the swirling black wind.

Boom! The hill crumbled, and stones tumbled down.

Standing on the edge of the distant shattered pit, Jack held his halberd, behind him stood a thirty-meter-tall Combat Shadow, Three-faced and Six-armed, with four halos slowly revolving behind its head.

As the Thunderflame Emperor Dragon continued to grow and provide feedback, Jack’s physical strength became increasingly terrifying. With the True Dragon Power’s blessing, he could now directly send an Early Stage Eighth Level Beast flying.

In the distance, where the mountains had exploded, the black wind circled around the angry roaring Polluted Giant Beast. Then, before its eyes, nine thirty-meter-long Golden War Halberds appeared.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!! The violent explosions shook Heaven and Earth, and a nuclear explosion’s radiance slowly rose from the ground.

In just over half a year, Jack, who had once looked up to high-order fighters of the Seventh Layer Heaven, could now fell an Early Stage Eighth Level Beast in just two or three moves.

Such a terrifying Instantaneous Explosion, witnessed several times before, still made Marcellus Larry and his companion twitch at the corners of their eyes.

At that moment, rich, purple-black fog converged from the center of the distant explosion and then rushed towards Jack Clark, instantly increasing the Purple Killing Energy surrounding him by a circle.

Boom!

Jack transformed into a streak of golden light and moved sideways to leave, planning to fight a few Mid Stage Level 8 Void Creatures and, at the same time, slay more Level 6 and 7 Void Creatures to hone his Battle Intent.

After acquiring four Thunderbolt Law Fragments and having a trump card for combating Peak of the eighth level creatures, Jack expanded his hunting grounds to a 1,000 kilometers range.

Originally, he had set a limit for himself at 800 kilometers.

Because under normal conditions, going beyond 800 kilometers meant encountering creatures above Level 8, even Late Stage Level 8 or Peak Level 8 creatures, which even he would find difficult to deal with.

Facing those monsters nearing the pinnacle of Transcendence, if he couldn’t escape immediately, it would be extremely dangerous.

After all, this was not a game. These creatures wouldn’t stop chasing fresh life once their aggro was lost; they would hunt it down until death.

These creatures lingered deep within the ruins because the Void Energy here was richer, and they preferred the environment, not because they were confined to the depths.

And as Jack ventured 1,000 kilometers into the ruins, successively killing two Level 8 Polluted Creatures,

Outside the Void Relic Continent, Marcellus Larry watched the Purple Kill Value behind the first place on the leaderboard skyrocket.

“His destructive power has increased a notch with every move compared to before; he must have broken through to the mid period, in less than half a month.”

“With a mid-stage cultivation of the seventh realm, he’s able to roam the territories dominated by Level 8 creatures and suppress a Level 8 Early Stage contaminated creature in a few moves.”

“This man, whether in cultivation talent or actual combat strength, is somewhat exceptional. If he doesn’t fall within ten years, he must become a Heavenly King.”

Lori Joyner shook her head slightly, “I feel that’s not all. If his soul is strong enough, he may have a chance to obtain that Monarch’s Inheritance on the Road to Becoming a God this time. Then…”

At this point, excitement flashed in their eyes.

But Marcellus Larry soon wore a wry smile and said, “It’s going to be difficult. Even the First Councilor barely missed it. According to the threshold he set, it’s almost impossible for anyone to meet the requirements.”

“Moreover, the rate at which Jack Clark is killing Void Creatures is too fast. Once the Purple Kill Value reaches the requirement, the Road to Becoming a God will appear ahead of time.”

“…In that case, our gains from this relic may be less than we expected.”

Looking at the leaderboard, where the number behind Jack Clark’s name had increased twice as fast as the previous two days, the two of them didn’t know what to say.

Who could have expected that this time the relic would produce such a variable as Jack Clark, whose speed and number of kills of Void Creatures surpassed that of hundreds of top-notch geniuses.

Night!

Firelight danced on the hillside, where Gabriella, still dressed in blue workers’ clothes, sat in front of a fire, enthusiastically barbecuing Alien Beast Meat.

Next to her, Jane Aiken was eating pastries while giving instructions.

“Fina, don’t brush the sauce on so fast. The meat isn’t evenly heated yet. If you cook the sauce for too long, it will taste bitter.”

“This is the time when you should be brushing on some oil.”

“That side is burnt, flip it quickly… wait, you’ve added too much pepper…”

While Gabriella was excitedly and clumsily barbecuing the Alien Beast Meat, Jack Clark slowly walked out of the darkness. His eyes still held traces of dark red, and there was a terrifying killing intent swirling around him.

The most important thing was the Killing Intent emanating from his body, which, even though restrained, startled both girls.

Jane Aiken was surprised, “Jack Clark, how many creatures did you kill today?”

Suppressing the boiling killing intent within him, Jack Clark slowly said, “Not too many, about a thousand or so.”

Because he had slain high-order contaminated creatures today, and there were quite a few Level 8 ones, so the number was much fewer than the previous days.

As a result, the passive skills of his Void Double Pupils were still slightly short of 7,000.

It seemed like a loss, but it didn’t matter.

Because in the next few days, Jack Clark’s direction of killing would be retracting towards the Oasis, slowly clearing the map. Those creatures in the range of 300 to 800 kilometers were just delayed by a day or two.

As for deeper areas, there was no need to take the risk.

However, today Jack Clark didn’t sit next to the fire but stayed away from the two girls.

Looking at Jack Clark in the distance, Gabriella found it odd, “Jack Clark, why are you sitting so far away? Do you want to try the stone slab barbecue I made?”

Jack Clark politely declined, “Thank you, but I’d like to have a vegetarian meal today, just to change the taste. Of course, the main reason is that the pastries you gave me taste very good.”

“I see, okay then,” Gabriella felt a bit disappointed.

At that moment, Jack Clark’s wristband flickered, signaling to everyone that today’s Heavenly Eye channel had opened, allowing them to chat or share information.

As usual, though, everyone’s first reaction was to look at the Purple Kill leaderboard.

“Pfft! Cough! Cough!! One hundred and ninety-eight thousand…”

Eddy Keller, who was drinking water atop a hundred-meter-high stone peak, almost choked, incredulously staring at the data displayed behind the rankings, wondering if his eyes were deceiving him.

First place, Jack Clark: One hundred and ninety-eight thousand six hundred.

Second place, Eddy Keller: Nineteen thousand three hundred…

This can’t be real, can it?