Wasteland: The Age Of Global Beastmasters

time.

Minutes and seconds passed.

One hour.

two hours.

Three hours.

It seemed that calm had begun to return to the war camp.

On the surface, the realm of the undead doesn't seem to have changed at all.

But after nearly a day has passed.

The aura on Jiang Yu's body suddenly began to rise crazily.

It even formed a stream of air rippling around.

The scarecrow suddenly opened his eyes, showing a puzzled look, but still staring at Jiang Yu curiously.

And Jiang Yu's body, with the breath rising, reached a peak.

click.

There was a broken sound.

The aura has climbed to a higher peak, which is completely different from the aura emitted by the black iron level, but the bronze level, which gives people a heavier and more oppressive aura.

The mental power and the magic power in the body are also growing at this moment.

Jiang Yu opened his eyes, felt the transformed body, and couldn't help grinning excitedly.

Make a fist with your right hand.

boom.

Jiang Yu hit the ground with one punch.

The ground hasn't changed at all, um, because it's made of special materials, and it's not something he can destroy with his body alone at the Bronze level.

Although a little embarrassed, Jiang Yu still felt very clearly that his body had become much stronger than before.

It has doubled, and this is just the first entry to the bronze level.

"Spiritual power has also increased."

Jiang Yu raised the corners of his mouth excitedly and murmured. "At the bronze level, my mental strength is enough for me to contract three-headed demon species again, but there is no rush. If there is a suitable one, I will contract. If there is no suitable one, I don't need to force it. If there are too many demon species, I probably don't have time. to cultivate."

There are very few magicians who can contract as many demon species as possible.

This is also the case with the black iron level and bronze level.

When you reach the realm, you basically make a contract with the devil species according to your own situation.

The reason is because there is no time and resources to cultivate.

The same is true for Jiang Yu.

Otherwise, there would be too many demon-seed contracts, and it would take a lot of time for him to just look for the resources for the evolution of the demon-seed, and he wouldn't care about these unless he was strong enough to a certain extent.

Shaking his head, Jiang Yu didn't think much, but looked up at the scarecrow in the arena, his eyes flickering.

After contracting this guy, we can use the feedback from the contract to improve his realm again.

Although I don't want to improve too much, it is enough to make people look forward to.

Not to mention, this is still a commanding level demon.

"Speaking of which, all my monsters are humanoid, when can I contract a beast? At least it can be used as a mount."

Jiang Yu muttered as he got up, then grinned lightly. "Tyrant, go, let me see your strength."

"Ho Ho~"

Hearing this, the tyrant nodded respectfully, and immediately jumped onto the arena.

Jiang Yu didn't intend to step into the arena himself. The scarecrow's ability is so weird that three unlucky people have tried it before.

Since one's own demon species can crush the opponent, why bother to take risks in person?

Even if the tyrant is not an opponent, and there is still an elemental spirit, it is really impossible. At worst, he will come back when he is stronger, but he has only one life.

boom.

When the tyrant falls.

The scarecrow immediately waved his sickle, showing a vigilant look.

Compared with the previous three noble children and their demon species, it seems that it is a little more dignified for the tyrant.

"Crack..."

The scarecrow opened and closed its mouth, making a strange sound.

Like a warning.

However, the tyrant remained unmoved, and just stretched out the sharp claws in his hands.

"Dragon Roar."

Jiang Yu put his hands on his shoulders and said calmly.

"Roar."

As the voice fell, the tyrant suddenly let out a powerful roar, and the roar seemed to form a sound wave and bombarded the scarecrow.

The figure of the scarecrow couldn't help but backed up a few steps, and then swung the sickle, black mist rose up, like a shield in front of him, and even blocked the materialized sonic attack.

"Dragon Breath."

Jiang Yu spoke again, trying the tyrant's abilities one after another.

"Roar."

The tyrant roared again, and a huge black flame shot straight towards the scarecrow.

It exudes a fiery breath, and it seems to be corrosive to a certain extent.

The scarecrow leaped away, as if angry, even though the tyrant's aura made him afraid, he also launched a counterattack at this time.

When the sickle was swung, black gas surged, and it suddenly turned into a large number of crows screaming and swarming towards the tyrant. The crows were so huge that they could tear weak existences to pieces.

"Dark boiling blood."

Jiang Yu spoke slowly.

The tyrant roared impressively, his body was also boiling with dark power, the power in his body was burning, and the surface of his body began to be surrounded by pitch-black flames.

The approaching crow was burnt out in an instant, turning into black gas and disappearing.

Immediately, the tyrant took a step forward, burst out with terrifying speed, and appeared in front of the scarecrow in an instant, sweeping with his claws.

The powerful destructive force made a huge gash in the scarecrow's abdomen.

The dry grass inside was exposed.

But then, the wound on the scarecrow recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye, and at the same time the scarecrow waved the sickle and let out a strange laugh.

Jiang Yu frowned.

Behold the tyrant.

With the laughter, the tyrant's expression was obviously constantly changing, as if he was suffering from some kind of entanglement.

"What a strange ability."

Jiang Yu murmured, and immediately spoke without hesitation. "Dark dragon soul."

"Roar."

Jiang Yu's voice reached the tyrant's ears, causing the tyrant to regain consciousness instantly, and then a terrifying aura erupted from his body, and endless dark power surged, enveloping the tyrant.

next moment.

It suddenly turned into a huge black dragon that almost occupied half of the arena, and it even had wings spreading, allowing the tyrant to fly above the arena.

A more majestic dragon's breath spit out from the tyrant's mouth, and swallowed it towards the scarecrow...

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