After Meatball Dominator Pulati left, Naige'er's formerly deep, oppressive aura began to plummet.
"Cough, cough." Two more mouthfuls of Elemental Black Blood spilled from the corner of Naige'er's mouth.
After taking a blast from the Galente Federation's Endless Light, he had still held on until now, all while maintaining an intense battle against the Seventh Pharaoh King.
It had to be said, this was a miracle.
If any other True Spirit-level Magician of the Wizard Civilization had been put in his place, they might not have been able to achieve what Naige'er had.
"In the end, I'm still old. After such a minor battle, my body can barely hold up anymore." Naige'er sighed, then turned his gaze back to the gains from this battle.
Although Naige'er had paid an enormous amount of Soul Essence as compensation in this battle and had suffered extremely severe injuries himself,
the returns were still quite good!
An arm from a Level 8 being was itself an exceptional top-grade material, not to mention a World-Class Secret Treasure and the corpse specimen of a Dominator-class King of Monsters.
After prying open the hand of that Level 8 arm, Naige'er picked up the World-Class Secret Treasure and examined it for a few moments before tossing it to Woerta.
"Not bad, but I have no use for it anymore."
"See if you like it. If not, you can trade it to someone else. A Mid-Grade World-Class Secret Treasure can fetch quite a few good things, heh heh heh." Naige'er said to Woerta.
At this moment, Woerta was also gradually withdrawing from his battle state.
After his helmet and mask dissolved away, Woerta looked like a Blue-Haired Blood Man.
He took the gray-black law pearl and studied it for quite some time before placing it inside his chest armor.