The battle was over, and the various corps gradually assembled to tally the casualties.
As a member of the Dejaka Battle Group, Xu Jingming was naturally unrestricted and free to come and go.
Before leaving, however, he glanced at the kill statistics on his Communication Watch.
Across the two waves of battle just now, counting both low- and high-level ferocious beasts, he had killed more than three thousand in total!
Ten hours, with four hours of rest in between.
In other words, he had killed over three thousand ferocious beasts in six hours!
That was undoubtedly an extremely terrifying number!
Even an ordinary Seven-Star Grandmaster, while having to contend with Seventh-Order ferocious beasts, could kill at most around a thousand.
Although most of these ferocious beasts were only Third-Order or Fourth-Order, with not too many at Fifth-Order or Sixth-Order.
The final converted value was still quite substantial.
812 million!
Not Great Xia Coin, but Blue Star Coin!
One battle can earn 800 million Blue Star Coins! No wonder so many Grandmaster-level powerhouses come to fight.
Xu Jingming silently marveled to himself.
At the level of a Seventh-Order Metahuman, whether weapons, combat suits, pills, or various cultivation resources, everything was extremely expensive.
Only by joining the Frontline Battlefield could Grandmaster-level powerhouses possibly become somewhat well-off.
Of course, Seventh-Order Grandmasters who had already chosen to take it easy naturally would not have such great expenses.
But Grandmasters who had chosen to take it easy would never risk their lives by coming to a Frontline Battlefield with an average casualty rate as high as forty percent.
What a pity. The ferocious beasts killed by that Myriad Lightning Sky Prison Draw were counted under Wang Sheng's name. Otherwise, I would have earned even more Blue Star Coins.
Shaking his head, Xu Jingming transferred all