For three whole days,
Lin Fan and his five slaves swept through the surface regions of the Middle Layer, the "Twilight Zone," and the inner "Dome Core Zone" of the North Latitude Magnetic Storm Dome Belt like a swarm of locusts.
With Phantom Ghost, a Star Level spiritual force user, conducting a thorough sweep, and Bone Crusher clearing the way, none of the surface resources could escape them.
The underground continuous conductive structures and high-strength alloy panels, each weighing hundreds of thousands of tons and left behind who knew how many tens of thousands of years ago, were all devoured by Calamity.
The exceptionally high-quality Type-A Needle Crystal Cores, tons of crystal-core powder, and concentrated Polar Crown Ion Liquid carefully extracted from the richest deposits were all sorted and packed into the Space Ring.
When the last broken energy-conducting pillar turned into a silver-gray stream of energy and flowed into Calamity, Lin Fan looked at the weapon in his hand.
[Devoured A8 Grade metal: 792,000 tons.]
[Calamity growth progress: +0.006%, current growth progress: 26.006%.]
[Load compatibility +0.006%, current load compatibility: 26.006%.]
[Weapon density increased, current weight: 26,006 kilograms.]
"..."
"Better than nothing."
Lin Fan looked at the meager growth and couldn't help sighing.
"Master, all the high-value targets in the Dome Belt's core have been cleared. Shall we return to the battleship?"
Bone Crusher came forward, covered in blood. He was still carrying the bodies of several Curtain Rays he had just killed—excellent materials for extracting the electrotolerant protein layer.
"Back to the ship. Rest for an hour. 101, locate our next target: the Salt Sea Rift!"
An hour later,
whoosh!
The X-101 battleship streaked across most of the planet like a ghostly black shadow, then silently hovered above a vast white basin.
"Master, the underground tidal cavern entrance to