"So what you mean is, from now on we should only let Fatty hold down the formation core?" Zhang Jixin spoke again, his tone much gentler than before.
The Fat Wizard smugly puffed out his chest and looked around imperiously.
Dylan looked at Zheng Qing. "Won't you give it a try? This time, it should be your turn to serve as the formation core... Don't worry. Even if you transform into a female giant, none of us will laugh at you."
Seeing the little fangs peeking out from between the Vampire Werewolf's lips, Zheng Qing suddenly had the urge to take out a pair of pliers, pull them out, and crush them into powder.
"Need some help? I happened to bring a bottle of garlic extract," Youzui's diviner reminded him thoughtfully.
"No need to trouble yourself."
The captain of the You Zui Hunting Team chose to snuff out the fuse of an internal conflict and said gruffly, "Our most urgent task right now is to fully grasp the essence of deploying the Second Tier Battle Formation... As for spreading it until every hunter is proficient, that's the next stage's task. At this stage, the most important thing is to transform into a qualified Bofushi Giant with solid flesh and blood and a standard build."
The other hunters nodded one after another, expressing their agreement.
"If that's the case." Zhang Jixin kept a straight face as he stuffed the glass container holding that roiling mass of dark-red Bofu Clan essence blood into the Fat Wizard's hands. "I'll leave this to you... Be careful. The bottle is only sealed with a cork. I haven't added a new sealing spell. When you use it, just pull out the stopper and draw out a wisp of its aura..."
"Relax, relax. It's not like I'm