"A Wasteland species?"
Another Wasteland race.
How many times had Ye Qiyan encountered them now?
From the Dream Eaters to this Abyssal Mech.
What exactly were they?
"Phew... never mind. I'll figure it out someday."
[Stamina: 11][Spirit: 29]
He stretched.
Intense exhaustion made Ye Qiyan want to lie down and fall straight asleep.
But he couldn't.
At least not today.
"I'm still too weak."
He shook his head, his gaze falling on Ebony in his hand.
A tiny crack had appeared on the barrel.
Clearly, although Ebony had undergone multiple ascensions and potential upgrades, it still struggled to withstand the powers Ye Qiyan poured into it.
Then... replace it?
No.
Ye Qiyan instantly rejected that ridiculous thought.
He was deeply attached to old things. Once he had used something for a long time, he would never discard it, no matter what.
"I didn't even use a Golden Critical Hit Card this time, and it's already struggling?"
"I need to find a way to upgrade Ebony's potential again."
He stretched.
Ye Qiyan put Ebony away and looked toward where the Sky Garden had fallen.
"The other three gods shouldn't all be dead yet, right?"
He had more than one Blasphemy Card.
The Judgment Enforcer had delivered its verdict.
But the Anchor had yet to carry out banishment.
If the timing was right.
He could still kill another god and get another core.
He summoned the Road Hog and had Lisette drive.
He sat in the back. Hunt and the others had already cleared out seventy to eighty percent of the surviving goblins, and those that remained weren't even fast enough to catch up with the Road Hog.
They raced along. Only when he returned to the vicinity of the city where the Sky Garden had crashed did he notice