The scales of victory have already tipped
"Burst!"
As Mu Fan finished speaking...
Zhu Li instantly sensed a surge of power emerging from the depths of the earth.
Thump!
A muffled thud suddenly came from underground.
The next moment, flames shot out from the deep cave entrance.
Immediately afterwards, the ground within a radius of several miles bulged up from the cave entrance and disappeared in the next moment into the dazzling flames.
Swoosh!
Centered on the fire, a vast area was showered with earth and stones.
Once the flames subsided, the once flat ground was now reduced to a massive crater, several miles deep, with melted and charred edges all around.
"This little gadget?!"
Zhu Li's eyes narrowed slightly.
If we had actually aimed and fired exactly where we wanted, we might have ended up destroying our own nest!
Compared to Zhu Li's surprise, Mu Fan's expression showed more surprise.
He stared at the black pit on the ground for a long time, then murmured softly:
"Hmm, it went too deep."
"Otherwise, it shouldn't have such limited destructive power."
"Then," Zhu Li spoke up at the opportune moment:
Is there anything else?
"One more time?"
Although the power of this thing was like a firecracker to him, it was nothing.
But for him, throwing it out with his own claws was still somewhat fun.
Besides, I already said I shot too deep.
But controlling this little thing was as easy as turning his claws around for him.
He did it again, this time making it stand upright on the ground.
Mu Fan shook his head:
"Senior Zhu understands immediately; this is enough."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Li said nothing more, but instead flapped its wings and returned to the ground.
After Mu Fan came down, Zhu Li asked:
"Was that thing used for digging?"
Upon hearing this, Mu Fan's expression turned strange:
"Digging certainly wouldn't require that much trouble."
"This thing is used to blow people up."
"Bomb people."
Zhu Li's expression shifted slightly, and he said:
"Based on what you just said, young friend, your master values this project highly?"
Mu Fan nodded.
Zhu Li asked again:
"So, young friend, what are your plans regarding this item?"
Mu Fan looked over.
At this moment, Zhu Li added:
"Since your master values this matter so highly, my Vermilion Bird Race will do its utmost to provide assistance."
Upon hearing this, Mu Fan couldn't help but sigh inwardly:
"It's so nice to have some shade under this big tree!"
Gathering his thoughts, Mu Fan briefly explained his ideas.
His initial plan was to first resolve the issue of cooperation with the Vermilion Bird Race; as for the specific process that followed, it was only a rough idea.
It was simply to teach the Vermilion Bird Race how to use this thing, so that he could realize his dream of bombing flocks of birds.
Of course, Mu Fan only thought about bombing the flock of birds; he didn't say it aloud.
After Mu Fan finished speaking, Zhu Li suddenly asked:
"My Vermilion Bird Race can do all of these things, but the Human Race says that actual combat is the best training ground, but right now, we don't have such conditions."
Upon hearing this, Mu Fan glanced at Zhu Li and said:
"That's true, but in real combat..."
Mu Fan shook his head:
"My ancestors had a saying: 'Don't provoke trouble, but don't be afraid of trouble either,' and I quite agree with that."
"If there's no opportunity for real combat, then focus on developing your character. When the opportunity arises, you'll have plenty of real combat experience to draw upon."
He could sense the meaning behind Zhu Li's words.
The Vermilion Bird Race Chief was more insightful than he had imagined.
His words clearly indicated that if there are no opportunities, then create them.
He didn't have any particular opinion on this matter.
There was even some opposition.
After all, he was currently using his master's name to make Vermilion Bird more willing to cooperate.
Real-world experience may begin in the way you want, but it may not end in the way you want.
I can't let my master come and clean up my mess again.
"What you say makes sense, young friend."
Zhu Li looked at Mu Fan and nodded gently:
"These things do indeed need to be planned step by step. As for actual combat, we should neither be proactive nor passive."
Despite saying that, a thought still flashed through Zhu Li:
"So, when will the Human Race take the initiative first?"
In the past, when the Vermilion Bird Race fought against the Human Race, they mainly relied on physical combat. Although they had magic techniques, they were basically activated by themselves, influencing the heavens and earth, or using their cries to shake the minds of the Human Race.
However, these methods are still less direct and effective than physical attacks.
However, using the physical body carries the risk of physical injury.
Despite their speed advantage, the Vermilion Bird's physical defense is arguably the weakest among the four great Beast Race.
Once injured, the consequences are often more severe when the strength of the two sides is similar.
But the current situation presented by the other party showed him a new possibility.
Dive in, drop the weapon, and run – a straightforward and direct approach that avoids the risks of direct physical combat.
In this process, the advantages of speed and the advantages of noise interference can both be utilized.
Although, at present, the destructive power of this thing does seem to be quite limited.
But now, thinking about it calmly, isn't there any way for the Vermilion Bird side to help increase destructive power?
As long as its destructive power is sufficient.
At that time, the Vermilion Bird Race would be able to attack in a new way, and with a little thought, one can see how much of an advantage that would bring.
"With all four sacred beasts Atavism, the Human Race will one day find itself unable to remain passive."
"Now,"
The Vermilion Bird Race looked north and gently shook their heads.
The best thing for Human Race is to be able to remain calm and patient.
After all, ever since that senior appeared, the scales of victory seemed to have been tipping in their Beast Race.
Inside the palace.
Several figures dressed in black stood in front of the man.
After the figures in black finished speaking, the man gently waved his hand.
Suddenly, only men remained in the palace.
"At this very moment, news has already emerged of the four great Sacred Beast Race Atavism. The Human Race is also becoming restless. It seems this era is somewhat special."
As he spoke, the man stood up and gently shook his head:
"That's quite fast."
As he spoke, the man produced a cloth bag, which he lightly weighed in his hand before immediately shaking his head.
"That's not enough."
The man opened the cloth bag.
Suddenly, the contents of the bag were revealed.
They were, in fact, rows of gold coins.
The gold coin bears peculiar characters:
Resurrection Coin.
The man reached into the cloth bag, fiddled with it for a long time, and then put it away.
Then, the man looked outside and murmured softly:
"Since everything is being done ahead of schedule, I need to keep up with the times."