Chương 58: War God — Chapter 58 - If You Go to the Skeletal Blade Tomb, You Probably Won't Find a Single

Wang Xian shook the burlap sack. He'd picked it up in the Skeletal Blade Tomb. Five total, two had torn, three left. All stuffed full. Two were still back at the inn. The other two were bigger, too much hassle to haul together. If not for these three sacks, he'd have reached Insect Valley Camp hours ago. No helping it. Too many materials. He'd brought the smallest sack first. See what it was worth in battle merits. If the exchange rate was bad, he'd wait until tomorrow for the rest.

The officer beside him watched materials pour out like snow. His eyes went wide.

"Huh?" Wait. When other people turned in materials, a few small pouches were plenty. You're using burlap sacks? I thought you had camping gear in there... The warriors around them started breathing faster.

"Looking at the materials, should be from the Skeletal Blade Tomb area... Even though that relic's relatively safe, isn't this excessive?"

"Glanced over it. Has to be over 100 pieces..."

"Mostly broken blades. Those are from the blade puppets in Weeping Blood Pool. Blade puppets have around 60 life force points. Not weak."

"Wait, is this one team's haul?"

"How could one person kill this many?"

"Give me a month, I still couldn't clear that many."

"If you stayed in a relic for a month, where would you even resupply?" The surrounding warriors clicked their tongues. That cold, proud youth turned around. Looked at the burlap sack. Frowned. Said nothing. He'd assumed the sack held miscellaneous supplies. Turned out it was all beast materials? That ragtag squad was this capable? A full minute passed. Wang Xian finally finished emptying the sack. Sweat beaded on the officer's forehead.

"Hold on... let me calculate this carefully..." He waved over two soldiers. They immediately began sorting and tallying. The soldiers worked fast, but it still took 5 minutes:"76 bone shards total. Two are high-grade shards from Advanced Weapon Dissolution Beasts. 83 blade puppet broken blades..."

"One bone shard is 4 battle merit points. High-grade shards are 6 points. Blade puppet broken blades are 7 points." The story has been illicitly taken; should you find it on Amazon, report the infringement.

"Total: 889 battle merit points." The number came out. The surrounding warriors sucked in sharp breaths. That was more than a normal squad's monthly earnings.

"Only 889 points..." Wang Xian frowned slightly. Not quite satisfied. The military's Secret Skills were all powerful. Basic battlefield martial techniques cost around 2, 000 battle merit points. But even the most common Secret Skill required at least 4, 000 points. Normally a squad would grind for over half a year to comfortably exchange for one Secret Skill. Not exactly a long time.

"I have two more sacks," Wang Xian said.

"I'll call the inn, have them delivered."

"About 10 minutes."

"There's more?" The officer's eyes, which had just relaxed, went wide again. Come on, isn't this a bit much? You think you're running a materials wholesale business? The Skeletal Blade Tomb might be an ordinary F-rank relic, but once beast numbers piled up, it was still deadly.

"I'll send people!" The officer felt this was turning into a major operation. He immediately dispatched two soldiers to the inn. Military efficiency. They drove there and back in minutes. THUD! THUD! Two burlap sacks hit the ground. Hearts skipped beats all around. Bro... This is... This time, even the cold, proud youth couldn't keep his composure.

"How is there this much?" He couldn't help staring at Wang Xian. No matter how strong a first-realm squad was, they couldn't possibly clear an entire relic of beasts. The officer said nothing. Called over two more soldiers to tally separately. Under 5 minutes.

"Second sack, total 969 battle merit points."

"Third sack, total 1, 324 battle merit points."

"Wait, there's also a pair of twin blades."

"These should be ancient weapons used only by the extremely rare active blade puppets in the Skeletal Blade Tomb..." One sorting soldier looked surprised.

"The battle merit value for this... I need to check. Someone exchanged one about a month ago. Roughly worth 120 points." The officer took a deep breath. The surrounding warriors froze. 120 points wasn't much. But those 120 points meant rare materials.

"Active blade puppets? Those are nearly E-rank beasts, right?"

"Not necessarily. Active blade puppets in the Skeletal Blade Tomb are extremely rare. One might not appear in 10 or 20 years. Some supposedly have strength close to D-rank. Can wipe out multiple squads easily..."

"The Skeletal Blade Tomb has active blade puppets now? I need to check that out!" The cold, proud youth walked closer. Stared at the pair of broken twin blades. With his extensive relic knowledge, he knew. This thing absolutely wasn't something a first-realm warrior squad could casually handle.

"The Skeletal Blade Tomb really has active blade puppets?" He looked at Wang Xian.

"It does." Wang Xian nodded. Not counting Long Yuan, two had appeared. Xiao Rong's team took down the first one. The second one, they couldn't handle.

"Interesting. I'll have to go see..." The cold, proud youth said flatly. He'd already decided. The Skeletal Blade Tomb seemed more interesting. Unlike Shadow Wolf Cave, which felt taxing.

"Uh..." Wang Xian thought for a moment.

"You'd better not."

"What do you mean?"

"If you go to the Skeletal Blade Tomb, you probably won't find a single beast."

"?" The cold, proud youth froze. Those words felt strangely familiar. Damn! Weren't those my exact words earlier?

"I already cleared out all the beasts in the Skeletal Blade Tomb." Wang Xian kept it tactful. Then looked at the officer.

"Also, I need to report something. I've removed the Skeletal Blade Tomb F-rank relic."

"From now on, that relic won't produce large numbers of beasts anymore."

"Mm..."

"Hmm?" The officer stared blankly for a long moment. His gaze went vacant. Even the other warriors around them froze. Complete silence. After a while. Sweat began forming on the officer's forehead. He swallowed.

"You're saying... you removed the Skeletal Blade Tomb F-rank relic?" Exchanging beast materials for battle merits was normal procedure. But removing a relic required a formal blue-skin report to military headquarters. Even for an F-rank relic. And the Skeletal Blade Tomb had an extremely long history. Calling it F-rank didn't mean it was simple.

"I don't believe it!" The cold, proud youth completely lost his composure. Had to be fake, right? Killing that many beasts was one thing. Barely understandable if the squad was just that good. But removing a relic? What the hell? He shook his head and rushed out, hurried as if he wanted to fly straight to the Skeletal Blade Tomb to see for himself...

"Hold on a moment." The officer spoke thoughtfully.

"I need to report this to my superiors first. The Skeletal Blade Tomb isn't a simple relic. I'll also need your detailed account, and I'll have to send soldiers for an on-site survey."

"No problem." Shortly after, a middle-aged man in military uniform strode into the logistics room. Dragon's gait, tiger's step. Two bars and one star on his shoulders. Likely the commanding officer of this camp. ➤ Next: Secret Skill, Stacking Wave Force! Open Five More Divine Meridians! A True Fi...