Infinite Bloodcore

Snowbird Duel Arena.

Due to various accidents, the Big guy had become the star of the arena.

People watched as he continuously shoveled fried rice into his mouth, his belly swelling at a visibly rapid pace.

"Have you noticed that this giant's eating speed has gotten even faster than before?"

"His digestion speed is incredible! He just slept for a little while, and he's digested all the Extraordinary Food in his stomach."

"This is a giant after all. It seemed very hungry when it barged in."

Before long, the Big guy had eaten his fill once again and promptly collapsed to the ground, sleeping next to the long table.

The staff gathered again, intending to move the Big guy away.

"Don't touch him; he'll wake up again soon," Da Dou volunteered, watching the Big guy with interest.

"I did not expect this giant to be somewhat interesting," the City Lord of Snowbird Port said from the Observation Room.

"His Bloodline must be quite exceptional, a huge appetite like that, maybe he has the Glutton Bloodline? Sky Abyss Bloodline is also a possibility," guessed the bishop.

He was all too familiar with these words.

Before this, Sanda had made the same guess.

However, at this very moment, Sanda was teetering on the brink of life and death!

In the next instant, Sanda, who thought he was about to die in battle, heard a roar coming from behind him.

He quickly ducked, and the Water Pigman chief instantly leaped over him, blocking the incoming Long Stick.

The Water Pigman chief staggered back several large steps, then stood firm.

He was merely Black Iron Level, at a disadvantage in terms of level, but behind him stood a group of Water Pigmen forming the Backwater Army.

Relying on the army's strength, the Water Pigman chief vigorously drummed up his Fighting energy and engaged in fierce battle with a Silver Level enemy.

Sanda seized the most critical moment to breathe, immediately seizing the opportunity to retreat slightly.

In this short time, the Fast Blade Army rushed into the fight, battling alongside the Backwater Army.

Although these two armies were few in number, they had been training hard since their creation. Zong Ge had spent a lot of time, materials, and manpower, and the primary results of his training were concentrated on these two armies.

And this time, neither of these armies disappointed anyone.

They played a critical role!

One army engaged the Silver Level enemy, while the other forcefully broke the enemy's formation.

Another Silver Death Soldier became restless, shouted loudly to his companion, and then pincer-attacked the Backwater Army.

Their tactical intentions were very clear, that is, to concentrate all forces to first annihilate one army before dealing with the other.

But just then, the door to the Alchemy Workshop was suddenly smashed open from the inside, and a swarm of Dwarfs charged out.

It turned out that Menshi had been observing for a while, and once sure that the fierce battle outside was neither an illusion nor bait, he decided to strike decisively.

Menshi rushed to the enemy's front, entangled a Silver Level Death Soldier, and directly thwarted their tactical intentions.

Thus, the Silver Level combat power was held in a mutual check.

But the Fast Blade Army made it impossible for the Death Soldiers to suppress them, despite their best efforts to target them.

Under the leadership of the fast-legged dogman, the Fast Blade Army killed many Death Soldiers and quickly gained the upper hand.

Blood splattered, and Fighting energy exploded.

The mercenaries were brave, and the Death Soldiers fearless.

The close combat between the two sides quickly intensified, with continuous casualties on both sides.

For every three Death Soldiers that fell, one mercenary was downed. The casualty ratio was three to one.

The Death Soldiers had high combat training and decent equipment but were generally older in age.

The mercenaries were all extremely brave, partly due to training and partly because Sanda's valiant fighting had boosted their morale. Most importantly, the mercenaries generally had better equipment than their opponents.

Especially the two armies, nearly every member was fully armed.

Since their numbers were naturally small, Zong Ge had spent a great deal at equipping them. If the gear was shoddy, it would be easy to incur casualties, and increased casualties would disband the team's formation, meaning all the hard training would have been in vain.

Sanda had previously thought that the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps' continuous expenditure of huge funds to acquire equipment was inappropriate. But after this battle, he deeply understood that his initial perception was very superficial.

When compared to the enemy, the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps had one obvious advantage.

They had more people!

It was already quite difficult for Mei Lin to organize a bunch of Death Soldiers to rush to Snowbird Port in a short time.

And for these Death Soldiers to sneak in had cost them quite an effort.

After all, the Mage Tower monitored Snowbird Port around the clock.

If the Death Soldiers were concentrated in one place, their numbers would also be considerable. But they had spread out to attack from all sides, and while assaulting the Alchemy Workshop, they had been worn down by defensive measures like Magic Traps.

That led to them being at a numerical disadvantage on the small Alchemy Workshop battlefield.

Combat Skill—Poison Fang Cut!

Sanda drew his scimitar from his waist, spotted an opportunity, suddenly joined the fray, and struck a Silver Level Death Soldier.

The Silver Level Death Soldier was slashed in the lower back, a thin, lengthy wound opened up.

At first, red blood poured from the wound, but after a few seconds, the blood turned green, and the flesh around the wound also took on a green hue, spreading continuously.

The Silver Level Death Soldier even felt a wave of dizziness.

"Damn it, this blade is poisoned!"

"How despicable!"

The Silver Level Death Soldier wanted to pursue Sanda, but the latter's first action after landing the blow was to retreat backward.

Hindered by the overall battle situation, the Silver Level Death Soldier watched helplessly as Sanda withdrew with his gains.

He quickly took out a potion, and directly gulped down the liquid inside.

The dizzy sensation immediately started to subside, but the wound continued to tingle and numb.

The potion analysis wasn't thorough enough!

The Silver Death Soldier whispered a low caution to his comrades, "Be extremely wary of that dwarf's poison blade!"

Bang.

The next moment, an alchemical bullet shot towards them like lightning. Had the Silver Death Soldier not tilted his head at the last second, the bullet would have nearly blasted his head off.

"Guys, I'm here!" Chi Lai appeared on a rooftop, shouting before hiding again, disappearing from sight.

Menshi and the rest cheered.

Chi Lai was Silver Level, with exceptional combat strength. His long firearms, now upgraded to Silver Level, could hit tiny targets from a great distance.

Chi Lai vanished, then fired bullets from shadowed corners. Each bullet posed a serious threat to Silver Level enemies, or claimed the lives of other Transcendents.

This was a world dominated by the strong.

Chi Lai's arrival dramatically shifted the balance of power in the small workshop battle.

The Death Soldiers couldn't help but reveal a tragic air. This version was sourced from M|V|L^EMPYR.

They understood the battle was now more likely to end in doom rather than fortune.

But not one of them thought of retreat.

The two Silver Level Death Soldiers exchanged quick glances, nodding in unison.

They suddenly changed direction and charged together towards the workshop entrance.

Even as they were struck by the Dragon Lion Mercenary Group's attacks, their direction didn't waver!

"Quick, we must hold them off!" Menshi was in a panic.

Although he had left some dwarves in the workshop, there were not many.

More importantly, these dwarves were no match for two Silver Level opponents!

Menshi hurriedly gave chase.

Joining him, syncing their actions, were the Backwater Army, Sanda, and others.

Bu Quan had vanished, meaning the Dragon Lion Mercenary Group couldn't control the small alchemy workshop's facilities.

Menshi pushed open the big door to offer support outside the battle, but he couldn't close the alchemy door tightly again.

This gave the enemy a chance to exploit.

"We can't let all our efforts go to waste!" Sanda was the first to arrive.

With a dagger clutched in one hand and a grip on the scimitar's poisoned hilt in the other, he charged at the two Silver Levels.

Boom!

A loud explosion sent Sanda flying back against the workshop wall where he was embedded, unable to fall down.

He was severely injured!

Agonizing pain made him gnash his teeth, and his rich combat experience told him that he had at least two broken ribs.

The Big guy woke up feeling pleased.

Just as Magic Chef Da Dou had expected, he woke up quickly.

While he had been asleep, Da Dou had refilled the long table with Yangzhou Fried Rice.

There was no hesitation; the Big guy chuckled dumbly and eagerly started to eat!

He wasn't very smart, but he realized this opportunity was excellent and rare.

Eat, eat, eat!

A real feast.

Gluttonous indulgence!

His appetite had grown.

This time, he didn't just finish off the Black Iron Level and Bronze Level fried rice, but he also tucked into several bowls of Silver Level fried rice.

Therefore, the Big guy's sleep was extended.

The audience was widely shocked by this scene, and for a moment, many people gathered to discuss the Big guy.

"Hey, hey, hey, did you just see that? He actually ate Extraordinary Dishes of Silver Level!"

"Up-tier eating isn't that unusual. Before, there were Black Iron Level Transcendents who tried Silver Level fried rice, but this giant is different."

"That's right, he had already eaten all the Black Iron Level and Bronze Level fried rice, and on that basis, he gulped down three large bowls of Silver Level fried rice!"

"How can his appetite be so huge?"

"Who exactly is he?"

The Big guy had been the center of attention for a while, and at this point, there was no hiding his identity.

So, more and more people found out that he was a member of the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps.

"Their squad leader Long Fu is here, having slain Teng Donglang. Now, his member is also making a stunning appearance here!"

The people of Snowbird Port had a strong affection for the Dragon Lion Mercenary Corps.

Upon learning the Big guy's identity, they developed a lot of fondness for him.

While some had thought the Big guy was brute and wild before, they now found him somewhat simple and honest while watching him eat and sleep.

"No, this can't go on any longer."

"This giant is definitely a key factor in this food contest!"

Watching his points significantly trailing behind the competitor, Ci Haishen was forced to adjust his strategy.

He decided to make a delicacy that suited the giant's taste, hoping to win the Big guy over to his side.

Customizing meals for specific patrons and crafting dishes that matched their tastes was also a cornerstone of a Magic Chef's skills.

"I've decided, I'll make a dish of Spicy Stir-fried Dragon Liver!"