Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast

Translator: 549690339 ¹

Under the Thunderflame Behemoth’s claw, the powerful Spiritual Will imprinted the ‘slash’ information into the consciousness of the Single-horned Tiger Kingfish, where it will continuously play the rune condensation process until it learns.

The talent ability of the Single-horned Tiger Kingfish is the Double Fin Slash, while for the Dragon Turtle, it’s the mouth cannon…

No, it’s the Basic Energy Conversion Rune at the throat.

Next, it just needs to condense a few hundred runes to form a powerful transformation field, spirally transform the energy within its body, and then it can unleash a Breath attack.

This is the second generation Transformation Rune that the Thunderflame Behemoth developed after studying its own throat structure, with the Basic Transformation Rune as the core and slightly adjusted structures.

Since it promised to help them, the Thunderflame Behemoth naturally wouldn’t go back on its word.

Next is the Nine-headed Flood Dragon; this guy’s talent abilities are actually quite comprehensive, so the Thunderflame Behemoth just taught it a solidity Basic Rune.

These runes engraved on its scales all over the body can enhance defense; if it could fully engrave them, the hundreds of thousands of scale runes overlaid would form a terrifying defense amplification.

Of course, to reach this step would take at least decades. Currently, its task is to engrave the scales of its nine necks to protect its weaknesses.

As for the Silver Giant Dragon, it’s still working hard to condense the binding force field. Teaching one at a time is quite enough; other considerations can wait until they have mastered what they’ve learned so far.

Roar!

Seeing the Thunderflame Behemoth that seemed to have forgotten about them, the Female Tiger Whale let out mournful cries.

The Three-headed Small Tiger Whale kept wagging its tail, behaving like a little dog trying to please it.

“Roar! You three little fellows are too low level for cultivation. Wait until you breakthrough to Level 7, and this Icing will teach you then.”

“As for you… right, what is your talent ability?”

Looking at the Female Tiger Whale, which had broken through to Level 7 long ago but had always been inconspicuous, the Thunderflame Behemoth was somewhat bewildered.

Because it seemed to have never seen this Tiger Whale exhibit its talent.

Roar! Eat, crush.

Saying this, the Female Tiger Whale opened its mouth wide and with a loud bang, bit into the Ice Crystal-transfigured square, instantly creating a hollow space with a twenty-meter diameter.

The ice crystal condensed by the Eighth Level Beast’s strength was shattered by the force contained in its sharp teeth, then got sucked into a vortex in its mouth and disappeared into another ‘space’.

Seeing this, the Thunderflame Behemoth fell silent for a moment, looking at the cringing Single-horned Tiger Kingfish, not quite sure what to say.

No wonder this guy is so afraid of his wife.

Anyone who had such a fierce wife would also be afraid.

A solitary Devouring Vortex, and a crushing talent in itself wasn’t very powerful, and it was close-range instead of an energy attack. But when combined together, it became very strong.

It was even terrifying-capable of devouring all Mutated Creatures below its level.

No wonder, even amidst caring for her children, the growth rate of this Female Tiger Whale wasn’t much slower than that of the Single-horned 1 iger Kingfish. After some thought, the Thunderflame Behemoth still taught it the Energy Conversion Rune, but this time it was to convert the devoured matter into energy.

Crushing, transforming, devouring—combined together they might exceed the expectations of all ‘creatures’.

In the audience seats, Jack Clark, whose attention had already been withdrawn from the Secret Book, revealed a hint of excitement in his eyes, though no one saw it because of the sunglasses.

There was no helping it; he was about to convert nearly ten thousand Attribute Points worth of Life Crystals, which even he couldn’t help but get excited about.

Years of cultivation… cough! No, it should be more than half a year of cultivation.

From the start, exchanging for a Level 1 Life Crystal and converting a few Attribute points to now suddenly obtaining tens of thousands of Attribute Points, the difference was too huge.

It seemed that his initial decision to team up with Unique Beasts like the Tiger Whale and later establish the Dragon Palace was the right choice.

Otherwise, even if he had mastered the method of spatial transmission, he wouldn’t be able to collect so many Life Crystals in just a few days, considering that the Thunderflame Behemoth, no matter how strong, was still alone.

But today’s tasks were not yet complete; He would have to wait until evening to find time to condense the coordinate runes.

After all, having gained so many benefits, he must still do the job (protecting Mathilda Ward) well.

This time, to deal with the soul avatars of the two King-level strongmen, the Federation had given two Top-tier Secret Manuals worth twenty thousand Contribution Points each.

In addition to that, there was also the Top-level Skill from Hannah Gail’s possession, which was no less valuable than the Secret Manuals.

That’s right, the Summoning Secret Skill was also part of the rewards for this task.

If it wasn’t for his role as Mathilda Ward’s bodyguard, Hannah Gail wouldn’t have been interested in challenging him to a fight, let alone easily allowing him to comprehend the family’s Summoning Secret Skill.

This kind of Top-tier Secret Skill created by a King-level strongman isn’t even in the Federation’s database.

Because it has already delved into the individual’s more core powers.

While Jack Clark watched the stage where beautiful girls were dancing, with one eye, he observed the group of Giant Beasts ‘cultivating’ with his other perspective.

Time passed, and it quickly approached eleven-thirty. Marla Fiore stood up and clapped her hands, “Everyone has worked hard; let’s rest a bit before lunch.”

With that, Marla Fiore walked onto the stage and handed Mathilda Ward a towel: “You’ve worked hard, Ilisa.”

Mathilda Ward wiped the sweat from her face, her cheeks still flushed with exercise: “I’m okay, actually, everyone has worked harder than me.”

As the main star of the stage, she did follow the rehearsals, but mainly to find her dance rhythm and practice a few moves in coordination with the backup dancers; the rest of the time, she sang.

Compared to her, those backup dancers who had rehearsed the choreography for a dozen songs since early morning were indeed more tired.

Hearing Mathilda Ward’s words, the tiredness seemed to fade from these people’s faces, giving them a sense of satisfaction that their efforts were recognized..