The corpses of spawned beasts lay everywhere, and Constantine's mouth was filled with blood as he busily gorged himself!
Maxwell was sitting to the side resting, "Constantine, can you move faster? Do you really have to absorb every Mana from the beasts? Time is precious; we don't want to keep waiting for you here while you're sucking out blood."
On the other hand, Gwendolyn was gasping for breath while her face was slightly red.
Each time she made a move, it would deplete her Mana, and after several hours, the consumption amount became too great for her body to handle.
"Owww…"
A green-fanged tiger with yellow and white stripes suddenly leapt out of a tree.
Gwendolyn's eyes changed as she struck with her sword. She then pouted and angrily muttered: "You dare to sneak attack us? It looks like you're tired of living."
"Whoosh!" Her white clothes flashed by and her sword created a mirage. Compared to before, it was clear her speed had slowed a lot, and the strength of her sword had also weakened.
Mana was essential. Once the consumption is too much, one's strength and speed will significantly decrease. Gwendolyn was just too tired now.
This was a common problem for all martial cultivators! It was like a mage without any mana, they were completely useless even if they were powerful.
Even though Gwendolyn was the first to detect the Green Fanged Tiger's sneak attack, her speed couldn't catch up to her reaction and her strength seemed to have gone down a level; her sword struck nothing but air.
Immediately after…
Gwendolyn cried out: "Maxwell, watch out!"
Maxwell frowned as a burst of chill was felt on his back. His heart tightened as he clenched his fists before spinning around. He then roared out: "Dragon Palm Attack!"
His body was like a bow while his fists were like the arrow as it shot forward.
"Bam!"
His pair of fists accurately landed on the Green Fanged Tiger's forehead. Its head cracked apart while fresh blood gushed out.
"Instant kill!"
At that moment, a system notification was heard in his mind.
"Crackle!"
"Congratulations, Player Maxwell Gillette, for killing a Green Fanged Tiger. Reward: 210 XP, 20 mana."
"Congratulations, Player Maxwell Gillette, for collecting 1 beast mana from the Green Fanged Tiger…"
"I collected the beast Mana again… every time I kill a Spawned beast, I'd get their mana. What can I do with them?"
Each time he killed a newly spawned beast species, he would gain beast mana. This was extremely strange to Maxwell.
Maxwell felt a sudden urge and unconsciously opened up the system's information to search for the usage of beast mana. There were more than 30 classes of beast mana floating in his mind as he opened up the system interface to search.
"Ten thousand Beast Lineage?" He thought. "After acquiring 10,000 different spawned beasts Mana, one can gain the Ten Thousand Beast Lineage and possess the strength of 10,000 beasts!"
"The more powerful the beast Mana of the Spawned beasts collected, the more powerful your strength will become after merging the 10,000 beast Mana together. Also…"
This seemed very normal so far. The Ten Thousand Beast Lineage was very powerful since it was a lineage made up of 10,000 different demonic beast species; there was no doubt about its power. But when Maxwell continued reading down, his eyes tightened as he mumbled in shock: "The Ten Thousand Beast Lineage actually has a fusion ability; it can actually coexist with other Titan Techniques."
Once one fuses with a Titan Technique, there's no way for it to fuse with another one.
In the Garden region where Eden City was located, there's no Titan Technique that can fuse with others. The Ten Thousand Beast Lineage was a fusion technique that could coexist with other Titan Techniques, which means one could have two Titan Techniques inside them. How strong was a single Titan Technique? What about two?
Maxwell was so excited that he was speechless. The Badges could be exchanged for the Titan Technique. Each and every one of them was extremely powerful and their power was no less than the Ten Thousand Beast Lineage. Upon completing the requirements, would the Ten Thousand Beast Lineage immediately fuse into him?
Maxwell didn't worry about that since the Titan Technique can be added later.
"Sir Maxwell is so powerful and so domineering, hahaha…" Constantine was dazed at the side because it was simply too awesome for a single strike to kill a lower bronze rank spawned beast.
Gwendolyn looked surprised. Half a second later, a light smile appeared on her face as she said to herself: "You're just showing off. That bunch of Gillette Household members keep saying you're worthless, I think they're the ones who are really worthless, humph!"
Maxwell stored his thoughts with a smile. He then looked up at the sky and recalled Gwendolyn's condition. "It's getting late and spawned beasts are more abundant and active at night. We should find a safe place somewhere to spend the night."
Nighttime was the time most favourable for Spawned beasts. This was the time for them to find a place and hide or else it would be extremely dangerous for them.
Gwendolyn glanced at Maxwell and noticed he said this because of her. She couldn't help but feel her heart warm up and be filled with emotions.
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Not far away…
Two dark shadows were lurking behind a bush. Only after Maxwell and company ran off in a certain direction did they reveal themselves.
Calvin and Michael were two junior members of the Gillette Household who were considered among the stronger ones. Those two were both at the level 4 bronze rank.
"Calvin, you go notify Sir Gregory while I continue following them," Michael whispered as he stared in the direction Maxwell had gone.
Calvin turned around and was just about to leave when his eyebrows went up and a sneer appeared on his lips. He then sinisterly said, "What if we were to personally capture Maxwell? I believe Sir Gregory would reward us greatly."
"Did you see the sword skills of the girl in white? We are definitely not her opponents." Michael said honestly.
A single sword strike was able to kill a spawned beast. Add Maxwell, who was at level 5 bronze rank; those two were definitely not their opponents.
Calvin lightly smiled before saying: "Didn't you notice that the girl in white clothes had pretty much depleted all her mana? She needs at least an entire night before she can recover, so no matter how powerful she is, it's of no use. Do the two of us still not stand a chance dealing with that piece of worthless bastard Maxwell?"
It was very easy for someone at level 4 bronze rank to deal with someone at level 5 bronze rank. Especially when there were two of them, so success was definitely assured.
Michael narrowed his eyes because his heart was moved by those words. He clearly knew what Sir Gregory's goal was, so if he were to really capture Maxwell, he would definitely receive a big reward.
Even if there weren't any rewards, being able to do stuff for the future Gillette's Household Lord, there will definitely be benefits in the future. Apart from this, they were eyeing the zero storage space that Constantine had. There were over a dozen spawned beast heads inside, so if it all belonged to them…
"Gulp!" The sound was heard as Michael heavily swallowed his saliva. A look of greed appeared on his face, "Okay, we will continue following them and find an opportunity to capture Maxwell."
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The sky gradually darkened and one couldn't even see their own fingers inside the forest. There were constant roars by demonic beasts that would startle one's heart, giving this entire place a scary feeling. The constant roaring was similar to a warning by the Spawned beasts, saying that this was now their world.
Halfway up a hill was a hidden cave.
Gwendolyn was sitting inside the cave cross-legged while absorbing mana. Each breath and exhale was in a rhythm as the surrounding traces of Mana were drawn into her body. The mana in her technique was gradually being recovered…
At the mouth of the cave. Constantine was standing there like the Hulk, his eyes lit like a torch as he surveyed the area.
"Constantine, you have to protect her because she could be your future Lady." Smiled Maxwell. Upon thinking of Gwendolyn's cute expressions, his heart started warming up.
Constantine nodded seriously, "Don't worry, sir Maxwell, even if this one were to die, he won't let anyone harm a single hair on her."
Maxwell gave a satisfied smile and disappeared into the night.