Mythical Era: I Evolved Into A Stellar-Level Beast - Chapter 163

Chapter 163: Chapter 130: Control Release, Carry the Mountain and Walk_3

Translator: 549690339

Boom! On the branch of a tree, a three-meter tall White Ape didn’t have time to react before its head and half of its body were crushed by the Golden Eagle’s talons. With a flap of its wings, the Golden Eagle then soared towards the sky…

Bang! The scorching explosion penetrated the chest of the Golden Eagle, which had just risen a hundred meters. Unwillingly letting out a piercing scream, its gigantic body tumbled downwards, engulfed in roaring flames and billowing black smoke.

On a mountainside, 1500 meters away, Freya Louise half-squatted on the ground, ejecting an incendiary bullet’s shell with a click. She took her sniper rifle and climbed down the rugged mountain wall.

Soon she arrived in the forest below, where she found the mutated Golden Eagle with two huge holes in its chest and most of its feathers burnt off.

The corpse of the White Ape was still clutched in its talons.

To avoid the Golden Eagle fleeing too far away after being pierced through the chest and not dying immediately, she had chosen a double shot this time: one to pierce the armor and another incendiary bullet.

Fortunately, birds are relatively lightweight. The nine-meter wingspan and four-meter body length of the Golden Eagle only weighed about a ton. If Freya Louise had to, she could still manage to drag it, after True Strength burst out of her.

An hour and a half later, Freya Louise, panting, emerged from the forest and returned to where they’d split up.

There, Jack Clark was sitting atop a nine-meter-long, one-horned Giant Lizard’s corpse, which resembled a dinosaur from ancient times, waiting for her.

Seeing Freya Louise approaching while dragging the gigantic Golden Eagle’s corpse, Jack Clark grinned and asked, “How was your trip? Did you run into any accidents?”

“Not bad. The Golden Eagle’s territory is close to the White Tiger’s. They’ve killed almost all the mutated creatures around them.”

As Freya Louise spoke, she looked at the three massive mutant beast corpses in front of her and felt the pressure.

For them, hunting the Level 3 Mutant Beasts was easy, but carrying the valuable mutant beast corpses back would be a bit of a hassle.

Freya Louise, in particular, had already been exhausted from dragging the lightest bird-type mutant beast for twenty kilometers.

Knowing what she was thinking, Jack Clark got up with a laugh. “Let’s go. I’ll take care of these mutated beasts. Good start today.”

Killing four third-level mutant beasts so easily and gaining more than seventy contribution points made even Jack Clark excited.

It was still early, so he planned to hurry back quickly and take on another mission to earn more points.

With that, Jack Clark laid out several arm-thick vines he’d prepared. He placed the two seven-ton tiger corpses next to one another, followed by the three-ton one-horned lizard and the one-ton Golden Eagle.

The pile of four mutated beast corpses was more than five meters high. Jack Clark wrapped the sturdy vines around the stack over ten times, turning it into a neatly packed “cargo.”

Jack Clark took a deep breath, grabbed the “cargo” with both arms, and unleashed his True Strength.

Heave!

At Jack Clark’s cry, the eighteen-ton “cargo” was suddenly lifted up and slammed onto his shoulder. He began to run heavily, each step leaving a deep footprint and rumbling like a small moving hill.

From a high-altitude perspective, it was like an ant carrying something ten times its size on the ground, a combination of comical and awe-inspiring.

As for Freya Louise, she was stunned as she watched the small hill charge into the forest.

She knew Jack Clark’s basic strength was formidable, but she had never imagined it to be so exaggerated that he could slay these mutated beasts so easily.

She had thought Jack Clark would only be able to carry one beast at a time after killing them.

In that case, he could quickly make three trips back and forth, and together with her dragging the Golden Eagle, they would be able to carry all these mutated beast corpses out of the mountain within half a day.

But she never expected Jack Clark’s basic strength to be so great. It was not just the Triple and Quadruple Heaven that could reach these limits; even the Fourth Layer limit arm strength was only four thousand kilograms.

No wonder his combat prowess was so exaggerated… Stunned, Freya Louise quickly chased after him..