My Talent Panel Can Add Points-Chapter 135 - 115: Blood Erosion Tyrant! Old Beast Monarch!

Chapter 135: Chapter 115: Blood Erosion Tyrant! Old Beast Monarch!

After settling the gains, Ye Mingqiu gazed at the mountain of resources, equipment, materials, and various consumables in his Storage Space, and couldn’t help but start pondering.

Should I consider advancing my Skills?

The Skills learned by Spiritualists are not fixed in Tier; they can be upgraded in Star Tier through special advancement items. The same Skill may have different Tiers, and the higher the Tier, the stronger the Skill becomes.

Skill advancement is an efficient means to boost the power of a Spiritualist.

However...

Skill Advancement Books are extremely expensive, their prices are outrageously high, far beyond what ordinary Low Level Spiritualists can afford, so in most cases, Spiritualists don’t consider skill advancement.

But if it’s just like this, some can grittingly afford it.

The problem is, Skill advancement itself has strict restrictions; depending on the type of skill learned, the conditions for advancement change, for instance, Basic series Skills require sufficiently high Basic Attributes for advancement.

Key point! It’s Basic Attributes!

Not the attributes boosted through various bonuses!

The requirement for advancing Basic Passive Skills is to elevate the corresponding Basic Attributes over 50, a requirement that can deter most Low Level Spiritualists; only with enough Level can one possess sufficient Body Basic Potential to meet the attribute conditions more easily.

But Ye Mingqiu is different; he is a genius with a Legendary Profession and four Basic Passive Skills, able to lift his Basic Attributes to over 20, even 30 at just Level 2, possibly achieving the 50-point requirement after two more world explorations.

In such a situation, he should indeed consider collecting Skill advancement items ahead of time, but undoubtedly, the price of Skill advancement items is outrageously high, and preparing for upgrade requires a substantial amount of Spiritual Points.

Need to find a way to earn more money! 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

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Black Fang Tribe

The remaining Black-toothed Beastman Warriors are still repairing defenses, mending the war-damaged camp walls, adding as many defensive facilities as possible on the lookout tower, and setting up various warning and ambush spells outside the Black Fang Tribe.

Inside the main camp, Withered Bones sat at his secondary seat studying historical scrolls, carefully reading the history of the Blood Erosion Fang, trying to find a glimmer of hope for victory within.

But reality is harsh; in the history of the Beast Race, Blood Erosion Fang was just an ordinary Giant Beastman Hero, his most impressive feat being able to charge and crash through during wars due to his size, disrupting enemy formations, confronting enemy War Giant Beasts single-handedly.

Although remarkable, if that’s all, it wouldn’t suffice to shake the Blood Axe Tribe.

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Withered Bones raised his head sharply, eyes gleaming.

Just now, the detection array he set outside the Black Fang Tribe was triggered, designed to detect anyone approaching the Black Fang Tribe to prevent another ambush like before.

So he commanded directly: "Black Fang Beastman Warriors, prepare for battle."

"Yes!"

Two beastmen responsible for protecting Withered Bones outside the main camp quickly obeyed and rushed into the tribe to relay the information to others.

Withered Bones watched them leave, seeing a large number of Beastman Warriors gathering quickly, and with a grave expression, swiftly moved to the vicinity of the lookout tower, making the most tense preparations for battle.

...

Has it finally come?

Withered Bones grasped his Bone Staff, standing atop the lookout tower and gazing at the approaching beastman army, his gaze became more sullen, certain that they were not warriors from Black Fang Tribe, Blood Erosion Fang hadn’t taken such a large number from the tribe.

The black mass of beastmen approached; their pace was not fast but steady, subtly conveying an unavoidable momentum.

"This is indeed an elite force."

Withered Bones became more despondent; as a Priest, he could roughly sense the strength of the opposing soldiers.

A force of over a thousand, nearly a third being Leaders, and even some Monarch Level Hero Beastmen among them.

Hmm?

Halfway through sensing, he realized he encountered a unit he couldn’t perceive, a feeling of familiarity that puzzled him.

On the lookout tower, Withered Bones squinted, as the enemy troops neared, he gradually saw the beastman he couldn’t pinpoint; a particularly tall beastman, standing four meters high, like a towering iron pillar.

He was riding an Earth Dragon, which groaned under his weight, seemingly on the verge of collapse.

That’s...

"Blood Erosion Fang Master!"

Withered Bones showed a smile of joy but simultaneously couldn’t help wondering why their master accompanied by so many beastman warriors who clearly weren’t from the Black Fang Tribe.

They looked like.... warriors from Stone Claw Tribe?

Could it be Blood Erosion Fang reached a consensus with Stone Claw Tribe somehow, and returned together ready to resist Blood Axe Tribe?

"Indeed, Blood Erosion Fang Master!"

....

Ye Mingqiu stood at the forefront, gazing at the repaired camp walls by the beastman warriors, wearing a faint smile and shouted: "Beastlings, your king has returned!"

With his roar, countless beastman warriors behind him roared along, fervently chanting this king’s battlefield-earned Title.

"Blood Erosion Tyrant!"

"Blood Erosion Tyrant!"

"Blood Erosion Tyrant!"

The terrifying roar echoed, wave after wave, impacting the hearts of the Black Fang Tribe warriors and priests; though they knew not what happened, they couldn’t help but feel a surge of emotion.