Monsters Are Coming-Chapter 871 - 247: The Mole’s Operation, Super Benefits

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Seeing the forum debate start leaning toward him, Little Mage's face showed a relieved smile.

He closed the forum and looked around.

At this moment, he was soaking in a pool of blood, surrounded by Alien Race blood slaves bound by iron chains.

This suddenly made him realize that he could seemingly continue to extract benefits through his role as a villain BOSS.

He analyzed the blood pool beneath him, and related information instantly surfaced in his mind.

[Qi-Blood Energy (low purity)]:

Analysis introduction: Qi-Blood energy refined by the Blood Pool Super Beast Army (with many impurities), can be used to recover injuries, enhance strength, or be sacrificed to Emperor Zhao.

"Good stuff."

He did not rush to act, his gaze glanced at the other side.

Three War Sacrifices were busy on the body of the Final Giant Beast, repairing the damaged parts.

Obviously, making a profit directly at this moment was not suitable.

In the coming days, he still had to use the identity of Blood King to benefit his side's players, so he had to keep a low profile.

Turning his head to look, a War Sacrifice from the Soul Pool Army was holding a transparent bottle.

It seemed that a Damage-taking Stream native was killed before drinking it, and the special potion fell into the hands of the Spirit Breath Clan.

This bottle's price in the shop was 800 points, a considerable loss.

If they're not top Damage-bearing Stream players, they wouldn't dare to use such a potion, as a powerful guild must provide subsidies.

It was probably used by players from the Divine Hall Guild.

Watching the withering trait Spiritual Patterns dissipate on the body of the Final Giant Beast, Little Mage tore open the nearly transparent blood cocoon, his expression immediately turning cold, instantly switching to Blood King's usual state.

Though not Blood King himself, no one knew Blood King better than him.

Three War Sacrifices from the Soul Pool Army turned to look at him, their expressions joyful.

"Blood King."

Little Mage coldly nodded and asked with a deep voice:

"How is the Final Giant Beast?"

"Half of the potion seized from the invading force was used on your injuries for recovery, and the other half was given to the Final Giant Beast. Now the Final Giant Beast has entered a positive cycle of injury recovery, needing only to absorb enough Life Energy to heal completely."

Little Mage coldly nodded:

"What's the situation outside now?"

In response to his inquiry, the War Sacrifices from the Soul Pool Army truthfully explained the next war deployment of the Seven Great Thrones.

This included the deployment of Fungus King and Bone King leading their armies to besiege the Space Channel.

Knowing all this, Little Mage decisively posted, publishing all the content explained by the War Sacrifices on the forum.

Since deciding to be the traitor, he would carry it through to the end.

This was not only for bringing benefits to his side's players but also for making amends for the previous proxy actions.

After the War Sacrifices finished explaining, Little Mage let them continue to repair the Final Giant Beast, while he left the blood pool area and arrived at the door of the Blood Pool Army's resource room.

Two guards holding alarm devices stood in front of the door.

Seeing Blood King, the two warriors of the Blood Pool Army immediately knelt on one knee:

"Throne."

"Open the door."

Without a trace of hesitation, the two guards rose and together pushed open the heavy Black Stone door.

A scent mixed with blood and the fragrance of plants wafted in.

As Little Mage's boots stepped inside, the floor rippled with dark red waves; the floor of the entire resource room was paved with solidified Blood Crystals, with every inch flowing with refined Life Essence.

Once the door closed, greed surged in Little Mage's eyes like a breached dam.

"Great place!"

As he walked, Little Mage felt ecstatic inside.

Suspended in niches on the left were dozens of Energy Cores plundered from the Foundation World, shaped like hearts, slowly pulsing with Qi Blood Chains entwined on their surfaces, some glowing forest green, others lava-red and scorching.

"They are mine."

Without any hesitation, Little Mage decisively put them in his Space Bag.

Continuing forward, hundreds of Amber Coffins were stacked on the right, each sealing gene live samples from different races.

"They are mine too."

Though this stuff might not be worth much sacrificed to Emperor Zhao, he knew that the Alchemist Guild would surely be willing to buy them at high prices.

Potential value was definitely high.

Everywhere along the way was wealth.

A gear sun model from the Steam Punk World was hung on the wall, still in operation.

A set of seemingly child graffiti was framed in crystal, analyzed as some evil tool capable of beguiling spiritual will.

The collective consciousness of a certain technological civilization was compressed into a blue light ball, emitting a silent distress pulse every ten seconds...

The Space Bag quickly filled up.

He decisively used all his savings to buy more space slots, continuing to fill.

Soon the Space Bag filled up again.

Just as he was thinking of sacrificing items with actual value to Emperor Zhao to continue filling the Space Bag with wealth, he suddenly thought of something.

If he could sacrifice all the wealth in the warehouse to his side's players, the mistakes he made while idling would surely be wiped clean; then he would not be a traitor but a hero!

Money or reputation, Little Mage fell into a struggle of thought.

"Even with money, one must have life to spend it."

Even though he felt reluctant, Little Mage decided to offer the remaining warehouse resources to his side's players.

But before giving resources, he decided to keep the best small portion for himself.

Especially those items with no actual value but high potential value.

Even the Blood Crystals embedded in the floor he didn't plan to forgo; although they were too impure to be worth much sacrificed to Emperor Zhao, they could be sold to the Child Group leader, "Principal."