Inside the Wood Armor Spirit Binding Array.
"Tier Two Demon Beasts are truly troublesome!"
The Array Spirit Stones had consumed more than half, and he'd burned through dozens of Fire Bomb Talismans before the Iron-Backed Demon Mantis finally lay in a pool of green blood, barely clinging to life.
Lin Chang'an's heart pounded with fear, despite not seeming to encounter any danger, knowing the entire battle had been a matter of attrition.
In just two hours, he had consumed over a thousand Lower Grade Spirit Stones.
A single high-grade top-quality talisman was worth seventy to eighty Spirit Stones, and he'd thrown twenty-seven of them, not to mention the cost of maintaining the array.
"Thud!"
With the Iron-Backed Demon Mantis' feeble collapse, the tendrils of the tree continuously twined around it, squeezing out green liquid as it seemed to lose any capacity to react.
