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Following the guidance of the blue flames, Enzo walked into the passage.

The passage was not long, only about a hundred meters. After passing through it, Enzo's eyes beheld a cultivated land, where various plants from the Disaster World were grown. This confirmed that this place was intentionally arranged by Maude. Adjacent to the land was a dilapidated wooden cabin.

Enzo entered the cabin.

Inside the cabin, there was no excess furniture, only a table placed in the center.

On the table lay a scroll made of animal hide.

Enzo delicately picked up the animal hide, only to find that it remained astonishingly soft, indicating that it had been recently removed. Inscribed on the hide were some messages written in the ancient script of the barren mountains, specifically intended for Enzo's eyes.

[In the very center lies a fragment of Chaos Behemoth's essence."]

[If you have found this, it means I haven't misjudged you. Not only do you possess tremendous talent, but also the sharpness of mind and vigilance."]

[I am about to depart from the Fierce Beast world. Until we meet again.]

At the end of these three messages stood a signature: Maude.

"It is indeed him!" Enzo exclaimed.

But rather than feeling assured, Enzo found himself perplexed.

He couldn't comprehend Maude's true intentions. Fabricating the Eomaia's corpse would undoubtedly lead to chaos, yet chaos seemed to bring no benefit to Maude.

Unable to make sense of it, Enzo pushed the thoughts aside.

He walked towards the central spot of the land and muttered to himself, "Maude said that the location of the essence of Chaos Behemoth is buried here... It must be this place. But how does he know about Chaos Behemoth?"

Lost in contemplation, Enzo casually blasted away the topsoil.

As the soil was cleared, a crystal-made box suddenly appeared.

Enzo retrieved the crystal box and, for safety's sake, opted to open it inside his own realm rather than in this location. Taking the crystal box with him, he entered the realm of the small world.

Within the realm of the small world, Enzo took a deep breath and opened the crystal box.

Instantly, a thick and pungent blood essence gushed out, forming the image of a ferocious beast in mid-air.

However, this beast exhibited no signs of intelligence. Despite being formed of blood essence, it emitted no trace of bloodiness, but rather exuded a peculiar fragrance that invigorated every fiber of one's being.

Enzo gazed into the crystal box, within which lay nothing more than an ordinary-looking piece of flesh.

However, the surface of the flesh shimmered like the stars in the night sky, harboring a hidden energy that left Enzo astonished.

This was the true essence of Chaos Behemoth's flesh!

Enzo's heart trembled with awe, and without hesitation, he made another attempt to give birth to a Chaos Behemoth avatar.

This time, the process went smoothly.

Threads of blood emerged on the palm of his hand, intertwining and enveloping the piece of Chaos Behemoth flesh, forming a cocoon of blood. The surface of the cocoon solidified, transforming into a colossal crimson egg.

Simultaneously, a branch from The World Tree descended, resting upon the giant egg, providing it with energy.

However, in the next instant, Enzo's expression changed.

On both sides of The World Tree, the levels of the Life Lake and Thunder Pool, which served as reservoirs of energy, were visibly decreasing at an alarming rate. All the energy was being fully absorbed by the Chaos Behemoth egg. Based on this pace, the current supply could only last for a maximum of five days.

Once the time elapsed, without energy infusion, there was a high possibility of failure in the avatar's birth.

Enzo grew anxious yet also somewhat delighted.

"To give birth to a Chaos Behemoth avatar requires such an immense amount of energy. This clearly signifies the tremendous power of the Chaos Behemoth. And in the short term, if I want to obtain enough elemental energy, I can only rely on the Elemental Origin Crystal."

Enzo's gaze became resolute, and a plan gradually formed in his mind.

In the Otrank Mountains at present, there were undoubtedly many individuals from the Starry Sky who possessed Elemental Origin Crystals.

Of course, Enzo had no intention of simply seizing them by force. He was not a thief...

...

At the outskirts of the Otrank Mountains.

Several individuals were chasing after a figure cloaked in blood-red. Behind this figure were a stack of Flame Wings, and in his hand, he held a fragment of Eomaia flesh that exuded a peculiar aura. These individuals had been drawn to it.

Suddenly, a figure drenched in crimson halted in front of them.

Upon seeing this, the pursuers also came to a stop, with one of them laughing heartily as he spoke, "Boy, why don't you keep running? Hand over the fragments of Eomaia's flesh in your hands, and we may spare your life! If you refuse, you know full well the consequences that await!"

Unfazed by their threats, the figure bathed in blood remained unperturbed.

He gazed at the approaching group, and a colossal surge of spiritual strength materialized into an ashen fortress, enveloping the surrounding space.

This figure, cloaked in crimson, was none other than Enzo.

As Soul Fortress emerged, the pursuers suddenly felt their souls on the verge of collapse, realizing in an instant that they had fallen into a trap.

The boy brandishing the fragments of Eomaia's flesh hadn't fled out of fear, but rather with purpose.

He had deliberately lured them into pursuit!

It was at this moment that Enzo spoke to the group, saying, "Now, you should contemplate the repercussions of offending me."

Hearing these words, the pursuers were filled with regret.

"Respected powerhouse, I never intended to seize the fragments of Eomaia's flesh from your grasp. I was merely curious when I saw them chasing after you, so I followed along."

One of them spoke, uttering nonsensical words.

However, to everyone's surprise, Enzo merely nodded and replied, "Is that so? It seems you harbored no intentions of taking from me. Leave behind three Elemental Origin Crystals, and you may depart."

"Really?" the man instinctively asked.

"Why, are you not eager to leave? Do you wish to stay and accompany them?" Enzo retorted.

"No, no!" the man immediately denied, emphasizing, "Respected powerhouse, I don't even know them. I'll leave right away!"

With those words, the man produced three Elemental Origin Crystals and tossed them to Enzo.

Enzo accepted them and, as agreed, let the man go.

Witnessing this scene, the others followed suit and spoke up.

"Esteemed strong one, I have no intention of seizing the Eomaia flesh and blood fragments in your possession. I was merely curious and decided to follow along!"

The reasons given by the few were almost identical, and Enzo did not question them. Instead, he believed their words. As each person presented the corresponding Elemental Origin Crystals, he released them one by one.

Before long, the departing individuals regrouped.

At that moment, they suddenly realized the truth and angrily cursed, "Damn it, that fellow deliberately used the Eomaia flesh and blood fragments to lure us here, with the intention of obtaining our Elemental Origin Crystals!"

The group realized the true intentions behind the events but found themselves helpless.

And this was Enzo's true plan.

Although he had no intention of actively robbing others of their Elemental Origin Crystals, if others willingly offered them, he had no choice but to accept.

In the process, there might be some deities involved.

However, relying on his Magic Shadow Divine Arts, Enzo always managed to escape successfully. Moreover, he mostly operated on the outskirts and peripheral areas of the Otrank Mountains, rarely venturing into the core regions, so the chances of encountering deity-level powerhouses were low.

As a result, after over ten days, Enzo had acquired nearly two hundred Elemental Origin Crystals.

In the small world.

Enzo cast the Elemental Origin Crystals into the Lake of Life and the Thunder Pool, replenishing their supply and preventing further depletion. However, his expression remained devoid of joy. Speaking to himself, he murmured, "Although the Elemental Origin Crystals hold immense power, they pale in comparison to the energy absorbed by the Chaos Behemoth.

Based on the information I have gathered, the gestation of the Chaos Behemoth requires five years, even with abundant energy. Moreover, during the gestation period, it also requires certain special metallic minerals as an auxiliary."

"These two hundred Elemental Origin Crystals are still insufficient. I need more."

"In addition, I must collect those special metals."

"However, in the outskirts of the Otrank Mountains, more and more people seem to turn a blind eye to the presence of Eomaia's flesh and blood fragments. I should venture further, into the core regions of the Otrank Mountains. The individuals there possess greater strength and a higher quantity of Elemental Origin Crystals."

Enzo muttered, solidifying his subsequent plan.

He ventured deep into the core regions of the Otrank Mountains, where he soon witnessed several intense battles.

The conflicts in these core regions surpassed his expectations.

However, in order to gestate the Chaos Behemoth avatar, Enzo chose not to retreat. Instead, he employed his previous strategy, deliberately releasing the aura of the Eomaia flesh and blood fragments to entice those who sought to claim them.

However, this time, trouble found its way to Enzo.

Before his aura could even spread, several figures appeared before Enzo in an instant. They swiftly set up a sealing barrier, disrupting the spatial elements and rendering him unable to employ his spatial powers for escape.

Soon after, Mansfield materialized in front of Enzo.

His face was consumed by a profound darkness, as if harboring pent-up anger for a long time. Upon spotting Enzo, Mansfield's countenance twisted into a ferocious visage, resembling a beast on the brink of madness. He roared, "You damned brat! It's because of you that I got entangled with Oris, and suffered the reprimands of Lady Lanathel and Lord Norman! It's all because of you that I lost an arm!"

Only now did Enzo notice Mansfield's limp arm.

On the arm, there was a small wound emitting a peculiar aura, obstructing its healing and causing the entire limb to wither away, as if desiccated by the wind.

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Mansfield bellowed further, "Boy, prepare to meet your demise!"