In other words, this was the only subsidiary skill of the Dragon Trident that could be used at any time.
It was just a pity that after being judged as an auxiliary skill by the Dragon Trident, Moon Devour had been greatly enhanced, but it had also been weakened to a certain extent. In the past, the cursed poison could be used randomly. Now, it could be used anytime and anywhere, but only three times a day.
As for the strength of Moon Devour, one could refer to the upgraded subsidiary skills from just now. Not to mention, the previous cursed poison had already been an extremely vicious existence.
Those bright spots emerging from the Dragon Trident were the physical form of Moon Devour.
Like the poison from before, they could detach from the Dragon Trident and then be freely controlled by the host.
Just now, Blaine had used these Moon Devour spots while moving at high speed, wiping them across the frozen warhorses and cavalrymen. Or, in order to save time and effort, Blaine had directly raised his hands and used Absolute Hit to scatter the Moon Devour spots onto their bodies.
Although these ice sculptures were only lightly stained by them, the terrifying thing was that because of that tiny bit of light, they all turned into puffs of white mist and disappeared silently before Blaine's eyes.
It seemed that even if they wanted to scream, they could not do so while frozen.
At this moment, no one would have imagined that such a fierce and majestic army of tens of thousands would be defeated by Blaine.
No.
It had been turned into nothingness by this small subsidiary skill.
They also did not know that Moon Devour could not only corrode physical bodies, but also corrode condensed soul bodies. From this alone, one could see how abnormal Moon Devour truly was.
Also, although the system's setting for Moon Devour was that it could only be used three times a day, these three times did not mean that using a little bit, or even a cluster of spots, counted as one use.
Instead, within a certain period of time, Blaine could use it freely, without limit.
Perhaps someone would ask at this point, since there was no limit, what did this "certain period of time" mean?
In fact, it was easy to understand.
It could be considered that Moon Devour had a cooldown. It could only be used three times a day, and the interval between each use could not be less than five or six hours.
So, as long as Blaine used it during this active period, he could use as much of it as he wanted.
However, while Blaine was panting for breath, he did not seem to notice the abnormality hidden beneath the white mist.
Because after all the cavalrymen, including their horses, were corroded, faint traces of black threads seemed to slowly and inadvertently flow toward the only leader still standing on the battlefield.
Not only that, but the cavalrymen and horses that had just been blown apart by Blaine's spiritual seeds were the same.
After the explosions, the energy particles that had shot out like fireworks also seemed to faintly show signs of flying toward the leader.
Of course, do not forget the archers from before, the ones Blaine had cut down with his halberd, as well as the spear-wielding soldiers that had fallen to the ground. The energy in the corpses on the ground had also turned into black threads and flowed toward it.
Oh, by the way, some people might still ask why Blaine had not simply relied on absolute speed to approach those frozen soul bodies and smash them apart one by one.
That way, he could have saved one use of Moon Devour. After all, when facing Dormammu later, having one more life-saving skill would be useful.
To this, Blaine could only say, no, no.
First of all, it was not impossible for Blaine to get close to them and smash them apart with his fists. It was just that doing so would not save him time. Instead, it would become a burden and a drag.
After all, if he wanted to crush them, he would have to touch their bodies. Although they had already been frozen and become extremely fragile, basically shattering at a touch, there was still such a large army and so many people. If Blaine had to personally reach every single one of them, it would be a waste of his time and energy. Something that could be done in three seconds would end up taking five or even ten seconds longer.
And that was not all.
Moreover, even if Blaine smashed a group of them apart with one powerful punch, would that not waste even more energy? With the time it took to build up that strength, Blaine might as well run a few more laps.
Secondly, Blaine felt that using the subsidiary skill Moon Bite at this moment was just right. If even this boss could not be corroded by Moon Bite, then why should Blaine keep it as a trump card to deal with Dormammu?
Besides, in the face of so many soldiers, Blaine had absolute accuracy. He did not even need to get close to them. He only needed to wave his hand, and the Moon Bite spots would automatically fly toward them and take effect.
Was that not useful?
Was that not fast?
Did that not save time and effort?
If Blaine had crushed such a large army one punch at a time, he was afraid that just now, he would not have merely been panting for breath. He would have been so tired that he could not even get up from the ground.
After all, just maintaining high-speed movement required a tremendous amount of physical strength and energy.
For example, Quicksilver, who was always one step ahead, also had his weakness.
That was gluttony.
Uh, this gluttony was not that kind of gluttony.
Because Quicksilver could move at such high speed, his body also needed to consume enormous amounts of energy. Where did this energy come from? It could only be replenished through food. Moreover, Quicksilver's stomach could never truly be filled.
In this way, it was not difficult to understand why Blaine panted after stopping. It was not because he had overused a skill, nor was it because his body felt uncomfortable. Rather, it was a normal reaction of his body's functions after moving at such speed.
In addition to all this, there was actually one more thing that surprised Blaine.
Why had the three subsidiary skills of the Dragon Trident—Dragon Breath, Dragon Chant, and Moon Bite—not worked on the leader of this army?
Was it because it was truly strong?
Or had Blaine underestimated it before?
Hmph.
Needless to say, he would know after trying.
Thinking this, Blaine, who had already recovered, slowly pulled the Dragon Trident from behind his back. Then, with another thunderous explosion in the air, Blaine's body shot out once more.
His direction was the only leader remaining within the black clouds.
Crack...
At the same time, a small but clear sound rang out.
The leader's body, which was still covered in white mist from the corrosion of Moon Bite, suddenly shattered, revealing its true form inside.
Pitch-black armor.
A three-foot-long scimitar.
A heavy helmet.
This leader did not seem to have changed at all from before. It was as if Blaine's Moon Bite, freezing, and everything else were nothing more than decorations to it.
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