108 - Loot

If you want to trigger a hydrogen explosion, you need to keep the hydrogen gas in the air between 4% and 75.6%. And for a more powerful explosion, the ratio of hydrogen and oxygen should be around 2:1.

No doubt, Lynn achieved it.

Although it's not the standard ratio, it's pretty close.

[Multiple - Fireball]

As they continued counting, Nos and his group had already started casting their spells the moment the missile hit the airbag. In an instant, dozens of ferocious fireballs whizzed through the air and collided with the airbag after breaking through half of its protective shield used against the tentacles.

Boom.

At that very moment, the mixed gases were ignited violently, shaking the heavens and the earth. A massive explosion echoed through the sky, accompanied by a cloud of dust rising into the air. Blinding flames and a raging shockwave swept outwards.

The Eye of Death, which had just pierced the airbag, immediately experienced a sensation it had never felt in its entire existence. Flames and explosions rushed into its gaping maw.

The internal damage from an explosion is often the most severe.

Burning, pain, numbness...

The agony struck from all parts of its body, and in an instant, it felt like it had turned into a red-hot block of iron. Intense pain coursed through its entire body, as if something were tearing its flesh apart, causing it to howl even more furiously.

Lynn and the others had no time to worry about the Eye of Death because a terrifying tidal wave accompanied the shockwave, swallowing the cockpit.

The battered cockpit was slammed into the sea by waves over ten meters high, and Lynn, Nos, Hank, and Barbara were no exceptions. The contaminated greenish seawater rushed in from all directions, tossing them around like a tumble dryer, leaving them dishevelled and dizzy.

Once the cockpit resurfaced, everyone was drenched, looking thoroughly miserable.

"Damn it... Next time, no matter what you say, I won't fall for it again." Hank angrily cursed.

He had believed in Nos's crazy idea, and it led them to this life-threatening situation.

Lynn immediately turned his gaze towards the direction of the Eye of Death. The monstrous creature was now completely motionless, its massive body torn to shreds, its tentacles severed, and various parts of its body either sunk to the sea floor or floating on the surface. Even its head was less than a third of its original size, engulfed in raging flames.

"It should be really dead, right?" Barbara's face showed a hint of relief.

"If it's still alive after this, I'll walk backward for the rest of my life." Nos spat on the ground, saying with determination, before proceeding to inspect the damaged cockpit beneath his feet.

Although they had added metal plates on both sides of the cabin and protective alchemical arrays, the extent of the damage was still not optimistic. The stern of the cabin was completely deformed.

Fortunately, magic was convenient enough to handle this minor inconvenience. With the airbag gone, they had to treat this as a boat and slowly make their way back.

Even though they had been confident when discussing it earlier, when Nos got closer to the cockpit, he couldn't help but break into a cold sweat, fearing that the Eye of Death would attack them again.

However, none of that happened. They smoothly arrived in front of the massive corpse, and after extinguishing the burning flames, it was finally time to collect their spoils.

First, there's the spiritual essence in the brain, undoubtedly the most precious thing. The Eye of Death power has even caused these spiritual essences to crystallize in the brain, roughly the size of a fist, which should be enough to refine more than five bottles of Source of Magic potion.

What surprised Lynn was that after obtaining the crystal, Nos casually tossed it to him. Then he eagerly used a specially prepared, silver-made barrel to collect the blood of the Eye of Death.

"Is this stuff important?" Hank suddenly asked.

Barbara, who was standing nearby, also looked over. Anyone could tell that Nos attached great importance to the Eye of Death blood.

It was even possible that Nos had planned this hunting operation and expended countless efforts just for this.

"This blood isn't actually anything special. It's just that the alchemical array I'm researching happens to require this stuff," Nos said, looking at the people gathered around him, sounding a bit annoyed. "And there's blood everywhere in the sea. If you want it, you can go collect it yourselves."

However, Barbara and Hank were persistent. The blood in the seawater had long been diluted, and its effects would be greatly diminished no matter what it was used for.

"We'll make a deal. My reward can be halved, but you have to give us some of the collected blood..." Hank suddenly suggested, then turned to Lynn, who had been silent all along. "What do you think, Radak?"

"It's reasonable," Lynn nodded and spoke up.

"You guys are pushing it. Don't forget, the airship, magic crystal cannons, and the feathered serpent bone marrow used to dispel the mist, they were all things I bought at a great cost to hunt down the Eye of Death." Nos chastised them, suppressing his anger.

Barbara's expression became a bit awkward. "Don't say it like that, Nos. We just want to replace part of our reward with blood. You only need to give us a vial of blood for research."

Faced with the pressure from the three of them, Nos's expression changed, but he had to compromise. Even though they were all members of the "Blood-Red Thorns," it was essentially just an alliance of interests. In the battle they had just fought, he had expended a lot of magical power. If the three of them had turned against him, he might really have died here.

With that in mind, Nos reluctantly took out several empty potion bottles and filled them with some blood before tossing them to the three.

Hank and Barbara, after receiving the bottles, glanced in Lynn's direction, knowing that the spiritual essence of the Eye of Death was also extremely precious.

"I'm only responsible for making potions, not for distribution. But my share must not be touched," Lynn said casually, understanding their intentions. He then passed the responsibility back to Nos, and no matter how much he promised, he didn't care.

"You can buy it from me when the time comes." Nos gritted his teeth.

The two immediately stopped pressing the matter. They didn't dare to provoke Nos any further, fearing that he might go crazy and take them down with him.