512: Chapter 439: Blasting Out a Dimensional Bag_1 512: Chapter 439: Blasting Out a Dimensional Bag_1 From the skeletons, it was clear that the two mountain goats must have been fat and strong when they were alive.

Now their bellies were swollen, as if they were pregnant and about to give birth.

The goats’ bellies, which had been cut open, were roughly sewn shut with coarse twine.

The large, clumsy stitches were a miracle in themselves for holding together; surprisingly sturdy, they withstood the gnolls’ handling without bursting open.

The gnoll manager answered respectfully, “Lord, the task is complete.

This one has seven inside its stomach, and the other has eight.

We can’t fit any more.”

“Very good,” Gaven nodded in satisfaction, “Leave the goats here and all of you step back.”

“Yes, Lord,” the gnoll manager responded, waving his hand to the group of gnolls, who scurried away swiftly.

They didn’t leave completely but huddled around a corner, poking their heads out and observing curiously, their lizard-like faces unable to hide their excitement.

They weren’t completely devoid of curiosity, especially for matters related to explosions and dragons, which they found very interesting.

Even the not-so-bright ones could guess that their lord was likely setting a trap for their enemies.

It was unclear which unfortunate soul would suffer the consequences, but if anyone consumed the goats, prepared with an added secret ingredient, even a Giant Dragon might struggle to survive if it wasn’t naturally immune to strong acid.

Using the Dragon Oak Mother Tree’s life force, Gaven carefully grew several tendrils and hoisted the two tampered goats into the air before stretching open the Man-Eating Bag in his hand.

The bag looked small, but when stretched to its limit, it was as wide as the mouth of a water jar.

Looking inside, one couldn’t see the bottom of the bag but an unfathomable darkness instead.

This was a characteristic of all Dimensional Bags and Dimensional Spaces.

With the naked eye, nothing could be seen.

A light flashed on Gaven’s forehead, and his eyes took on a gem-like sheen, revealing a different scene.

The darkness could no longer conceal what his eyes saw—a giant cavern, not made of stone, but living, writhing flesh walls, where the food he had previously thrown in slowly dissolved in an unidentified acid-like substance below.

The Insight Gemstone’s Eye of Truth activated.

Gaven saw through the essence of the Man-Eating Bag—it was connected to the stomach of a terrifying creature.

Considering the monstrous stomach acid, Gaven hesitated slightly; using the Dragon Tremor Bombs, which released a strong acidic corrosion, seemed a little mismatched for the task.

But he had no other choice at the moment.

While those Wilderness Kobolds were developing other attribute Tremor Bombs and achieving some success, it only proved their potential feasibility.

Forget about producing something on par with the Dragon Tremor Bomb; even reaching the level of the Strong Tremor Bomb was a distant goal.

Oh well, it’s just an experiment.

If it works, great; if not, the loss wouldn’t be too great.

This is the benefit of having substantial wealth—it eliminates the need for penny-pinching and allows for bold experiments that one might otherwise be reluctant to try.

Without further hesitation, Gaven shook the opening of the Man-Eating Bag and scooped in the goat filled with eight Dragon Tremor Bombs.

He released the tendrils without delay and moved on to the second goat.

Once both goats were inside, the bag’s drawstring tightened, and with a strong tug, a knot was tied.

Then, he threw the Man-Eating Bag aside and started to run.

Gaven hadn’t made it ten steps when the Man-Eating Bag suddenly bulged twice, stretching to the brink—ten times its original size.

The bag was stretched to its limit, revealing its true nature—not made of cloth, but skin.

Stretched so large and thin, it seemed almost transparent, making the other side visible.

There, chaos reigned as stomach acid, the acid from the Dragon Tremor Bombs, and fresh blood leaking from the holes blasted into the stomach wall mixed together, sizzling as they eroded the massive stomach.

The theoretical damage of a single Dragon Tremor Bomb was 6D8 (6-48).

The range of 6-48 didn’t refer to fluctuating power, but rather varied based on the actions taken by the enemy.

In fact, not just Tremor Bombs, but even modern weapons like grenades could use this method to denote damage, though their power isn’t necessarily as great as a Dragon Tremor Bomb.

If one evades in time, they might only suffer a scratch.

But if they can’t escape in time, receiving a direct hit from the splash damage could result in severe injuries.

Yet if someone swallowed a grenade and it exploded inside their stomach, the damage range would lean heavily towards the maximum and might even incur additional damage.

Gaven had prepared fifteen Dragon Tremor Bombs in one go for the Nightmare Serpent, meaning that even without extra damage, the total damage would reach 15*48=720.

Let alone in the Material Plane, even in the outer planes, aside from those ancient evils or more terrifying existences, none would have such a high life force.

Of course, calculations couldn’t be made so simply.

Once someone reached beyond a Legendary status and possessed a multitude of measures to transfer damage or even sacrifice a limb to mitigate losses, they would handle the situation differently.

The terrifying creature connected to the Man-Eating Bag did just that; realizing it couldn’t digest the content of its stomach and that continuing would only cause more harm, it mustered its strength and ejected everything from its stomach.