Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1071 - 277 Crossing the River and Tearing Down the Bridge_2

Chapter 1071: Chapter 277 Crossing the River and Tearing Down the Bridge_2

"Respected Yabushan, our Imams are the clergy of the Zoroastrian faith." Master Montasha straightened up proudly and said, "Zoroastrianism is the state religion of eighty percent of the nations in the vast Taklamago Desert! We are natural messengers of the fire element, bestowing upon us by the Sacred Fire Goddess Moni as our inherent powers! The number of Imams should not differ much from that of the Beamon shamans. We have Imams of various ranks, from the lowest Loulan Ahid, Jingjue Ahid, Ghost Hole Ahid, to the Flin Ahid, all are outstanding fire mages, and once reaching the Monastic Imam, one can use Light Flame Magic, and even higher, the Magu Ahid can penetrate the secrets of Light Illusion. The highest-ranked Mudai Grand Ahid can wield magnetic and lightning spells."

"What? Goddess Moni?" Liu Zhenhan frowned and asked, "Did you just say that the goddess you worship is Moni? Then what’s the relationship between the Moni Religion and your Zoroastrian faith?"

"Indeed, it’s Goddess Moni, respected Yabushan," the Monastic Imam blinked and said, "The Moni Religion is an ancient term. Now, our Zoroastrian faith, as well as the Aohuo and Tuoluo religions, all desert religions stem from the Moni Religion. Of course, only we, the followers of Zoroastrianism, are the most authentic disciples of Goddess Moni."

"The Moni Religion was originally spread from the desert to the Aegean Continent?" Liu Zhenhan burst out laughing, suddenly realizing the Desert Kingdom had been eyeing the Aegean Continent not just for a day or two but for three thousand years, and even caused a great maritime war as a catalyst."

"I’m aware of that, our records also document it. Three thousand years ago, the Moni Religion was also very prevalent on the Aegean Continent," the Monastic Imam laughed heartily as well.

"Could it be that the united spirit of the Aegean Continent’s races to resist invasions scared you off three thousand years ago?" Liu Zhenhan smirked and turned to ask Master Otigha, who had just entered the tent, "Old O, you’ve just faced off against these Imams, what do you think? How is their fire magic?"

"The Imams cast spells very quickly, but their power is limited. Most of their spells are single-target attack types. They’re okay in small-scale combat, but in large-scale battles, their impact range is too narrow. I reckon that it takes them far longer to prepare a large spell compared to our Aegean fire mages," Master Otigha said respectfully with a bow.

"I think they’re just really bad." Moer was even more straightforward, "What Light Flame, Light Illusion magic... The Aegean Continent has Holy Light magic as well, and as for that magnetic spell one can only cultivate at the highest level, isn’t that spell similar to the magic of the Seven-Colored Dragon and the Three-legged Gold Toad? What use would a frail-bodied mage have with such spells? Could it be that their Mudai Imams are as formidable as a Seven-Colored Dragon?"

The Monastic Imam did not argue but simply smiled.

"Old man, who told you to stop? Keep talking, when did the Mulan Empire set its sights on us? Why do they always come to rob the Bimon Kingdom! And damn it, who abducted our princess!" Liu Zhenhan grabbed the collar of the Monastic Imam, "Don’t give me any garbage about not knowing; if you want to test what happens if you talk that way, just start talking."

"Respected Yabushan, the Mulan Empire is currently busy subduing the neighboring desert nations. In fact, the ones who’ve constantly been raiding inside the Bimon Kingdom are traveling traders from the Mulan Empire’s western provincial capital, Kalimantan City. This western province of Mulan is remote, without a single desert nation around, allowing the officials to comfortably organize the slave trade. You should know that Bimon beauties are very popular sellers in Kalimantan," the Monastic Imam cooperated, "However, once the Mulan Empire eliminates the neighboring countries, a 500,000-strong army will not remain idle! It’s highly likely that they will head to the Aegean Continent to strike it rich. It has been the dream of successive desert powers throughout history, and today’s Mulan territories are closest to the Aegean Continent, which is an excellent condition."

"So, Helen’s enemy is this bunch of traveling trader who hang around Kalimantan City, at last, we’ve got the main culprits," Liu Zhenhan whistled.

"I’ve been waiting for this day for a long time," Helen said through gritted teeth on the side.

"Master, are there Beamons in the desert?" General Reyes interjected.

"Respected Yabushan, our desert has another name for Beamons—Bonnie," the Monastic Imam said with a hint of disdain, "The Bonnies never established a nation and have always appeared as clans. Over time, these Bonnies have almost become extinct. To my knowledge, there are four Bonnie clans under the jurisdiction of the Mulan Empire’s Kalimantan City, which are the Vulture People, Lizard-men, Snake-men, and Scorpion-men; they are all professional mercenaries."

"The East calls them scholars, the desert calls them Bonnie." Liu Zhenhan felt quite erudite for being able to understand so many terms related to Beamons.

"Is the ’Kalimantan City’ of Mulan very large?" General Reyes skillfully asked someone, "How many people are in this city?"

"Our ’Kalimantan City’ has a population of one million two hundred thousand, esteemed Yabushan."

"So many people? Damn! What about the regular armed forces?" Liu was shocked, his mouth agape, thinking that our entire Expeditionary Army only numbered twenty thousand, taking down this city might be biting off more than we can chew.

"The regular army totals forty thousand." The Monastic Imam held up four fingers and said leisurely, "Actually, the entire ’Kalimantan City’ could maintain an even larger army, but due to the lack of neighboring countries, they have only established an army of forty thousand."

"Your Majesty, we must report this information to Prince Kahn, the Legion Commander." General Reyes kindly reminded the Chief Shaman, "While the two Elf Knights are still here, we should have them return immediately."

"There’s no rush, Reyes, no matter the situation, since we have come all this way, we must give it a try, we can’t just go back like this," Liu reassured General Fawkes, frowning and fixing his gaze on the Imam, questioning, "Desert men seem to have much pride, yet you, why are you telling me so much insider information?"

"I hope you can release me, I can pay a ransom," said the Monastic Imam with a smile.

"If we take down Kalimantan, who will be there to pay your ransom?" Liu laughed heartily.

"The War God of Kalimantan has returned, brave Yabushan, no matter how courageous you are, Commander Rommel will forever be beyond your match, perhaps he’s already on his way here." The Monastic Imam smiled faintly, "That’s the reason I’m telling you so much insider information, in the hopes that considering my sincerity, you will allow me to serve as a messenger between the two armies, and by the way, spare my life, after all, I’m just an ordinary desert person, not a brave Mojie."

Liu smiled and nodded repeatedly, very satisfied with the Imam’s candor.

"Bellamy, take the Imam down to rest," Liu nodded with elegance at the Monastic Imam: "Respected Imam, to express my gratitude and in compliance with your wishes, I spare your life."

Master Montashari stared at Liu incredulously, his pupils dilated to the extreme, his body trembling for a long time, just as he was about to resist, the surrounding warriors would not allow any such insolence.

Iverson ground the palm under his foot, twisting it forcefully, then slowly lifted his foot and stomped heavily on the Imam’s other palm, causing him to keel over and faint on the spot.

All the girls in the tent, including General Reyes, turned their heads away, unable to bear the sight of the gruesome scene.

"Your Majesty, could you maybe be a bit more lenient? After all, he had just surrendered and even gave us so much information on the enemy," General Reyes said, turning back to Liu after the Imam had been dragged away, "I also think it was too much."