Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1159 - 312 Forbidden Magic! Forbidden Weapons!_2

Chapter 1159: Chapter 312 Forbidden Magic! Forbidden Weapons!_2

"Boom! Boom!" the "Zeppelin Flyer," billowing steam, was gradually picking up speed. Angled in a straight line, the flyer was about ten miles from the ancient city ruins, and the Mulanese Dragon Knight followed unhurriedly about half a mile behind in a bodyguard’s posture.

Regardless of what the flyer intended at the ancient city ruins, Aegean was determined not to miss this opportunity. Even if Beamon fell, he would impart a profoundly bitter memory upon the enemy!

"Moer! You can fly, so fly to Prince Kahn’s side as swiftly as you can and tell him the ancient city ruins are where the ants dare not enter." Aegean’s body trembled all over. "You must avoid the ’Zeppelin Flyer.’ Now is not the time for you to get entangled with them. Quickly notify Prince Kahn to break out, making it to this ancient city is of the utmost importance!"

Moer nodded and spread her butterfly wings, flying into the world enveloped in red.

"Gentlemen..." Aegean turned back with a smile to the mages, priests, and guards atop the city wall. "Life and death hinge on this moment. I will charge into the sky with the little prince shortly, be ready for fire support! There is still hope! Our main force is less than two miles from the ancient city ruins, and we can fill back half of our numbers by sheer sacrifice! We still have the Vajra Magic Teleportation Array. We have not yet failed! Rovi, bring the wooden crates filled with oil melons down to the city base, to prevent accidental detonation!"

"Yes!"

"Are there many Imams and Dragon Knights on the enemy flyer? Could there be danger? Should we move the ’Zeppelin Flyer’ within range of the ’Sky Banning Song’?" Golinny clung to Aegean’s arm anxiously.

"No! Based on the information obtained by Prince Kahn during prisoner interrogations, there’s a Mulanese Imam among the enemy forces whose guild rank is equivalent to our Aegean Master of Saint Chiao!" Aegean shook his head, flatly rejecting the suggestion. "They’ve calculated our entrance to this ancient city. Therefore, I must seize the opportunity while the Dragon Knight is delayed and wipe them out in one fell swoop! We must teach these arrogant Mulanese a lesson!"

"Saint Chiao? By the gods!" Golinny went pale.

"There are five Mulanese Imams in the Mulan Empire! I was merely comparing his guild rank to that of a Saint Chiao mage, not his actual power! Dammit! How could one country have five Saint Chiao mages? Wishful thinking!" Aegean watched the flyer in the sky, speaking rapidly.

"That’s a relief..." Golinny exhaled a long breath, pressing her lovely face tightly against Aegean’s arm.

The roar of steam from the "Zeppelin Flyer" was now distinctly audible atop the ancient city walls. The Imams’ chanting sounded crisply in the wind; they were only six miles away! With the competence of a Mulanese Imam, they were already within range. All of the Difeng Giants, including the twenty present, and every mage and priest were intensely focused, ready to intercept the enemy’s magic at any moment.

"Prince Mari, don’t be nervous! I’ll start the countdown now!" Aegean wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, patted the trembling elf prince, and raised his right hand, bearing the Death Lord Ring. "Three!"

The little prince held his breath.

"Two!"

The little prince put the silver elf whistle to his lips.

Before Aegean could utter the final number, a massive black screen suddenly shot out from the "Zeppelin Flyer," enveloping the entire dark Magnetic Mountain like a giant net. The intercepting magic unleashed by the mages, priest familiars, and Difeng Giants, all failed in an instant. The torrent of magical attacks passed helplessly through the iron curtain, scattering beautifully into elemental sparks on the sandy ground below, shattering countless ants into splattering muck.

"Damn!" Aegean’s heart sunk to rock bottom in that moment. What kind of magic was this that couldn’t be intercepted? Could it be a Forbidden Curse?

The entire dark mountain changed dramatically under the screen’s cover. The powerful and surging Magic Element vibrated, twisted, and deformed throughout the space, unleashing its dreadful force in an instant.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!" A series of heavy thuds exploded above the ancient city.

Suddenly, Aegean felt his body drop heavily. With a "clang," he stooped over and punched a huge dent in the solid ancient wall with a mithril fist, sending stone chips flying. The Mithril Flute at his waist fell to ground with a "clang."

At that moment, the weapons of the Imperial Guards were pulled by some immense, mysterious force, striking the magnetic stone floor of the city wall with a resonant crash.

A terrible banging noise rose from within the ancient city ruins, echoing incessantly.

"Don’t panic!" Aegean roared while snapping the catch on his mithril arm. With a jerk of his left arm, he stood up again.

"What’s happening? Dammit!" The Whale Warrior Figo rolled his eyes as he looked at the ground beneath his feet. His sword and anchor, along with their sheaths, had crashed onto the city wall. No matter how hard he tugged, even bending the blade of his sword like a crescent moon, the weapons remained as if rooted to the city wall, inseparably fused.