Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1171 - 316: Escape from Death

Chapter 1171: Chapter 316: Escape from Death

Watching the old ruffian’s eyes, as large as those of a cow, Guoguo sat on the back of the small parrot, thoughtlessly making a silly face. She snapped a War Song Scroll in half and threw it to the ground, then chased after the front line and smacked Old Liu on the back of the head.

Guoguo’s leopard skin belly pouch was already out of snacks, stuffed with stacks of Cherry Wood Scrolls and two more tucked behind her ears, one held in her mouth. In the blink of an eye, she had tossed about a dozen along the way, the grape-purple light of the Sacrificial Halo flashing violently everywhere, accompanied by her giggling laughter.

Liu was shocked and slapped himself hard, realizing he had indeed lost his mind, forgetting his own prized War Song Scroll. Today was truly a mess!

Luckily, Guoguo remembered!

Luckily, there was a little of the War Song Scroll left!

Although a lot had been used in previous battles and recently they had stopped production due to a lack of fresh Magical Beast blood, there were still about twenty Sacrifice Scrolls left in his own sack!

These twenty or so War Song Scrolls, although not as powerful as the sung summons, were absolutely life-saving straws at this moment!

Prince Kahn had already led the vanguard of the cavalry close to the ancient city ruins. Although the ants were frenzied, in the face of the Sacrificial Fire, other than stepping into it without choice, the rest of the ants wisely chose to avoid it, stacking into those disgusting ant mounds!

People were also rushing out towards them from inside the ancient city ruins! Leading them was none other than Nedved on a Thousand-Mile Horse. That frog was really running smoothly, and the Mammoth Cavalry couldn’t even catch up!

"Damn!" Liu touched his face, speechless. Beamon warriors were all like this, it couldn’t be helped.

But what shocked him even more was seeing one of his antelope aerial soldiers, using a Chimaera’s lion claws, grabbing that maggot-like ant queen from the ground. However, it didn’t perform the familiar "Aegean Dive" tactical move but rather "heaved and hoisted" towards the ancient city ruins.

Two-Headed Chimeras weren’t very skilled, but at least they had some strength!

"Mate, what the hell?" Liu racked his brains but couldn’t figure out why his aerial soldier captured the big bug and what he intended to do with this ant queen. Why not just kill it?

Along the way, those giant ants, as large and robust as warhorses, all propped up the bone wings on their backs and chaotically chased after the Chimaera squadron. However, the flying capability of these giant ants was rather disappointing; they only managed to ascend a few dozen meters before being knocked down one after another by the Cicada People and Butterfly People using the Magnetic Storm Magic Lamp surrounding the squadron.

Even more Flying ants continued to emerge from the sand. They contracted their chrysalis-like wings, struggled out of the ground, but because of their undeveloped wings, couldn’t quite take flight, instead hopping along the ground like crickets after autumn.

Liu laughed maniacally, feeling vindicated by his strategic decision to invest heavily in the air force.

The red sea of ants was completely captivated by the dramatically writhing ant queen under the Two-Headed Chimera’s claws, beginning to stir and surge forward!

He finally understood the aerial soldiers’ purpose!

Now was the time! The biggest chance to break free had come!

"Run! Run fast!" Liu furiously pounded the skull beneath him, yelling frantically at the line of Beamon warriors on the ground.

His song power was already depleted, now weaponless and without song power, even he didn’t know what to do next.

No worse plight for a hero than this!

Guoguo, having thrown all her scrolls, rode the small parrot triumphantly to Liu’s side and poked him provocatively below the belt with her finger, making an extremely angry fist gesture.

"Damn!" Liu slapped himself hard again.

Self-initiated Berserk, you fool! Warrior Berserk magnifies strength and courage by tenfold, while the ritualistic Berserk amplifies song power by a factor of ten!

Liu sadly realized that he, along with all the Beamons, probably didn’t have the clarity of mind of even one little beast like Guoguo.

"Silly~" The small parrot glared fiercely at the old rascal, dropped a comment, and twisted its rear to fly away.

"Richard! We won!" Moer waved at Liu with a face full of relief. The little girl’s song power had also been greatly depleted recently. Beads of sweat glistened on her delicate face as she rode, panting, atop the ghostly Xu Dela. Although water blades and lightning had little effect on the huge Ant Army, she relentlessly attacked with her best effort, trying to reduce even a trivial amount of pressure for the Beamon warriors along the way.

"Yes! We won!" Liu threw a Sacrificial Halo and exchanged a smile with Moer.

Below the ghostly Xu Dela and the Netherworld Fire Mage, piles of giant ants swarmed around like greedy fish lingering near bait.

Fortunately, the Flying ants had all fallen in their attempt to protect the queen, and since these horse-like giant ants could not fly high, they weren’t too much of a trouble after all.

Watching the Netherworld Fire Skeleton’s proud twelve consecutive shots, watching Xu Dela’s nine continuous bursts of freezing death breath, and watching the giant ants in the air, wrapped by Netherworld Fire and freezing breath, awkwardly fly off and then crash to the ground, Liu quietly wiped some cold sweat.

Had they really won? An army of twenty thousand! How many were left now? Two thousand? Or three thousand?