Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1220 - 331 Battle Song Weapons_3

Chapter 1220: Chapter 331 Battle Song Weapons_3

"I hate that tone of yours," Liu Zhenhan glared at the handsome man as he stretched out his arm and bellowed, "Everyone stop!"

This battle, which was supposed to be Xiang Pa clashing with Emperor Polo, was now declared over.

In just a few exchanges, only about twenty of the two hundred Arsenic Giants remained.

Fat Luo’s three long knives were only half a centimeter from splitting open a skull when the boss’s loud shout rose, and he switched to using the knife handles to chisel three holes in the head of that Arsenic Giant.

It was all too fast!

Compared to the Bimon warriors, these Arsenic Giants indeed possessed more exaggerated size and strength, but when it came to combat skills, they were far outclassed by these battle-hardened Bimon warriors. The two hundred Bimon warriors were all high-ranking soldiers capable of "Self-initiated Berserk". Once their strength matched up and with the additional five major advantages of heavy armor, martial skills, impact force, long-range firepower, and formation, the two hundred Bimon warriors slashed through the bewildered Arsenic Giants like a hot knife through butter-----------the blades reached their foreheads, and many Arsenic Giants were perplexed about why the Bimon warriors were unaffected by the "Frost Trace Radiation"?

The Wind Chasing Sword Technique showcased by the twenty-three mammoth knife wielders was vividly claimed by the chaotic battle. The bizarre way of simultaneous three strikes astonished the Mojie people of Mulan, renowned for their swordsmanship, who were now sweating buckets; Whale Warrior Figo shone even brighter, revealing his true strength as the head of the Seia Sea Clan Royal Guard in full force. His "Whale Water Pillar" combined with a sweeping anchor technique was like a large bandit with a blade chasing down good folks, leaving no complete corpse under the flame-inflicting giant anchor!

The Arsenic Giants’ giant scimitars stood no chance of breaching the "Crown Thorns Armor." Today, the Arsenic Giants’ individual armaments were a true blunder—forged from the hardest metal, Dark Iron, from underground, and even superior to Uz Fine Steel. Serving as a coming-of-age gift from the Difeng Giants, this battle armor, adorned with the Hell logo, boasted not only workmanship but also the ability to protect excessively through its fortified and heavy armor. Without opting for heavy weapons like war hammers or Wolf Fang Clubs, it was impossible to injure the Bimon warriors.

Defeat! An unequivocal defeat!

Had Liu Zhenhan delayed stopping the fight even by a bit, the triumphant Bimon warriors, who had already severed their opponents, would have unleashed their signature moves--------------like Prince Kahn, he and his six nephews had just somersaulted into the air ready to strike, forming the beginnings of a "Rolling Thunder Sword Formation," only to reluctantly land once more.

"You should come with me now, don’t forget to bring along eighty Giant Aphids," Rommel stated icily.

"I keep my word," Liu Zhenhan stuck his finger in his mouth and whistled loudly toward the city gate, as the Difeng Giants, carrying huge wooden clubs, herded a group of Ant Cows, which wobbled as they moved along.

"Say farewell to your warriors, and make it convincing; quite a few eyes are watching," Rommel whispered to Liu Zhenhan.

"Everyone, back to the ancient city! Only leave this place after confirming that the Mulanese have fully withdrawn!" Liu Zhenhan gestured vigorously towards his warriors, towards the ancient city, shouting a few times before turning to hug Jose’s two sisters, Moer, and Helen, one by one.

"The chilly winds sweep through the Sanggan River’s cold waters—once the Shaman of Divine Songs departs, he never returns,"

The huge and sorrowful song echoed above the ancient city, mournful and plaintive, as many Bimon warriors sang, wiping away tears from the corners of their eyes.

"The emotions of your Bimon are really restrained," Rommel tilted his head toward Liu Zhenhan’s direction, "See those Bimon? They’re all watching you with complex gazes but stubbornly refuse to speak or weep aloud."

"I composed this song, how is it? Moving enough?" Liu Zhenhan discreetly produced a gold bottle he had confiscated from a Lioness, dabbed a bit of curry camel oil, and rubbed it at the corner of his eyes, "I didn’t tell anyone unrelated about our dealings; these kids think I’m trading my freedom for theirs, so their emotions are genuine."

"The song is indeed not bad..." Rommel glanced at Liu Zhenhan’s fingers, which only had two rings, then looked at him skeptically again.

"This crystal ring is a token of affection between me and my wife, and this pearl ring is the ’Dazzling Heart,’ a special equipment of the Shaman of Divine Songs, but it’s a fake, and you should be able to tell that neither of these rings are Magical Equipment." Liu was in tears, the camel oil smoke making them stream down his face: "All my other Magical Equipment was given to my wife long ago."

"Then why do you still have such strong Magic Fluctuations on you?" Mei Shuai’s eyes filled with even more doubt.

"I’m also a Mage, I study a kind of magic you’ve never even heard of, Blood Magic." Liu continued wiping his tears while vigorously waving his hands towards the ancient city: "If you’re going to search me, just get a girl to accompany me in the bath, and make sure she’s well-endowed."

"I can do that." Rommel shrugged and pointed at the parrot on Old Liu’s shoulder and Guoguo, asking, "Are you sure you won’t bring a single guard? Just go with a parrot and a Harley Beast to Kalimantan with me? According to the tradition of nobility surrender, you can keep servants and guards! Hmm... better to bring some guards with you, so you’ll have assistance when it’s time to act."

"What’s the use of having more people for such things." Liu, with tears in his eyes, pointed to Guoguo on his shoulder and asked, "What’s a Harley Beast? Are you talking about my Frosty Pichu?"

"That’s what they’re called in the desert; Harley means harbinger of bad luck. Whoever encounters this little thing is doomed to misfortune." Rommel nodded with a smile, "You’re a top-notch sacrificer, how can you debase yourself so... "

"Do you know how smart Harley Beasts are? They’re the most adept at imitating and learning among Magical Beasts. I just thought of teaching it magic yesterday!" Liu patted the little head of Guoguo, who was helping him wipe his tears: "Mei Shuai, do you believe I can train it into the most fearsome Magical Beast on this continent?"

"Really?" Rommel gave a wry smile: "It’s a pity that Magical Beasts can’t chant spells; otherwise, your wish might actually come true."

Guoguo gave Mei Shuai a contemptuous middle finger.

"You don’t need to chant spells for the basics of Blood Magic, just reciting them in your mind will do. That’s the only good thing about this damned magic, anyone can learn it." Liu said while wiping his tears: "My Guoguo may be a bit mischievous, but she learns quite fast. When will you introduce me to that other Pterosaur Knight of the Mulan Empire, huh?"

Rommel looked helplessly at this Bimon, finding that sometimes this guy’s words were indistinguishable from a madman’s, impossible to understand.

***

Some brothers in the review section say Rommel doesn’t count as a great general, insinuating that he just combines his personal advantages.

I’ve actually written before that Rommel is the designer of the sand ship. For a commander who plots meticulously and thinks what others cannot, I think he is worthy of the title of a great general. From the perspective of modern warfare, many famous generals seem inexplicably successful, such as General Lin. His approach involved tunnel warfare and dispersed penetration tactics. It seems simple when mentioned, but it was these simple tactics that spelled doom for BourB! So my definition of a great general is creating new ways of warfare and achieving splendid military exploits; that’s it.

There’s also an utterly ludicrous statement in the review section, questioning why I don’t send Old Liu out to fight in the field.

With what? The Magnetic Forbidden Area not only forbids magic but also attracts weapons. All the weapons and armor are stuck to the walls. Do you think people will run out bare-bottomed with sticks to fight the Mulanese? As if the camel cavalry can’t even beat infantry? Do you think Mulan’s treasured blades are made of paper?

There are also questions about why I don’t let Old Liu himself go to Kalimantan City. Not to mention whether he can make it or not, what about the other Bimons in the ancient city ruins? Don’t even mention the Space Ring; you can only put things inside the Forbidden Magic Domain, not take them out!