Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1252 - 345 Attack Planning

Chapter 1252: Chapter 345 Attack Planning

Helen had originally planned to use Iverson, the little giant with his indestructible "Coagulated Flame Light Sword," to cut down the heavy, thick doors of the Bartheby underground prison. Even if the prison door was twice as thick, the metal locks could be cut through, but when it came to the actual task, Ibrahim, the Seven-Colored Dragon, let out a chuckle, raised his hand gently, and from the twenty-four-inch-thick iron door came the "crack crack" sound of turning locks. Then the massive prison door automatically opened, faster than if the jailer themselves were opening it.

By now, it was morning, and the desert sun had already become dazzling.

The Mainz archers were conducting basic training in the drill field, their officers’ commands fervent and loud.

Since the entrance to the Bartheby Prison was shaped like an underground well staircase, it was impossible to clearly see the prison door without getting close, so none of the Mainz archers knew that Hell’s Gate had just opened before them at that moment.

According to Helen’s plan, once the prison gate was opened, Tide Lord Gerein could use the "Obscure Technique" to turn invisible and sneak into the military encampment, clearing out the peripheral Desert Elf archers, then the main forces would charge out, relying on their armor’s toughness to annihilate all the Mainz archers.

After the prison gate was opened, Master Puskas waved his hand and said to let him, an air system Mage, give it a try.

"Sleeping Cloud" was a spell without lethality, but it could cause people to fall into a deep sleep in a wide area. Enveloping a thousand-man unit would be somewhat difficult for an ordinary air system Mage, but not for a Saint Level Mage.

Under the masterful use of Master Puskas, a barely visible air cloud quietly spread out above the crowd of Mainz archers, like an umbrella unfurling, and the harpists who had been shooting at targets one moment were the next toppling over softly to the ground.

The Feilengcui Warriors, with red bands tied around their foreheads, burst out of the underground prison like flood dragons emerging from their caves, charging towards the Mulanese barracks hidden among green trees and red walls. The sounds of doors being kicked open, blades slicing through the air, and agonized screams were incessant.

Several high-ranking Beamon archers also eliminated the sentries at the camp’s entrance in the first instant. It being broad daylight, the Flying Camel Army hadn’t even assigned covert sentries, which accelerated their rate of defeat.

Nedved and Ronaldo shared a smile as the last sentinel was simultaneously shot through the head by them both, one through the left eye and one through the right, his head pinned against the wall like a gecko skewered by thumbtacks.

Shortly after, the slaughter within the barracks ended. The unconscious Mainz soldiers were dragged together, piled into a heap. Gude, leading the panda warriors, had brought all the female relatives of the Mudfoot Giants and the Buddha Giants onto the drill field. General Pan spat out the piece of bamboo in his mouth, grasping his bloody spear, and showed the Seven-degree Golden Spatial Ring on his finger to his boss, because his task given by the boss was to recapture the Ant Cows and the beehives.

The Mudfoot Giants and Buddha Giants were also helped out of the prison. These giants were all weak now.

"First, send the giants to Feilengcui to rest!" Helen summoned the Vajra Magic Teleportation Array from the ring and threw it on the vast drill field.

Vieri and a group of retainers excitedly rushed out of the underground prison, scanning their surroundings warily without a word, simply handing over the Space Rings full of loot to their Overlord. Their task was to loot the Flying Camel Army’s armory hidden inside the underground prison.

Helen laughed proudly.

Rodman placed a porcupine skin mantle over the boss’s bare shoulders and stuffed the skull necklace into his hands.

A significant wind blew across the drill field, soft like the fat of a Larza Beast.

Helen, adorned in his ceremonial robes, laughed regally.

General Pan directed the giants into the Vajra Formation, all the while shouting, "Hurry, hurry, hurry!"

"You all go have something to eat in my territory first. When it comes to treating friends, the Beamon dictionary does not include the word ’stingy’!" Helen raised his water sack and took a big gulp of clear water, saying to the two giant races still hesitating: "If you still wish to stay here and be enslaved by the Mulanese, I don’t mind if you continue to stay here. A god of war’s servant never interferes with others’ right to self-determination!"

What giant would want to stay in this place a moment longer? Their hesitation was a natural instinctual resistance to the unknown world, but since this messenger of the god of war was so generous, it was quite incongruous for the giants to still feel embarrassed. Under the command of their two chiefs, the giants lined up in order, with the old, weak, women, and children at the front and sturdy men in the rear.

Nedved constantly filled his own Space Ring with the giants’ tall statures, snatched the boss’s Space Ring, and quickly took his place on the Teleportation Array, ready to go. Mage Tang Ning, prepared on standby, immediately fed Wind System Mana into the device.

"Tell Elder Andulan that I will keep him busy!" Helen said with a smile to Nedved as he became a blur.

"Feilengcui has now hired twelve Vieri financial chiefs," Helen whispered into Helen’s ear, eliciting another round of loud laughter from Helen.