Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1389 - 395: Like Father, Like Son_2

Chapter 1389: Chapter 395: Like Father, Like Son_2

With a loud "crackling" explosion, amid Nirwinke’s immense roar of pain, the massive "Gate of Bone Tomb" gradually turned into an illusory ripple and then quickly turned into tiny starfalls scattering into the air, like fireflies dispersing across the sky.

Everything vanished in an instant, leaving only scattered remains of Netherworld guardians on the ground as evidence of the recent brutal slaughter.

The booming roar of the Blood River Commander still echoed within the Dragon Tomb, shaking the surrounding stony hills until they crumbled and fell with a "clattering" sound.

"Eh?" Liu Zhenhan was a bit puzzled: "Why did he run away?"

"He didn’t run away!" Axianu laughed from a distance: "You’re lucky, the Blood River Commander was blinded by rage just now. He must have wanted to squeeze through this Space-time Channel to seek vengeance on you, but because his body was too massive, it instead caused the summoning gate of the Bone Tomb to collapse."

"Was there coagulating poison applied on that axe just now?" Liu Zhenhan asked the two Hill Kings.

"The poison was already used up." Bartel helplessly shrugged his shoulders.

"What a pity." Liu Zhenhan sighed, based on the reputation of the three great leaders of the Netherworld, even if there was a gap compared to Saint Chiao in terms of magic ability, he believed it wasn’t far off. Successfully ambushing a supreme warrior up close, who knows when the next opportunity would come!

"Haha! We’re rich!" After being stunned for a while, Buckley suddenly laughed like a madman.

"Less nonsense! Clean up the battlefield quickly!" Liu Zhenhan thought to himself, damn it, only if you can take these possessions out can you really consider it a fortune.

"You’re done for! The three great commanders of the Netherworld are the most vindictive! If someone in this world summons Netherworld creatures again, Nirwinke will definitely come looking for you! He’s already scented your presence, you can’t escape now!" Seeing the fake Dragon Envoy swaggering over with a grin, Dragon Witch Queen Axianu covered herself with her cape, laughing so hard on the bamboo lounge chair that she leaned back and forth.

"The great commander of the Netherworld? Damn! If he dares to come after me, then when he returns to the Netherworld, he’ll definitely just be a wisp of spirit!" Liu Zhenhan walked over to the lounge chair and grabbed Axianu: "Dragon Witch Queen, what you should be doing right now isn’t to nonchalantly worry, quickly withdraw your domain!"

"No way!" Axianu fearlessly stiffened her beautiful neck: "Anyways, the Dead Soul Breath accumulated in the Dragon Tomb is abundant, enough to maintain the domain for a hundred years. Just accompany me here slowly!"

Liu Zhenhan pushed Axianu back onto the lounge chair and forcefully scratched his forehead, his mind racing as he desperately sought a solution.

This stubborn Dragon Witch Queen really gave him a headache.

Originally, this plan to plunder the Dragon Tomb was the most perfectly premeditated and prepared military action of Liu Zhenhan’s over the years.

But to prevent the three from the Dragon Clan at home from letting their pride overflow and coming over to see what was happening, he intentionally didn’t bring the Vajra Magic Teleportation Array.

Just this once he didn’t bring the Vajra Teleportation Array, and just this once, a mishap occurred.

The maze domain was laid by Axianu, and only she could withdraw it. Blundering into it would only result in being lost in an unknown, different space-time.

The problem is that Axianu currently did not want to withdraw the domain at all. If he were to destroy her in anger, it wouldn’t take any effort, but then, if he really got trapped in the maze domain for a hundred years, what would happen?

The Dragon Tomb was different from other places; here, the Cemetery Guardians could utilize the abundant Dead Soul Breath to significantly aid their abilities. As for whether this non-lethal but defensively capable maze domain could really last a hundred years, Liu Zhenhan had no interest in finding out—let alone a hundred years, even half a year would be too long.

He neither could kill nor release! What to do?

Guoguo, holding a shiny purple crystal ball, kept taking snaps at old Liu’s varying facial expressions, giggling continuously.

"Son, we’re in trouble this time!" Old Liu sat on a lounge chair nearby, took out a cigar to sniff, and sighed deeply, signaling to Guoguo at the indigo Blood Dragon on his left arm.

Guoguo yelled joyfully, jumped onto Liu Zhenhan’s belly, spread her little paws, and earnestly absorbed the Blood Magic Power.

Liu Zhenhan stroked Guoguo’s sleek head with a warm feeling in his heart. With less than four or five hundred Netherworld guardians killed this time, the first three extractions of Blood Magic spells were the most potent. This was only Guoguo’s second extraction. Even if she couldn’t surpass the Saint Level, she would surely make a significant leap!

"Such formidable blood magic." Axianu looked at Guoguo with amazement, and then at Liu Zhenhan.

"It will eventually be the number one Magical Beast under the stars." Liu Zhenhan proudly tweaked Guoguo’s chubby little face.

"Could it really be a Frosty Pichu?" The Dragon Witch Queen’s beautiful eyes widened as she caught the hidden implication from the fake Dragon Envoy.

"Of course it is."

"My Dragon God above!"

After absorbing the Blood Magic Power, Guoguo carelessly sat on old Liu’s belly, tapping the "Sideways boom-detailed" belly drum, while a small parrot squinted and flew onto old Liu’s head, sneakily stretching its beak and suddenly snatching the cigar and slipping away.

"Dragon Clan’s number one beauty Axianu, which legendary Giant Dragon did you marry back then?" Old Liu’s eyes darted around, and he suddenly had an idea.

"There’s no Giant Dragon in this world that matches me yet." Axianu comfortably lay on the bamboo chair, languidly stretched a little lazy waist, and said with an air of arrogance.