Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1398 - 398: Golden Right Foot_3

Chapter 1398: Chapter 398: Golden Right Foot_3

"Richard, I really regret it if that’s what you think! We, the Fallen Elves, have always been good to you; we even planned to marry the princess to you. What more do you want?" Prince Benitez asked with a long face, "You’ve brought so many people here, are you really planning to start a war?"

"I don’t want anything else! I want compensation for emotional distress." Liu Zhenhan laughed heartily: "Just give me the aerial platform, and we’ll call it even! Forget about the princess, the more I think about it, the less interested I am!"

"Impossible!" The matriarchs and the prince shouted together.

"Impossible? Hehe, then let me give you a preview!" Without turning his head back, Liu Zhenhan waved his hands lightly.

Fifteen Zeppelin Aircraft emitting puffs of steam, their spiral propellers whirling and creating a small tornado, turned a corner in front of Lusen City, and then turned back, forming a straight line formation in the sky.

Drow matriarchs and Prince Moore saw clearly who were standing on the Zeppelin Aircraft, and they rolled their eyes.

Each Zeppelin Aircraft, specified to carry one hundred people, had ten Giants of varying heights and builds, all dressed in small stand-up collar leather Mage robes with gleaming gold armor visible beneath, golden helmets on their heads, each holding a golden staff resembling a Wolf Fang Club.

Fifteen aircrafts, exactly one hundred and fifty people.

One hundred and fifty Giants with unique gazes!

Prince Moore and the Drow matriarchs’ hearts trembled slightly, the Giants’ eyes were exceptionally domineering, as if accustomed to the wind and fire, looking directly into blood, exuding a disdain for the world.

Who are they? Mages? How could Mages wear metal armor that blocks Magic Elements?

Are they warriors? One hundred and fifty Giant warriors, including old and young, standing on aircrafts and demonstrating towards Lusen City?

The matriarchs and Prince Moore looked at each other, exchanging doubtful glances.

Huge pillars of lightning revealed the answer to them.

The tree wall at the northernmost of Lusen City, adjacent to the vast and deep coniferous forest, looked somewhat remote. This section of the city wall was blank due to its corner location, hence exceptionally robust. The dazzling hundred bolts of lightning struck here!

Burly bolts of lightning, as thick as a child’s arm, large electrical serpents and arc chains swept their tails through the air, carrying a "sizzling" blinding bright incandescent light, rolling thunderously across.

After the electrical light dispersed, large patches of black charred holes appeared on this segment of the tree wall, resembling a black beehive, with parts, splinters, and flying leaves and carbon fragments falling down, dazzling to the eye.

A hundred or so Elves warriors closest to this location were covered in grey and dirt, each coated with char dust, turned into black shadows, and several were struck by flying debris and fell down holding their faces.

Those black shadows who could still stand, their legs seemed like noodles, trembling like snakes.

The upper echelons of the Fallen Elves, surrounded by guards, had their mouths agape and unable to close for a long while. Their pupils contracted sharply. Along the entire northern city wall line, all Elf warriors’ hair stood straight due to the strong reaction from Electric Elements, making their heads look like fat hedgehogs, from a distance one might think it was a Beamon from the Sea Ditch Rainbow Tribe coming for a guard change in Lusen.

Whether it was the Hell Black Dragon or Moore’s Sword Chant, or even ordinary warriors from the Fallen Tribe, they all felt a chill in the dark, good gracious! Not to mention the ten Super-level Warcraft, there were also one hundred fifty highly lethal Flash Series Mages!

How is this Fidel still human?

"Beckham, give another lesson to that Prince Moore for me," Liu Zhenhan pointed at the still dumbfounded Prince Moore and said to his Mage corps leader.

The handsome Mage sitting on the Tide Lord Gerein nodded, leapt up, slowly rubbing his palms together, chanted a short musical scale with his lips, twisted his waist and swung his arms, his right leg suddenly lifted, and a violently spinning Blade of Flames burst forth!

Liu Zhenhan almost fell off Xu Dela’s back.

Old Liu swore, in his whole life, it still was the first time he saw a Mage launching Magic with a kicking motion.

What puzzled him even more was, since Beckham was Otigha’s elder brother and a disciple of Master Stefano, at the very least he should hold a high-level Mage’s guild title! As the newly appointed leader of the Mage corps, the boss’s first order to send him into battle, and he used the apprentice-level Fire System Magic "Blade of Flames"?

Was he trying to intimidate Prince Moore, surrounded by guards, with an apprentice-level spell thinking he was Master Puskas?

How could he not use a high-level Magic "Fire Wheel Saw"?

What made Liu Zhenhan even more dizzy was that Beckham’s Blade of Flames was kicked towards the Hell Black Dragon in the sky, not towards Prince Moore, firing a high angle shot.

In the blink of an eye, the red blade, substantial like a real crescent moon, drew a very high arc in the sky, aimed straight up, and one of the Hell Black Dragons disdainfully flicked its dragon claw, also shooting out a Blade of Flames the size of a gigantic scythe, meeting Beckham’s magical attack.

The Black Dragon’s Blade of Flames was at least three or four times larger than Beckham’s, with flames rolling and surging, unlike Beckham’s Blade of Flames where not a spark could be seen, rather it looked like a Crescent Moon Saber forged from rough red iron.

Unexpectedly, Beckham’s Blade of Flames suddenly plummeted down, spinning extremely fast, drawing a row of hazy red fire shadows in the sky, not only evading the interception of the Black Dragon’s magic, but also "whooshed" suddenly and precisely brushed过 по, over the still-dazed Prince Moore’s head, shearing off the gem crown on the head of the Prince.

This change was too abrupt! Too fast!

The magic was too exaggerated! Completely twisting the normal trajectory as defined by the laws of magical dynamics!

Moore’s guards erupted in a loud outcry, with the sound of unsheathing weapons and shields hitting the ground creating a tumult.

Liu Zhenhan was stunned.