Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1406 - 401: Stealing Half a Day of Leisure_3

Chapter 1406: Chapter 401: Stealing Half a Day of Leisure_3

"If it’s really the situation I’m guessing, this is quite sordid!" Liu Zhenhan laughed heartlessly.

"The purlin above isn’t straight, you can’t blame the one below. And the ultimate transformation spell is a complete transformation. Guoguo has chosen the time very appropriately!" Fairy Dragon Luna coldly laughed: "Initially, I thought this little thing was quite cute, but now if anyone says it’s cute, I’ll be furious! This little beast is simply too cunning!"

"Actually, it’s quite simple to crush Axianu’s pride, for instance, just slip her some drugs and catch a few Frosty Pichus in the forest." Liu Zhenhan’s ruffian face shocked all the girls present, leaving them with hair standing on end and staring agape.

"Richard, you..." Ji Sikaibi and the little nun staggered a bit, apparently almost fainting; this was their first time hearing such a stark and terrifying statement.

"I’m just saying, who would actually do that." Liu Zhenhan chuckled, "Just be nicer to her later, what else can we do? Have Guoguo commit suicide as an apology? That’s never going to happen, isn’t it? Everyone has their own weak spots to protect, who doesn’t play favorites?"

"There’s no other way then." Ning Yu couldn’t help but sigh with resignation as well.

"Truly a sin." Joan of Arc caressed her gradually bulging belly and sighed on the side.

Accompanied by a series of oppressive, dull roars of thunder, a huge mass of dark clouds floated near from the distant washed blue sky, buzzing and moving together.

"It’s Duncan and the others coming back." Moer spread her wings and flew up to a high place, covered her forehead with her hand and carefully identified, then looked down and said to Liu Zhenhan.

"I really can’t understand why Dragon City insists on assigning Giant Dragons to humans!" Liu Zhenhan had already straightened up, but hearing Moer, he sat back down, grumpily stubbing out his cigar.

"That’s because we of the Dragon Clan believe in human capabilities, and do not believe in you Bimon! Look at the humans; even Mages now pay attention to standard formation and volley firing techniques. What about you Bimon? Aren’t your rituals still a confused free-for-all? Moreover, even if the Demon Clan focuses on Donau Wasteland as a point of attack, won’t human Dragon Knights still come over to join the battle? What grounds do you have to be objecting to Dragon City’s arrangement?" Ibrahim stared disapprovingly at his son-in-law, "Richard, another thing, don’t blame me for not warning you, you better not let your Phantom Beasts imitate Golden Giant Dragons. If the Golden Giant Dragons find out, their whole clan will definitely not let you off, and I won’t be able to speak for you then!"

"I’ll paint ten Phantom Beast Golden Dragons with amber tomorrow and inlay a layer of multicolored sand of red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple on the outside. I’ll call them Rainbow Dragons! The Dragon Clan doesn’t have this kind of Giant Dragon, right?" Liu Zhenhan snickered cunningly.

Several members of the Dragon Clan gave a thumbs-up together, it was unclear whether they were praising him or mocking him.

Tang Beryljenna returned from the wasteland with the second and third young ones carrying a big bunch of wildflowers. The two little beasts ran towards Liu Zhenhan and scrambled to offer their flowers to their father. Liu Zhenhan was partly delighted and partly distressed. Ever since becoming the Flower King, his heart aches whenever he sees someone picking flowers, yet he was helpless, as there were too many things in this world that were beyond his control.

Liu Zhenhan and his two sons played a pull-hook game, Duncan and Lampard, along with two hundred airborne troops, spectacularly landed on the meadow to the east of Feilengcui. Duncan’s eyes were spinning as he looked up at the subterranean sun in the sky, clicking his tongue in admiration.

On the airborne platform, fertile and soft soil had been laid and a large number of Thousand-leaf Nymphaea had been transplanted. It looked like two hanging gardens from afar.

This time Duncan brought back four Base Dragons. To wait for these Phantom Beast seedlings, he had stayed in Dorott for quite a while.

Dragon Knight Lampard didn’t plan to leave this time either. He was going to serve as the personal guard for the Holy Mother, protecting the safety of the Holy Son and Holy Mother.

Currently, the Holy Vatican was busy dealing with many issues, smoothing over the adverse effects from the recent extermination of bat-people, so the Pope might need some more time before he could come to Feilengcui for the coronation ceremony for Liu Zhenhan and Joan of Arc as the Lord Protector and the Holy Mother.

"The news of the fallen Elves attacking the natives of the South Cross Star has spread wildly in the human world. Now, every day, countless mercenaries and rangers pass through Dorott’s city fort to rush to the Southern Cross Star Forest and Bering Mountains," said the Dragon Knight, taking a big gulp of water after finishing his words. The burning hot weather and the long journey had him drenched in sweat.

"Going there to scoop up shrimps? Or taking advantage of the situation to catch an Elf slave? Hehe, fallen Elves are not so easy to talk to. If they’re encountered, that’s it," remarked Liu Zhenhan as he tossed a large cigar to Lampard.

"That’s not necessarily true. There are many who have good relations with the Elves and are rushing over to help, to resist the fallen Elves," Lampard replied with a smile, catching the cigar in one hand.

"My brother-in-law has a Flower Elf under his command. Recently, I sent them both back to the Southern Cross Star Forest to deliver the news. Since they have a magic teleportation array, I expect news will come back soon. Elves are very proud; I don’t know if they’ll want my help. If they do, you’ve come just in time to back me up!" Liu Zhenhan said cheerfully to Lampard, "Frank, my panda warriors and Antelope Warriors have been conducting a major underground sweep recently, collecting Magical Beasts of the right size. Eventually, I will establish a Phantom Beast Knight corps, all airborne knights. Are you interested in being a captain?"

"The Pope’s intention is also to select a Holy Palace Force from the Bimon warriors; the specific number doesn’t matter, as long as they serve as protectors for the Holy Mother and Holy Son," Lampard replied, seemingly having anticipated Liu Zhenhan’s intention, with a slight smile on his lips. "Although I don’t know what a Phantom Beast is, it would be my honor to serve Lord Richard."

Upon hearing this, Liu Zhenhan’s face immediately grew long.

"Richard, if we were to allocate Holy Palace troops from the Holy Vatican, the journey is far too long! The Pope believes that funding, weapons, and mounts can all be provided by the Holy Vatican. This will also save a lot of hassle! According to Duncan, you urgently need armored-type Magical Beasts, preferably around a thousand pounds in weight. These days, we’ve recruited a bunch of mercenaries in Donau to help, and together with the initial funding provided by the Holy Vatican and the previous payments to your mercenaries, Duncan has bought quite a few armored Magical Beasts. What do you need those clumsy Magical Beasts for? They can’t be the Phantom Beasts you mentioned, right? They seem... unable to fly, right?"

"You’ll find out when the time comes!" Liu Zhenhan laughed, "My Phantom Beast Knight corps captain."