Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1427 - 410 Inferior Thug

Chapter 1427: Chapter 410 Inferior Thug

"Gorgeous!" Xiao Bei kept smacking her lips: "To put it in crude terms-----------god damn gorgeous!"

"Only the Lord could create such a masterpiece," Lampard said devoutly. "To guard such beauty from being tainted by evil, I am willing to give my life!"

Guoguo flipped the Dragon Knight the bird.

"This chick is smoking hot～ even hotter than Axianu～" The little parrot screeched, its tuft-like cheeks flapping chaotically like a steam whistle.

Hearing this, Axianu gave the parrot a hateful glare, then furiously burrowed into the Overlord Shield emblem on Guoguo’s bikini top, vowing not to come out again.

Liu Shock wanted to throw in a few hooligan comments to fit his mood, but then he thought better of it, considering Elise might be the War God’s girlfriend. After all, he was a Shaman of Divine Songs; committing such a blasphemous act simply wasn’t justifiable, so he dropped the idea.

Bringing the giant ice egg back to the Flower Elf camp went off just as Old Liu had expected, with a cacophony of gasps and exclaims erupting everywhere.

A large group of Flower Elves, filled with reverence and paying no heed to the puddles in the wetland, knelt down to perform the ancient three-kowtow wing-folding ritual before the ice egg.

Liu Shock almost died laughing. Even Mourinho was stunned by the ice egg for quite a while, a rare lapse in composure for a Smey noble at a social event.

The Moonstone Magic Array seemed to still be incomplete as Queen Liv and the Flower Elf priests continued to chant elfin magic spells that sounded like lines of praise. The moonstones bubbled like a pot boiling over, with swift clouds of silver and crimson light swirling up to converge at the center of the Magic Circle, forming a gaseous vortex. At the heart of the vortex, a funnel-shaped, fluctuating column of crimson and silver cascaded with firefly-like silver and red sparkles, making the invisible talismanic Magic Fluctuation in the air increasingly clear.

The world was a silent and restless place, alternating between peace and agitation, a wondrous space indescribable by words.

"Richard," Mourinho finally lifted his gaze from the ice egg: "Have your men take the Flower Elves and freshwater Mermaids back to the Emerald Forest now!"

"A complete evacuation? Does that mean even the Flower Elves themselves can’t witness the magic ritual?" Liu Shock stared at Mourinho in disbelief.

"I’m just being cautious!" Mourinho said, "The chieftains of the Flower Elves and freshwater Mermaids have taken most of their warriors away. I have to be responsible for those who are left behind, right? In case of an accident, with the Giant Dragon’s striking power, these women and children wouldn’t stand a chance."

Liu Shock nodded and instructed Xiao Bei and Lampard to follow through.

Old Liu himself wasn’t idle either, quickly arming himself - he donned a porcupine leather coat with a Mithril War God badge, loaded an Ancient Power Fire Gun with a Morading’s Wrath pellet, and placed a box of throwing axes beside him, all topped with a belt studded with Thunder Diamonds.

A brawler needs to have the quality of a brawler.

Mourinho called his four children to his side and began instructing them on something, as several mistresses from the Emerald Forest led a formidable entourage of Summer Palace Archers, Mages, and Guards streaming out one after another from the treehouse inn. Mourinho gave Liu Shock a curious look, to which Liu Shock just shrugged, indicating he hadn’t called for them either.

"Sorry, valiant warriors! Today’s plan is to capture, not slay, the Hell Black Dragon, and we don’t need so many heavy hitters for the show!" Mourinho apologetically nodded to Helen: "Ms. Lanxia, please take everyone back to the Emerald Forest! Due to elven tradition, nobody without elven blood is allowed to witness the subsequent ritual."

"Damn it!" Fat Luo immediately complained.

"You bear-faced bear!" General Pan was even more displeased.

"Can’t we just stay and watch?" Moer was somewhat annoyed as well.

"Sorry, my oracle, definitely not," Mourinho apologetically nodded.

"Stop arguing, everyone back off!" Liu Shock waved his hand at all the Summer Palace Warriors: "Who asked you all to come? No organization, no discipline!"

Seeing his subordinates scatter back like ducks, Liu Shock gave Mourinho a wry smile: "Teacher, what are you really planning? Why do I feel like you’re herding everyone back to the Emerald Forest?"

"What’s there to puzzle over?" Mourinho rolled his eyes: "Amassing too many powerhouses will significantly alter the Elemental Fluctuation and the aura in the entire elven camp. Dragons have very keen senses; I fear they won’t be fooled. My warriors will also withdraw soon, except for a few who can hide their aura—no one else will stay!"

"Won’t that be too risky with so few people?" Liu Shock frowned: "We’re dealing with four Black Dragons here, including a Ronaldinho!"

"Absolutely no problem!" The wind picked up as the High Priest confidently flung her platinum hair: "Hurry up, what you need to do is conceal all your Elemental Fluctuations and enjoy a good show! Oh, and take off all your Artifacts! The Elemental Fluctuation is too strong, too familiar!"

"I’m really sorry, Teacher! Although I’m a Saint Level Mage, I truly don’t know how to conceal my Magic Fluctuation!" Liu Shock shamelessly shrugged his shoulders.