Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1450 - 421: The Emperor’s Rank_2

Chapter 1450: Chapter 421: The Emperor’s Rank_2

Silent war songs imply stealthiness! Silent war songs mean surprise!

Even if the Witch King of the Demon Clan arrives above the Basin Valley, they would never expect an Aegean Magician to silently cast a grand lightning Forbidden Curse while simultaneously managing to cast two additional life magic spells due to the death of the original body!

This elite troop of the Demon Clan is undeniably powerful!

In a head-on conflict, if Liu Zhenhan were to face them straightforwardly, relying merely on his half-baked flower magic, an Ocean Demon Beast whose strength has yet to recover, eighty Dragon Breath Taurens, and a super-tier parrot that casts magic at its whim, he wouldn’t stand a chance----------The Demon Clan has nothing but aerial forces, how many of Liu Zhenhan’s side can fly? Each of the Demon Clan members is an elite warrior, whereas Liu Zhenhan has a bunch of incompetents, with their top fighter Frosty Pichu nowhere to be found, soaring who knows how many thousands of miles away! The Demon Clan has three Dreadlords and one Six-winged Magic Cavalry; just the four of them combined could take down two Saint Chiaos by brute force, not to mention the ten Skeletal Dragons waiting in the wings!

The Demon Clan is too superstitious of their absolute numerical and strength advantage, believing that self-preservation is definitely not an issue! Liu Zhenhan can see that these Demons don’t really want to fight to the death with him; their main goal is to drive him away since he and the little parrot’s magic fluctuations are so formidable!

They probably engage in idle chatter for this reason too; if Cech the Elder was here to take charge, the Demons probably wouldn’t dare fart before they would have drowned him in a tidal wave of magic.

Thinking of this, Liu Zhenhan can’t help but feel a bit smug.

What’s the use of being so strong! If they can’t even prepare a magic shield in time, and solely rely on their innate magic resistance to block a Forbidden Curse and two Master-level magic spells, the Aegean Continent would have long been squashed and reshaped by the Demon Clan! No, Liu Zhenhan immediately recalls his "Mana Cloning Pearl" could at least clone a Nebula Chain Lightning, couldn’t it? That means two Forbidden Curses!

What is called unconventional tactics! This is it!

If he pulls a move like this every full moon, couldn’t he sweep the world? The more Liu Zhenhan thinks about it, the more pleased he feels.

This narcissist seems to forget a conspicuous fact-------------Without the super freakish ability of the "Kagaride Gem" to resist unnatural death, could he be this cocky? Where would he find a second "Kagaride Gem"? And who, in possession of such a treasure, would tell others about it?

Waving his hand to the Ring Spirits and servants to clean up the battlefield, Liu Zhenhan proudly hefted his Chevrolet Double-edged Battle Axe, inspecting the Hell Black Dragon that had been hit by the bewildering effects of Rhododendron Seven-leaf Clover and Flame Toxin double enhancement, like a professional lumberjack, spitting twice into his palm, swinging the axe fiercely down onto the biggest weakness of the Giant Dragon’s throat.

"Four Dragon Balls, ah hey!"

"Four Hell’s Black Dragon Skull Shields, ah hey!"

"Four Dragon Crystals, ah hey!"

"Four heaps of Lace, ah hey!"

Liu Zhenhan’s chant, along with the heavy blows of the Battle Axe, sprinkles under the starry sky, making him seem like a diligent and down-to-earth young man harvesting crops.

"Cech the Elder, don’t look at me like that! You’d be terrified if I told you how much wealth I’ve made off of the Dragon Clan!" Liu Zhenhan, facing the Flower Elf who rolled her eyes at him, flipped the bird, then casually stretched out his gloved hand and began drawing fresh dragon blood with a straw, smacking his lips and murmuring: "Heh heh, grafted with magic, and still providing Blood Magic power, the Dragon Clan are all living Lei Fengs..."

"Your Majesty Richard, what fortunes have you gained from the Dragon Clan?" asked the reverent Flower Elf Elder. She dared not underestimate this Flower King anymore; not out of respect, but purely fear, having witnessed four Giant Dragons beheaded, something not just anyone could easily accept.

"Do you believe me if I say my family has hidden forty-nine Dragon Crystals, a Dragon Ginseng fungus, an Earth Element Giant Dragon skull shield, and forty-seven Black Dragon skull shields?" Liu Zhenhan laughed heartily upon seeing the elder’s dismissive gesture, vigorously shaking his Space Ring and scooping up the Black Dragons: "I knew you wouldn’t believe me! The fontanelle bones of Giant Dragons are not very large; they’re perfect for making shields! You don’t believe it, but it doesn’t matter!"

"I’d be surprised if I did," Elder Cech muttered quietly, his gaze falling on Elise, and his eyes instantly reddened.

"My precious little one, what happened to you?" Liu Zhenhan didn’t bother with the idiot, took Guoguo from Enrida’s arms, checked her eyelids and pulse, and found her to be okay - no serious harm, just unconsciousness.

After much deliberation, Liu Zhenhan decided to draw blood from his own left arm.

The trashy Blood Mage’s draining feature had already gathered a significant amount of blood; he had to extract it before it cooled down and spilled everywhere, as that would be a waste!

"Its magic power was drained instantly," Enrida awkwardly mentioned to Liu Zhenhan, as the little parrot made a nest by burying its backside in her hair, and the moment Liu Zhenhan appeared with bad news, this little creature frantically flapped away.

"I’ve encountered this kind of situation before; forcefully draining one’s magic is quite troublesome! It’ll cause a long period of unconsciousness," Liu Zhenhan said as he drew three lines of Blood Essence in the air, pinched his nose, inhaled one line, took a deep breath of cool air, then continued to feign being an Immortal with his nose blocked and eyes squinting. Drawing Blood Essence was actually a wonderful pleasure, having everything he needed.

"Being forcefully drained depends on the robustness of one’s origin power to withstand it; if not, it leads to idiocy," Enrida, with a dislocated jaw, spoke somewhat inarticulately: "It’s somewhat unrealistic to expect a peaceful magic grafting process comparable to the Aegean Magic."

"No worries there, we Blood Mages rely on Blood Mage storage for our origin power," Liu Zhenhan inhaled another line of Blood Essence and fondled the Blood Mage ring in his pocket, stealing a glance at Elder Cech, his heart swelling with joy.

"Are you saying... Guoguo cultivated her own magic?" Enrida looked at Liu Zhenhan incredulously: "How is that possible! Where did she learn the magical practice from! Is she really a Frosty Pichu?"

"Nonsense! If not a Frosty Pichu, then what? Speaking of which, you’ve lost all your magic; do you want to replenish it or rely on recultivation later?" Liu Zhenhan looked down at Enrida from a superior position: "If a mere replenishment will allow you to fight again, I have a Spring of Elements, a single drop will restore all your Magic Power! If you are unconvinced, I can help you pop your dislocated joint back in place, and we can have another fight. I want to thoroughly convince you!"

Liu Zhenhan’s confidence was now extremely inflated, which consistent with his Saint Chiao’s demeanor, fierce and boundless. At this moment, he appeared as if he was the third authority after heaven and earth, filled with a desire to perform. With several large-scale magics already unleashed, he was confident no one would dare come here again. It was the perfect time to display his abilities!

"I can’t beat you," Enrida said, her head hung low, tears dripping down: "My magical cultivation is ruined, including my original advantages. To start over, it would take a long time; even intact, I can’t beat you."

"I’m finding myself rather fond of you. Despite being dismembered and having a dislocated jaw, you fought back fiercely. You’ve got spirit! You’ve got guts!" Liu Zhenhan felt very pleased with himself, laughing heartily, pinching his nose again, and inhaling the last line of Blood Essence with gusto.

The main fighting males of the four Black Dragons, one rank five, two rank three, two rank two, plus the luxurious Demon Clan army were enough to oppose the power of three Saint Chiaos. In an instant, everything was wiped out by him; including the Earth Element Giant Dragon in the desert and half an Imam, Liu Zhenhan probably forgot how vast his Blood Magic power was!

And yet, oddly enough, Guoguo showed no signs of life even after absorbing three or four hundred Adidasmas along with a super Blood Infant, but Liu Zhenhan did!

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