Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1471 - 432: Huge Crisis

Chapter 1471: Chapter 432: Huge Crisis

Grecke, King Sal almost fled in disarray.

The courage of the once first warrior of the Bimon Kingdom was utterly shattered by this brief live broadcast — the widow of the War God! It was actually the War God’s widow! Such news would not only cause a stir in the Bimon Kingdom, but even if unrelated humans, Dwarves, and Giants heard it, it would provoke a tsunami-like outcry.

This was an event beyond the understanding of reality, enough to leave any wise person dumbfounded in an instant!

"Your Majesty, after all this is just a family affair of the War God’s Summer Palace, let me handle it! Tomorrow I will send someone to report to you alone!" Fortunately, the Feilengcui Lord timely intervened, patting his chest and smilingly gave the King a way out.

Thus, King Sal, whose face didn’t change despite the collapse in front of him, returned to Sabak from Feilengcui with a pale expression.

After sending off His Majesty, the Feilengcui Lord slowly stretched out a finger, slowly pointing towards the outside of the Overlord’s hall.

Without needing any further words, the hall teeming with people immediately dispersed, even Princess Nancy obediently left unable to withstand the Feilengcui Lord’s indifferent and daunting gaze.

Now among those left, besides the leaders of Feilengcui, there were only Elise and a small group of Flower Elves and Freshwater Mermaids.

The expression on Aegean Flower was very calm, her beautiful eyes, unwavering, gazed at the Feilengcui Lord seated in the seat of power.

"The waves of Sanggan River push the older waves forward!" Liu’s shocking gaze firmly locked onto Elise: "Good! I never thought that in my lifetime of hunting geese, tonight the geese would peck my eyes blind! Aegean Flower, you have the guts to repeat what you just said!"

Liu was laughing, and his laugh was very relaxed, not forced at all.

"I really didn’t expect to fool you, Rexa’s background was still told by me!" The expression of Aegean Flower remained tranquil.

In front of her and behind her, a sea of chillingly sharp blades emanated, and numerous gigantic Beamon warriors had already drawn their personal weapons, surrounding her; in the eyes of these Beamon warriors, there was a complex look, yet they still did not retreat.

Ten Flower Elf guards and ten Freshwater Mermaid Mages surrounded Elise closely, their courage was admirable, but the uneasiness in their eyes betrayed the terror that would not leave them.

"Even knowing that such small tricks wouldn’t work against Feilengcui, what makes you still so bold to proceed?" Liu smashed the arm of his chair, wood chips flying as he stood up abruptly: "You little foolish girl, while I respect epic heroes, my respect has its limits! If you are seeking death, just say it!"

"Although you know my background, most Beamons don’t! For me, that is enough! I never intended to take over your estate." Tears brimmed clearly in Elise’s eyes, ready to fall: "Besides, could I even absorb it? I am not Rexa."

"Then tell me, since you’re not thinking about taking over, why act under the banner of usurping power? What are you trying to do?" Liu sat back down, legs sprawled on the long wooden table: "Give me a reasonable explanation!"

"I do not want the noble race of Flower Elves to become vassals of Beamon nobility!" Elise’s tearful eyes stared determinedly at the imposing Liu: "Flower King, please put yourself in our shoes, if there were only a few hundred Beamons left, and you were the leader of this tribe, would you have the heart to give up your dignity and pride, to live beneath others and become someone else’s vassal?"

"So you want to become the Divine Princess of the Summer Palace? Then your people would avoid sinking low, becoming esteemed individuals? Is that it?" Liu sneered viciously, his mouth twisted into a smile.

"That’s exactly what I thought!" Elise was silent for a while, and sincerely looked at Liu singing: "But I didn’t want the Flower Elves to become above others, Elves are a race that loves life, respects life, never stepping on others. What we want is just to preserve our complete self-respect, not to be trampled upon by others, that’s all!"

"Just for that reason, I must become your servant?" Liu clenched his fist, his face beginning to darken: "Why? Just because of your prophecy?"

"The so-called servant is just nominal! Only nominal! Do I really have the power to make you my servant? Of course not! I only ask that in the entire Bimon Kingdom, because of a Divine Princess of the Summer Palace like me, Beamons would look at all Flower Elves with equal eyes, not as foreign vassals!" Elise hurriedly clarified.

"I believe in Lord Mourinho’s character, there would absolutely not be any racial discrimination in his Mining Village!"

"Sorry! I still believe in myself!"

"Joke! I appreciate your confidence, but why should I be your ’nominal’ servant? Thinking that I, the great Feilengcui Lord, known across the Aegean Continent, why don’t you become my servant?" Liu found it truly amusing: "You are really funny! You think this is writing a fairy tale?"

"Interest!" Aegean Flower lightly uttered two words.

"Hmm! I know! Are you trying to say if you become a nominal Divine Princess of the Summer Palace, then your people and the Freshwater Mermaids would also join the mage group of Feilengcui?" Liu curled his lips, scoffing three times: "I’ve said before, I’m not interested!"