Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1476 - 434: Not Exactly Good News

Chapter 1476: Chapter 434: Not Exactly Good News

"Piegel, do you know why I still retain so many memories from before I died?" Old Xu fixed his gaze on Liu Shock.

"Because you’re a cheap skate."

"Heh heh, you’re just as sharp-tongued as you were back then!" Old Xu laughed heartily: "Because I have the purest Eastern bloodline, we Undead from the far Silk Continent never lose any memories! I can still invent and create, I can still remember bitter hatred!"

"Oh, so that’s how it is." Liu Shock gaped, suddenly nodding in realization.

A ring of Sacrificial Magic instantly landed on Old Xu’s head.

"Sacrificial Fire" is Beamon’s secret weapon against the Undead, where the soul-burning flames bring excruciating pain to the Undead. If it’s a single-target aura, it could even push a soul into eternal torment, perpetually scorched by the flames!

But peculiarly enough, although Liu didn’t cast a single-target aura, Ferguson Xu seemed completely unaffected by the Sacrificial Fire, with no sign of agony whatsoever.

"I’m an Eastern Undead, don’t use Aegean methods against me!" Old Xu shrugged at Liu Shock with a cheeky smile: "You can try your Magic on me again, see if I give it any mind!"

A bunch of Bimon warriors instantly turned pale, ready to unsheathe their swords and cut him down, but the Overlord halted them.

Prince Similian watched Liu Shock with a chuckling smile, as though he were reading a collection of jokes.

"In the distant East, apart from exorcists, no one can kill the Undead!" Ferguson Xu smiled contentedly: "My boy, you don’t have any exorcists in your ranks, do you?"

Liu Shock patted the armrest of his chair and stood up amidst the noise, walking out the door and leaving a room full of puzzled stares behind him.

Who says Feilengcui doesn’t have exorcists?

Among the three hundred boys and girls, there was a child whose father was an exorcist – the only one who chose not to return to the Silk Continent. Of course, he was also the least capable exorcist, suitable for teaching and not much else.

Clumsy as he may be, he still knew how to deal with Eastern Undead. After Liu Shock went up to the second floor of the cave and found out the details with just a few words, he teleported to Red Earth Square with a "Shrink Earth into Inch" technique. There, in front of a crowd watching live events, he approached a metal trash can, kicked the lid away, and rummaged inside with a stick, pulling out a pile of red-purple cotton pads – these were the things every Feilengcui woman used during her monthly cycles.

Liu Shock picked out those bulky, high-flow, side-leak cotton pads with the stick, wrapped it around a brick he found, slung it behind his back and re-entered the Overlord’s hall, leaving behind a gathering of stunned citizens on the square.

Inside the Overlord’s hall, Prince Similian and Ferguson Xu were whispering and chuckling to each other.

Before anyone could react, a swift figure pounced like a cheetah, smacking Ferguson Xu to the ground. The half-brick flew out at an angle, and the previously smug Old Xu suddenly started screeching like a barn owl in agony, sizzling froth bubbling on his head as he rolled on the ground in pain.

So much for an Eastern Undead, now just a pile of dog poop.

The Mermaid Prince, who had the "Ocean Ghost" domain barrier, turned pale at the scene and hurriedly recalled Old Xu back into his Undead barrier for recuperation.

"Heh heh." Liu Shock discarded the brick, wiped off the greasy cotton pad materials from his hands, and casually wiped them on the armor of a nearby Banilou Warrior before smelling his fingers and quickly asking the Maids to bring water.

"You..." Prince Similian was stunned for a long moment before bursting with rage, pointing at Liu Shock: "Clownfish! Is this how Bimon treats an envoy? Your barbarism and incompetence are just like the trash deities you worship!"

"You can say that once and I’ll pretend I didn’t hear!" Liu Shock sneered: "But don’t say it a second time!"

A bunch of muscular Bimon warriors slowly rose from their seats, their expressions cold and stern.

The Banilou Warriors immediately pulled out their weapons, encircling their prince.

"Don’t be nervous, when two armies clash, envoys are not killed! I don’t lack that bit of sportsmanship!" Liu Shock washed his hands in the basin and vigorously dried them with a towel passed by a Maid.

"Hmph!" Prince Similian snorted coldly in anger: "I wonder if you can maintain such magnanimity when the millions-strong Sea Clan army arrives!"

"You must hate me to death, right?" Liu Shock grinned at the Mermaid Prince: "Am I right?"

"Of course not!" the Mermaid Prince retorted with a pout: "I don’t have time to hate you, dear brother-in-law!"

"Heh heh, how can I not help out when my dear uncle has such grand ambitions?" Liu Shock stretched out leisurely: "So, tell me, when are you guys coming? Damn, a one or two million-strong army, at least let me prepare!"

"If you’re seeking death, then you can’t blame anyone else!" Prince Similian glared at the insolent Piegel through gritted teeth.

Liu Shock shrugged his shoulders in a mock pitying gesture, laughing heartily.

After a long while, Prince Similian sighed again: "It’s a good thing you refused me! If you really chose to surrender, I would truly be heartbroken for my deceased sister, Avril! Let this hero accompany her in Hell forever!"