Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1490 - 440 Major Changes in the Demon World_2

Chapter 1490: Chapter 440 Major Changes in the Demon World_2

"My God! Could it be that the demons are behind Master Von Basten of Saint Chiao choking to death on a spam pie?" The old dragon looked terribly upset.

"It’s hard to say! It’s possible, because Master Von Basten of Saint Chiao lived in his Magic Tower with only a few apprentices, his defense was incomparable to mine in Faye Greenery or Master Puskas in the Holy Vatican. However, personally, I think Master Von Basten’s death was an accident. The Demon Clan’s spies definitely still lurk in the Aegean Continent, and such a sensational incident as the death of Saint Chiao couldn’t be hidden from anyone!" Liu was somewhat depressed: "Why would the Demon Clan target me? Could it be that my becoming a Saint Level has already spread throughout the Aegean Continent?"

Including Pope Paul II, a group of clergy and cardinals looked at Old Liu as if he were a fool.

"I heard there’s a Saint Level Magic replenishing pearl in your head, is it called Toru?" Pope Paul II’s sharp gaze swept towards Old Liu’s head.

Liu was at a loss for words.

Having stolen the War Ancient Tree from the Fallen Elves, taking their hard-won aerial platforms from underground to the surface, and kicking them out of the Underground World, how could the Fallen Elves not spread the news to harm him?

Don’t forget, his own Blood Magic Saint Level was born right under the eyes of Prince Moore Benitez!

The birth of a Saint Level, as long as an insider releases reliable information, the spread of this news across the Aegean Continent is no slower than the spread of a plague, and some connected planes of existence might already know! Still, he naïvely thought nobody knew!

Liu kept sighing, realizing his inability to cast magic was also well-known worldwide, making it difficult to bluff anyone anymore.

"For the Demon Clan, their Magic Power is naturally superior to that of the Aegean Continent, the only fear being top-ranking mages. Now with two Saint Ranks gone, relying only on Magic Tutors... how many are left in the Aegean Continent?" Elise asked Old Liu.

"As for recluses, I don’t know, but there are only four known Great Magic Tutors. I know two: Master Aymar from the Pompeii Empire and Master Stefano from the Saint Francisco Empire. Then there are two more, one is called Lijekard, and the other is called Ventola; I’ve only heard their names, can’t remember which countries they’re from, the names are a bit of a tongue-twister," Liu replied with a smirk.

"The Church of the Snow Goddess also has a fanatical High Priest who is given infinite strength by his fervent faith; his name is Pafan, and his power might rival that of a Magic Tutor," sighed Pope Paul II. Considering that the Church of the Snow Goddess was a rival of St. Paul’s Church, how could he not know everything about it!

The Church of the Snow Goddess, centered in Pompeii, supported by six other human nations, worships the Ice and Snow Goddess Hephys; the fanatical priests of this sect are not like the priests of St. Paul’s who only assist with magic spells, they are bona fide Mages, specializing in unique Blizzard Magic – a very niche yet extremely effective group covering magic for large-scale battles.

"Just five Magic Tutors? Ten thousand years ago there were ten Great Magic Tutors, how has it regressed so much?" Elise smiled bitterly.

The little parrot managed to catch the Demon Clan’s Winged Knight with a "grabbing chestnuts from the fire" tactic, and with a "clang" threw him under a Slat Banana tree, raising a cloud of dust, then shrinking back to its plump hen-like size, clawed a hole right in the center of this Demon Winged Knight’s hair, and sat down on it.

This Demon Winged Knight had bushy brows and a beard, his fierce face full of bulging muscles, and a frizzy, explosive hairstyle, possibly due to the lightning magic released by the Golden Dwarves.

Countless pairs of eyes were staring at this Demon Winged Knight, two clergy drew their swords across his neck, though it was quite unnecessary; this Demon Winged Knight’s power was comparable to a regular Giant Dragon only, now ridden on the head by a parrot which combined the power of four Black Dragons and an Enrida, what could he do other than behave? The parrot had already frightened him with its swift Dragon Language magic.

Liu faintly felt that the little parrot seemed to increasingly enjoy sitting on people’s hair, especially lush and abundant hair, perhaps a sequel of it grooming his own hair.

A group of people rolled their eyes collectively, heaving sighs of resignation.

"There’s also Cruyff! This old Ent gets tougher with age, and with his formidable melee abilities combined with magic, he’s comparable to a Magic Tutor!" Elder Andulan cheered everyone up: "After advancing in rank, his power should be between a Saint Level and a Magic Tutor; measuring the strength of a Magical Beast isn’t easy, especially with that physical fighting ability! Mattlazi’s power is at least comparable to that of a Saint Level Mage now - I saw his melee skills, quite impressive! But whether we can rely on him at a critical moment is still a question..."

"If the female Giants under my command are willing to fight for me, I wouldn’t fear even ten Witch Kings from the Demon Clan!" Liu bitterly uttered some useless trash talk.

"Who... who? Shepherd-tree People Cruyff? You know him too? That old thing is still alive?" Elise looked at Old Liu and Elder Andulan in surprise.

"You know him too? He’s been hanging out with me now! By the way, I’m also an Ent, a foreign Ent!" Liu Zhenghan furrowed his brows, Elder Cruyff really dislikes Elves, but he did indeed help Beamon resist the Demon Clan ten thousand years ago, does he have some kind of relationship with Elise?

"Of course I know him! Very well indeed!" Elise laughed: "By the way, I’m also a foreign Ent! Back then, that old geezer Cruyff said, the only one on the Aegean Continent who could be considered his kind was me, the Flower Queen! Where is he now?"

"He’s herding forests on another continent." Elder Andulan asked curiously, "Wasn’t ’Green Wrath of Nature’ supposed to be bestowed only once? How come you’re also a foreign Ent?"

"He was indeed prepared to bestow it to me, but I refused, wouldn’t that be cursing me to die?" Aegean Flower’s smile blossomed like a flower.

"No matter how many Magic Tutors are left in Aegean, I’m still at Saint Level! Moreover, I’m at the Emperor’s Level!" Suddenly, two naked Blood Servants popped up beside Liu Zhenghan, scaring the pope.

Naked Blood Servants also have a cooldown time, which was a new discovery by Liu Zhenghan. Once they stop fighting for two hours, the Blood Servants would automatically turn invisible. Whether there are other uses, it remains to be explored.

"Emperor Level?" All the humans went dumbfoundedly silent, staring at the two Blood Servants, unable to utter a word.

"I should have the right to name this magic title. From now on, this rank will be designated as Common Rank Mage!" Liu Zhenghan’s expression was eerily calm: "As for the old man’s vengeance, I will personally return it to the Demon Clan! Personally!"

"Richard... calm... calm..." Old Dragon really feared his dear son would be devastated by this shock.

"Which war doesn’t have deaths? If I cry and scream over one death, how can I fight a war?" Liu Zhenghan raised his head high, though his words were strong, tears streamed down his face.

"Then let all the Demon Clan accompany him in death!" Elder Andulan declared with a grand laugh.

Liu Zhenghan suddenly hugged Old Dragon tightly.

"Old dad, please promise me...," Liu Zhenghan choked up, "...you can never ever leave me!"

Elder Andulan was immediately tearful, nodding hard, and hugged his sturdy son tightly.

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Is it just one Chapter left? Hehe~~

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The real-life ’Colonel Feichi’, Master Puskas, also died on 11.17. What a sad coincidence.

A salute to this football master of Real Madrid who scored four goals in the 60’s Champions Cup!

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