Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1497 - 443: After Hardship Comes Sweetness_2

Chapter 1497: Chapter 443: After Hardship Comes Sweetness_2

The fact that Master Puskas managed to sustain flight for over a thousand miles while being besieged by three Dreadlords, two winged Magic Cavalry Knights, and nine Liches borne of Bone Dragons perfectly proved his immense strength.

The consecutive falls of two Saint Level Mages and the bloodbath at Holy Vatican’s Emperor Fanxi sent shockwaves across the entire Aegean Continent; for a moment, the land was seized by a wave of panic and fear at the mention of demons.

Although Pope Paul II deliberately kept the impending invasion of the Sea Clan secret, the bloody methods of the Demon Clan alone had awakened the entire Aegean Continent from its slumber! Before this, many had confidently believed that, given the continent’s technological progress and magical superiority, the Demon Clan wouldn’t pose a threat.

"I couldn’t recover the master’s body," Liu said with a shock: "As for the losses of the Demon Clan, I’m equally in the dark, as they didn’t leave behind any bodies."

"Maybe father isn’t dead at all, perhaps he’s been captured by the Demon Clan," Joan of Arc gripped her hands tightly, her eyes brimming with naïve hope.

It was a self-deceiving delusion, something only Joan of Arc would unrealistically cling to.

Everyone knew that given the strength and cruelty of the Demon Clan, such a possibility was non-existent; with the pride of a Saint Level Mage, Master Puskas would never allow himself to be captured by the demons.

After a long silence, Liu, who had glanced at Moer playing cards, asked Ning Yu again, "Is Avril awake yet?"

Old Liu, on his way to the human world, took the opportunity to send off the Pope and the others as well.

Before leaving, of course, he did not forget to ask Pope Paul II to bestow "Divine Restoration" upon Avril.

The troublesome part, however, was that after Avril and Moer’s souls were restored to their own bodies, both beauties fell into a deep sleep together.

Pope Paul II tried to console a shaken Liu, explaining that this condition was due to the long duration Avril and Moer shared a body, becoming accustomed to each other. A sudden fundamental change meant they needed time to adjust.

Once they got through this period of adaptation, they would naturally wake from their comatose state.

As for how long this process would take, Pope Paul II did not say, and Liu didn’t ask.

Old Liu was afraid to know the answer.

"Avril..." Ning Yu sighed softly, shaking her head.

"Damn it," Liu immediately showed a face full of dejection.

It seemed that no matter where he went now, the air was filled with a sense of despair.

As if after the visit of the Demon Clan, the whole of Aegean had changed, and this unbearable feeling made Old Liu restless and suffocated.

Not a single piece of good news!

Everything was bad news!

The battle at the Sea of Silence left the Fire Phoenix sacrificer Mourinho severely injured, and so far, he has yet to awaken; Enrida’s piercing black flame almost shot through the cornea of the Swan High Priest.

Although Mourinho’s body was immune to poison, the burns caused by the flames could not be neglected. Were it not for the assistance of the Beamon from the Emerald Giant and the Ginseng Vermilion Fruit, Mourinho might very well have been dead – inadvertently proving how formidable Enrida truly was.

Despite Mourinho’s severe injuries, the relocation plan for the indigenous tribes in the Southern Cross Star Forest and Standard Chartered Gorge area was urgent and could not be delayed. Before leaving for the human world, Liu had already tossed this task to Elder Andulan, instructing him to assist Gomes with the tribal relocation affairs.

The operations at the Tiger Mercenary Office in Dorott Duchy, placed by the Base Dragon, had already come to a halt two weeks prior.

At present, the number of Phantom Beast Base Dragons that have completed their training and those that have not, totals up to just fifty-two.

This number is fully half less than the Overlord had originally envisaged!

While the quantity of these Phantom Beast Base Dragons is already enough to make the Aegean Flower Elise stutter and cry out in alarm, for Lucian, this number is simply insufficient to match his initial strategic plans.

Given that the human regular army refuses to sell their logistical beasts of burden, Lucian mulled over the matter and decided to toss this hot potato to Pope Beneath the Rainbow, having Pope Paul II stick his neck out for him, in a bid to secure at least thirty Base Dragons within half a year!

Thirty Base Dragons is no small number; it’s enough to drain the logistic animals of two human military powers. Pope Paul II only promised to try his best, with no guarantee of success.

Lucian feels he’s just too unlucky. If it weren’t for the imminent war against two different invasive alien races, he could have easily promised to help the Pope wipe out the Church of the Snow Goddess, and the Pope would have managed to secure even twice the number of Base Dragons.

Since the numbers are insufficient, they have to compensate with hardware. Rovi, the Chief Staff of the Summer Palace, has already drafted a top-secret plan proposing to send these young priests from the Sacrifice Academy one by one to train in the Underground World, including several priests from the Summer Palace. The more dangerous the place they could send them to, the better. The goal is simple and clear: to let their magic pets die in battle to be replaced with Phantom Beasts!

After observing for an entire month, coupled with the high-quality living conditions in Fei Leng Cui and the Divine Song Shaman’s battle achievements broadcasted by the imperial live feed, these young priests have developed an extreme personal adoration for the Divine Song Shaman, just like all young and impulsive individuals bursting with enthusiasm.

As a pureblooded Beamon, Lucian certainly had no further reason to doubt the loyalty of these young people.

The position of a Summer Palace priest is enough to lock their social status for life.

Helen has long been focusing on strengthening the power of the young priests. "Great Wind Song" and firing "Teardrop Water Arrows" with a pearl seven-string harp have become the core courses for the first batch of academy students.

If these hundred young priests can master even just one of these courses within half a year after a brutal trial by fire, the Summer Palace’s priest group would possess an unmatched strength across the whole country - Unlike magic, once the shamanic battle song is chanted correctly in a complete scale, it will automatically level up.

The recorded battle song crystal cards have provided great help to these young priests. With the crystal cards, even without the live guidance and demonstration of a high priest, they can constantly study and learn the pronunciation and correct the differences.

However, the syllables of the battle song are far more profound and arcane than magic spells, and mastering them is no easy task!

When Lucian returned, he found that many flying scouts from Lusen City were lurking suspiciously around the outskirts of Fei Leng Cui, and he guessed that most likely they were suspecting Fei Leng Cui of playing a disreputable role regarding the disappearance of their Black Dragons and the plague among the Cow-Eagle People.

"Who can tell me something that will cheer me up?" The thought of these annoying issues caused Lucian’s hair to stand on end.

"We’ve got a lead on our aerial weaponry." Elise smiled and said, "Now I know that I didn’t make the wrong choice."

"The Eternal Moon Well and Tree of Life of the Sif Elves have been relocated to Shufang City on the Chesang Continent by me. With the crazy growth rate of the plant grafting by the Green Giants and elf seeds, ’Oil Melon’ and ’Morading Fury’ have finally begun mass production!" Ning Yu, seeing Richard’s gloom and vexation, quickly tried to cheer him up, "According to the current daily stockpile, there will be absolutely no problem amassing sixty thousand ’Oil Melons’ and three hundred thousand ’Morading Fury’ by the year’s end! The only issue is that at least half of the primitive forest in the Chesang Continent will have to be destroyed, which is quite distressing."

"Then that’s really good news." Old Liu breathed a sigh of relief.

He’s had enough of holding his breath; now, he has to prepare for his journey to the Demon World!

But before that, a millennia-old magic taro beauty and a colossally mentally powerful copper mirage pearl are waiting for him to harvest.

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Today I accompanied my wife to a checkup, so I rushed out a Chapter.

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