Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 1535 - 460: Spiritual Thread Code_2

Chapter 1535: Chapter 460: Spiritual Thread Code_2

The so-called probe, in truth, the outcome is often decided in a fleeting moment. When the Six-winged Demon King Stockton opened his wings and rushed forward in astonishment, all His Majesty Jia Bao could see was a large head buried down, savagely gnawing at the shiny, oily hooves.

Richard, with his thoughts spinning rapidly, seized the precious moment after eating two mouthfuls of food, quickly adjusted his mindset, grabbed a copper stick, pretended to look around twice, and promptly joined the group brawl!

His gaze was extraordinarily blank—exactly like a stereotypical, prime example of a simple-minded muscle-bound thug!

How could His Majesty Jia Bao not be satisfied with such an outcome?

Reclusive masters hidden in the mountains, living in secluded refinement—though it may sound a bit mysterious, it doesn’t mean they don’t exist!

"Karu, the old geezer I just transformed into is named Puskas. He was a supreme mage from our beautiful homeland, the Aegean Continent, which has been occupied by the evil races. He was at the Saint Chiao level!" His Majesty Jia Bao chuckled as he looked at Old Richard. "Not long ago, we finally resolved this troublesome mage, paving the way for the Holy War!"

"Saint Chiao? How does he compare to the Poison Flame Demon King Enrida?" Richard scoffed contemptuously, his tone arrogant and frivolous.

"Though I haven’t encountered Enrida personally, I hypothesize that the Poison Flame Demon King, tyrant of the Chaos World, probably doesn’t match the mastery of a Saint Chiao," the Dreadlord Best sighed with a bitter smile.

"It’s not just ’probably doesn’t match’; it’s definitely inferior!" The Six-winged Heavenly King Stockton shuddered as he spoke. "At least I know, no matter how strong the Chaos World tyrant is, it’s impossible for him to withstand the siege of so many of us, killing two demon kings, seven bone dragons, and two winged knights. If he unleashes Forbidden Curse..."

"It seems we truly underestimated the strength of the evil races beforehand!" The Witch King Jia Bao let out a mournful sigh, and in an instant, sadness soaked the surrounding air.

Richard, looking like a rash newbie, glanced at His Majesty, the Demon King, and the Heavenly King, his expression completely bewildered.

"Karu, let me show you something." His Majesty Jia Bao waved away two palace maids, stood up, took a gilded book from the hands of the Dreadlord Best, and solemnly handed it to Old Richard.

The Demon World has yet to invent paper; historical records and biographies are all made from a fabric-like, silk-like leather. Clearly, this book was not from the Demon World!

Richard flipped through the book, his face impassive, but his heart was surging violently!

This book systematically cataloged details about several Magic Tutors and Saint Level figures from the Aegean Continent!

Among the figures listed were Richard himself and the Swan High Priest Mourinho, with detailed records of each expert’s combat habits, place of residence, family structure, and magic usage—everything was meticulously documented!

Strangely enough, even magic portraits were included for each individual!

A magic portrait is essentially a small photo extracted from a Memory Crystal Ball and imprinted onto paper. Though the process isn’t overly complex, it consumes a substantial amount of magic power, comparable to crafting a Magic Scroll, enough to drain a mid-level mage of all their magic power!

Richard’s magic portrait depicted him standing shirtless in the wilderness, sporting a dazzling golden asymmetrical hairstyle, his nostrils resembling two unfathomable black holes that completely ruined his face. Ugly as it was, his eyes were utterly feral—wild to the core, and impossible to meet directly.

How recklessly young I was back then, Richard thought to himself with quiet reflection.

"This guy named Richard is a Beamon priest, and also a Dragon priest! I presume you, Karu, know what a Dragon priest implies! His profile has seen the most alterations in our data. Different from the portrait, his left arm is now missing; it’s likely replaced by a Mithril one! This Beamon studies bloodline arcane magic and possesses formidable war chants and combat skills. He also has a firebird magic pet and two Fairy Dragons—extremely fearsome in battle!" His Majesty Jia Bao chuckled. "I previously mentioned the Saint Level mage; he has close ties to this Beamon!"

"He has a pair of defiant eyes," Richard responded with a silent smile while swiftly flipping past his own introduction page. His left hand unintentionally curled slightly at the wrist, revealing a faint ivory skin between the edges of his glove and wrist guard.

His Majesty Jia Bao smiled without saying a word, carefully scrutinizing the imposing face before him.

In terms of handsomeness, amongst the ranks of silver-eyed beauties, a face like this would be hardly recognizable in a crowd. But the flawless angles across this visage, paired with the crystal-like cold hardness of his expression and his uniquely alluring eyes, held a completely different magnitude!

This is a man who doesn’t need good looks to win over others, a figure whose mere presence announces his existence.

His Majesty Jia Bao contemplated for a long while, ultimately deciding that the new Left Bank Heavenly King Karu’s gaze could be described with one word: overwhelming.

He possessed overwhelming eyes!

These eyes didn’t convey disdain or aloofness—only the ever-present tendency to dominate others, unequivocal and unyielding.

"Karu." His Majesty Jia Bao withdrew his reluctant appreciation, settled back into his armchair, and smiled at Old Richard. "I believe it’s time you learned some insider truths, given your position as our newly appointed Left Bank Heavenly King—a cornerstone of our Coast Contribution Continent!"

"The book in your hands was meticulously acquired by our spies embedded within the Aegean Continent. Regrettably, those loyal spies have all been completely purged by the evil races for various reasons!" His Majesty Jia Bao paused momentarily before continuing. "Having someone bully us without retaliation is not the nature of our Demon Clan! Thus, a few days ago, I joined forces with His Majesty Paul Newman and His Majesty Clark Gabe to orchestrate a surprise attack against the Evil Continent. The targets were the most dangerous figures among the evil races on the Aegean Continent! The Saint Level mage I just transformed into was one of our prey from the Coast Contribution Continent!"