Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 171 - 171 9 Old Acquaintances Meet_3

171: Chapter 9: Old Acquaintances Meet_3 171: Chapter 9: Old Acquaintances Meet_3 “Ascetic Monk?”

“Yes.” The elder Damai fell into a solemn remembrance: “It was after I encountered danger on the Far East Continent.

An Eastern Ascetic Monk saved my life, thus leading me into this noble hall.

To cherish life is the only rule that we Ascetic Monks follow.”

“Why did you choose such a desolate place for your practice?” Ning Yu was somewhat moved.

“I originally spread teachings among the human realms in the Aegean Continent, but the St.

Paul Church in those realms started persecuting us monks.

Hence, with no other choice, I and some monks wandered into the Bimon Kingdom.

Here, the freedom of belief gives us the wings to liberate our spirits.”

“Medical technology is the weakest link in the Bimon Army.

Compared to the monks’ ‘Prayer of Comforting Light’, Bimon’s witch doctors simply cannot meet the needs of war.

I think for the Ascetic Monks who end up in the Bimon Kingdom, this might be a perfect ending.” Ning Yu warmed her hands on the cup she was holding.

“We are wandering monks, always willing to assist in times of trouble, never hesitating to employ the only skill we possess.” Andulan nodded: “But after arriving in the Donau Wasteland, due to my slow movements, and a severe lack of food, I gradually lost track of the travelling monk group.

In the end, I had to settle on this Red Earth Highland alone.”

“These are all my monk apprentices.” Andulan, the Damai elder, pointed to several green-skinned Bimons who folded their twin blades back onto their arms: “They are all Mantis People of the Green Faction, the last Bimon Bug Clan in the Bimon Kingdom.”

“I see, they’re from the Green Faction.” Ning Yu nodded in sudden realisation, no wonder their skin was entirely green.

They were the renowned Green Faction Bimon warriors from the Bug Clan.

Green Faction Mantis People are born Blade Saints among the Bimon Beastmen, they are the only remaining Bug Clan Bimon and have traditionally served as swordsmanship instructors in the Bimon Kingdom Army.

Their metamorphic wings symbolise their tribal totem, their wrists are naturally equipped with two folding bone war blades.

They are masters of swordsmanship, adept in stealth, coming and going like the wind.

As Bimon from the Bug Clan, they cannot go berserk like ordinary Beastmen warriors, but the high-ranking Blade Saints of the Green Faction can create several mirror image duplicate fighters, which are no less impressive than going berserk.

“I’ve been reading the record in the ‘Ceremonial Code’ recently.

The Bimon of the Bug Clan were said to have gone extinct during the catastrophic war of the gods and demons ten thousand years ago.

I didn’t expect to see the only surviving members of the Bug Clan Bimon today.” Avril squeezed Ning Yu’s hand a bit.

Fortunately, those skunks just argued and didn’t take advantage of the numbers to bully the unassuming mantises, or it would surely have ended badly.

“More than one race has disappeared.

War is the greatest harm to wise creatures!” The Damai elder stroked his meagre beard, “The tribe of Bimon was a very powerful race, and Bimon was synonymous with the Land Races.

But due to the massacre and destruction of war, dazzling civilizations and long histories have all been wiped out.”

“With your extraordinary longevity, you must have witnessed these wars, right?” Avril asked curiously.

“Aside from the war of the gods and demons, I was fortunate enough to witness the war between sea and land two thousand years ago and the Heigar battle a thousand years ago.

Numerous outstanding races, such as the Birdman Bimon of the Bimon race, the Aquatic Race Bimon among the Bimon, and the Valenbuer Bat People, the only flying beast race..

huh…” The Damai elder sighed.

“The Green Faction is also said to currently have a meagre population, and each mantis is a swordsmanship instructor in the Kingdom’s army.

How did you manage to have four apprentices at once?

Why didn’t the army call you up?” asked Ning Yu.

“The mantis tribe has a strange custom where the newlywed mantis bride will eat her groom’s head on their wedding night.

After prolonged attrition, the numbers in the Green Faction have drastically fallen and are on the brink of extinction.” sighed the monk Andulan, the Damai elder: “My apprentices here all fear the terrifying custom of their tribe of decapitation on the wedding night and ran away from home.

How could they dare interact with the army and take up service?”

“Abandoning one’s clan is said to have severe consequences.” stated Avril.

“Compared to life, those meaningless family rules are the real original sins.” glimmered intelligence in the eyes of the Damai elder.

“I agree.

We will help you keep this secret.” Ning Yu smiled: “Since you trust the Sea Clan so much, we, the younger generation of the Sea Clan, should express some sincerity towards revered elders like you.”

“We can only spend the rest of our lives on this desolate plain, dare not to enter within the range of a Bimon City for fear of being found out by the Green Faction or the officers.

Since you two young ladies have a special relationship with the overlord, this old Damai has to sell this old face, we originally thought we would have to wander again in search of a new stopping ground.

Thanks to Neptune, the sea god.

I have unexpectedly met two fellow countrymen.” said the Damai elder as he laughed.