Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 376 - 82: The Battle of Two Heroes for Face_1

Chapter 376: Chapter 82: The Battle of Two Heroes for Face_1

In the future, a traitor should not be referred to as a traitor, but as Valenbuer. -------------------said Liu Zhenhan.

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As the commander of the Shalba family’s slave hunting team on this slave hunting mission, even after suffering heavy setbacks in the Battle of the Glaciers and the Stairs of Death, Count Totti never anticipated that his team of 3,000 men could be encircled by the outnumbered Beamon soldiers.

If the setback at the Stairs of Death was due to the Beamon’s geographical advantage and the assistance from the seven strongest Orephin warriors in Bimon Kingdom; and if the defeat in the Battle of the Glaciers was due to the lack of information from the slave hunting team and the opponent’s deliberate trap, then Count Totti can totally endure such outcomes.

However, what Count Totti couldn’t tolerate was how these eight Beamon could appear alive and lively before him after being engulfed in flames from the Sea of Fire?

Even if the power of the "City Burner" magic scroll didn’t reach the level of a Forbidden Curse, it wasn’t far off, right? Such a powerful scroll should definitely be more than enough to deal with a small fortress, so why didn’t it burn these Beamon to death?

Furthermore, these hidden Beamon, Count Totti recognized from the mud on their faces and bodies; these guys must have dug a tunnel and hid in the depths of the vast bamboo forest. To hide a hundred Beamon in hundreds of acres of bamboo forest is not a difficult task.

What does it mean to witness their home being swallowed by flames and only appear now after enduring it silently?

Count Totti finally realized that from start to finish, he has been controlled by the Beamon’s combat rhythm.

War is like dancing.

In a grand ball, it is a terrible thing to spin to the rhythm of your dance partner’s music, and so is war.

The hearts of the two mages were extremely desolate.

Human mages have always been synonymous with power, summoning unparalleled magical power between heaven and earth to provide a victorious assistance to their own army. In reality, both masters think they were performing perfectly, when the eight Beamon warriors held the easy-to-defend and difficult-to-attack stairs path, even though there were probably a hundred ways to handle these Beamon, the most time-saving way was still magic.

The Red Earth Highland, forty to fifty feet high and more than two hundred feet long, even the sand inside the soil was incinerated to glaze. These eight Beamon could still energetically appear and shattered the ambitions of the two masters instantly.

Liu Zhenhan may not know that his appearance this time has quietly opened a slight crack in a young girl’s heart.

Strong muscles, bright weapons, strong eyes, flowing hair in the wind, a faint smile facing a powerful enemy, completely vibrated the heart strings of the Swan Female Knight.

This was not intentional disguise, nor was it delicate pretence.

At that moment, Gortani was utterly moved by the true colors of the Lord of the Piegel Tribe.

At the same moment, the human heart fell into a glacier.

The war song rang loud and clear, it was the "Cleansing War Song" of Sharoman War Shaman Robert.

The Mastiff People’s bodies changed dramatically, their already robust bodies became even stronger, and sharper canine teeth grew from their mouths.

Even when the Doug Tribe’s Dog Head Warriors went berserk, they are at best Rabid Dog Warriors, far less terrifying than the Rabid Molosser Warrior the Mastiff People turned into after going berserk.

It is said that each Rabid Molosser Warrior can easily defeat two Rhine soldiers.

Liu Zhenhan’s three old scrolls, the Scroll of Slowness, Sacrifice, and Berserk, started to act again. The attack radius of the Beamon Shaman has no relevance to him, not to mention him, but even under Guoguo’s arm strength, the range of the War Song Scroll far exceeds the ability limit of a War Shaman.

While Guoguo was smashing the "Scroll of Slowness", under the command of Count Totti, the knights loyal to the Shalba family and their Squires decisively launched a tidal charge towards the river bank.

Most of these knights are still just Squires, the real knights aren’t many, this can be seen from the variety of swallowtail flags. Most of these knights were sons of lesser branches of declining nobles and minor lords, although they did not have the chance to inherit their ancestral shade, they still insisted that they were still part of the nobility. They needed an opportunity to prove themselves ------------------ only by making real contributions in battles could the overlords cut the swallowtail off their flags and help them obtain legal knighthood and the mining village.

The chivalrous spirit they have been taught since childhood ----------------- "Even if my heart faces the day of being stopped and cooled, my sword in my hand and my honor will never extinguish.", made these young knights fearless.

The pity is, the gap in strength cannot be filled with courage.

After witnessing the sharp knife skills of the Orephin warriors and the flying axes of the Hippos, the strongest armed force in Felice, the Panta Warriors’ spears, once again amazed all humans.

Battling the panda warriors in close quarters is a terrifying thing. Among humans, the Teutonic Soldiers of the Saint Aermanni Empire are also famous for their good spear-throwing skills. Strong Teutonic Soldiers can easily throw a spear more than sixty yards, and even pierce a wooden shield.