Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 379 - 82: Battle between Two Heroes_4

Chapter 379: Chapter 82: Battle between Two Heroes_4

As Rodman’s long knife slashed again at the Earl, one of the remaining attendants bravely blocked the blow with his body---------------------It was the duty of these skilled warriors to protect the Prince Consort. If the Prince Consort were to fall in battle, the attendants would have to endure boundless humiliation in their lifetime.

Unfortunately, Fat Luo’s "Three Greatest" weren’t mere mouth, fat Luo managed to knock down a human warrior with his twin blades while his small eyes cunningly rolled around his long snout, he reached for the extra blade stashed behind his shoulder in the sheath and fiercely struck at the Earl------------Each strongman of the mammoth tribe had seven knives. Four knives were lodged behind their backs, and three were concealed in their waist. They used a long chopping knife for long-range attacks, a short knife was drawn for close-range combat. This cunning approach had already laid a number of royal guards to rest. The unsuspecting would think they had gotten close enough and that it would be hard for the large men to maneuver their weapons. Indeed they had walked right into their hands.

This was Fat Luo’s signature move, a technique passed within the mammoth tribe. Even Liu Zhenhan had suffered from it. In the past, mammoths used their trunks like fists, but after years of training, Fat Luo successfully changed it into a sword-drawing technique.

In theory, the Earl should have been incapable of evading, yet he somehow managed to dodge it.

With a sudden backflip, the Earl used a jumping ability not possessed by humans. He jumped into the air as if unaffected by gravity, avoiding Fat Luo’s low and despicable slash. The blade scraped the bottom of the Earl’s boot. If the knife were to swing slightly faster, the Earl would have been crippled.

"Whoa~" All the Beamons on the ship raised a cry.

It wasn’t because of Fat Luo’s shocking blow, but because the human earl had jumped into the air and wasn’t falling back down.

The two mages, who were barely holding on against the two sacrifices of the sub-dragons, suddenly felt the attack stop momentarily. As the two mages took a breath, they looked up only to drop their staffs in surprise.

Count Totti seemed to have escaped gravity. His back split open his exquisite clothing, and a pair of dark, glossy, thin flesh wing studded with seven golden stars extended obliquely from the slits towards the sky. With a gentle flap of the wings, the Earl’s body softly hovered in the sky above the battlefield.

At that moment, the Earl’s face turned pale, as if a thick layer of powder had been applied to it. His expression was one of embarrassment and anger.

"Valenbuer Clan!" Most of the Beamon paused for a moment, then roared in anger with curses in different dialects ringing out.

No one expected this change. It was too surprising!

Dorott’s Prince Consort, the eldest son of the Shalba family who had done business with the Bimon Kingdom for many years, turned out to be a Valenbuer clan bat-man, a major Bimon traitor! In the human world, they are usually referred to as - Vampires!

Before Liu Zhenhan could unleash the Golden Figure of the Cloud Qin to roll the ground, most humans had already chosen to surrender. Those persisting were swiftly put down by the Mammoth Knights and Elephant poets who crossed the riverbank. The sight of their master suddenly turning into a vampire shattered their last shred of confidence.

Looking at Count Totti suspended in the sky, Liu Zhenhan didn’t know what to say.

Life... what a life... Liu Zhenhan couldn’t help but feel a myriad of emotions.

"I’ll be back." Count Totti arrogantly declared in the sky.

"Can you really leave?" Liu Zhenhan pointed at the Fire Crane, looking even prouder.

A Frosty Pichu, wearing a bear fur tall hat, proudly flew into the sky on a Vajra Parrot.

"My racial ability "Ultrasonic Mirage" is already at seven stars, how many can you catch?" Among the laughter of the Earl, eight identical Dorott Princes appeared in the sky.

"Even if you could duplicate ten thousand illusions, you wouldn’t be able to escape." Liu Zhenhan snapped his fingers.

A wheeling flame-tailed Iron Cross beast rushed over.

"Traitor, who dares to be wild in the sky above the tribal lord’s swan?" Gortani reined in her mount, pulling off her white cloak with one hand.

The arrogance of Dorott’s Prince Consort vanished in the blink of an eye.

He suddenly remembered that one of the women he wanted to catch was a Smey Clan Swan.

"It’s my turn now!"

"Mine!"

"I’m the toughest!"

Three short, fat Hobbit Halfling chefs each held sparkling large chef knives, pushing each other to recommend themselves to the lord.

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Not feeling it today, so just one Chapter.