Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 416 - 91: The Battle of Two Maniacs_3

Chapter 416: Chapter 91: The Battle of Two Maniacs_3

"When humans become wild beasts, even the most dangerous beasts can be kinder than humans." Liu Zhenhan passed the "Double-powder Gourd" to Ardu.

"Charging from a mile away, they’re idiots among idiots. Berserkers do make the best cannon fodder." Daisy sneered. "Thinking of taking down Feilengcui with these brainless Berserkers is just too arrogant."

"Send out the fire cranes, one of them will give these Berserkers a hard time." Helen encouraged Liu Zhenhan.

"I heard that in the Heigar battle, the Berserkers once routed Pier’s Bear Army Corps..." Liu Zhenhan gave a small smile and looked at Helen.

"But that’s because the Pier warriors had already been fighting the humans’ Heavy Cavalry." Gortani interjected.

"The disgrace of our predecessors shall be washed away by me." Liu Zhenhan spat onto his palm, slicked back his hair, giving himself an imposing hairstyle.

All the ladies thought this hairstyle looked rather cunning.

Liu Zhenhan had no idea, and still carried a proud expression, as if he was a classy gangster from Shanghai Tan, as resolute as Xu Wenqiang.

Guoguo too spat onto her palm, rubbed it on her big ears, and adjusted her bellyband that hung down to her feet.

Facing the Berserkers’ slow but steady advance, on the stairs of death, two hundred gnome warriors formed a dense shield and spear formation, and even unveiled heavily armored lancers. There were also one hundred armored Bear Goblins who formed layers of defense lines along with their gnome kinsman creating a menacing atmosphere on the twenty blades wide steps.

"Make way!" At the familiar shout, the gnomes promptly cleared a path.

The Overlord, carrying two giant hook blades, his back covered with a densely packed shield and the Ancient Power Firegun, walked out from the second layer of the principal cave alongside Feilengcui militiamen in gleaming golden armor. The militiamen had emerged from the Cavalry troop’s stable. The cave wasn’t large enough to accommodate so many people.

"All my fellow beings... all the brave warriors giving aid to Feilengcui..." Liu Zhenhan tore open his moon-colored ceremonial robe, revealing his muscular frame, and with a swagger in his step, glanced at all the Beamons.

The Scepter Shamans squinted at him, wondering what crazy stunt he was about to pull.

"First of all, allow me to salute the brave humans!" Liu Zhenhan held up his hook blade, pointing to the sky, and saliva flew from his mouth, splattering a Scepter Shaman’s face.

"A thousand years ago... our Bode Clan perished entirely in the skies above Tennessee, not a single child or elderly person from our homeland Karimdo was spared. But today..." The Overlord’s impassioned voice echoed in the sky, "... our Newton Musketeer Sky Cavalry has once again demonstrated that we Beamons are still the masters of the sky!"

All the Beamons’ breaths hitched.

"A thousand years ago... our Pier Bear Corps was greatly weakened by human Berserkers, a shame that till this day is remembered, and it is overlooked that our Bear warriors had already been fighting the human Heavy Cavalry beforehand! Today..." The Overlord’s roar shook the ground, "... as human Berserkers once again step on the battlefield of the Donau Wasteland, who among you is willing to stand with me – the natural-born Soul Singer of the Beamon Kingdom and the Lord of Feilengcui, Richard – wielding our weapons and our equally bare bodies, and prove another fact to everyone..."

All the Beamons’ eyes blazed with determination.

"We Beamon warriors are the first heroes under the stars of the Aegean Continent!" The burning gaze of the Lord of Feilengcui was like boundless raging flames, igniting the blood of all Beamons.

"I am with you!" As a Bearman, Vieri felt his heart was about to explode from excitement.

But he wasn’t the first one, Guoguo, carrying her eight-sided hammer, had already stepped out in front of him.

The fragrance of the militiamen immediately stepped out, followed closely by the Wolf Cavalry.

"My Lord, let our humble bodies follow in your footsteps!" A large number of Holy Temple Knights immediately stepped forward.

The followers of the Scepter Shamans anxiously looked at their leaders, but also stepped forth.

"There are too many of us, we don’t need our Kingdom’s regular army to defeat these Berserkers! Regular army, stand down! Followers, follow me." The Overlord laughed wildly, "Strip off your battle armor! Bare your chests! Our muscles are our armor, our skin is our shield! The Berserkers don’t need armor and neither do we, the Beamon warriors!"

The fragrance militiamen immediately took off their vine armors, baring their upper bodies. The training had sculpted their muscles solid, tougher than steel and stiffer than rocks. They displayed their bodies freely in the sun. Compared to the followers of the Scepter Shamans and the Holy Temple Knights, the bodies of the Feilengcui militiamen adhered more to the Bemons’ aesthetic principle — strong muscles are definitely a virtue.

Gortani had initially moved forward a foot, but she withdrew it.

"I know this method of fighting is foolish, but it must be said that this is the true Beamon method of combat! What I like to see most is also this militia team’s performance." Sighing, Daisy commanded the other mages, "Take the high ground and be ready to assist at any time."

"We don’t require any grand aura of assistance!", the Lord announced seriously to the Scepter Shamans.

The Scepter Shamans nodded in agreement.