Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 421 - 92: Who Wields the Colored Ribbon Dancing in the Sky_3

Chapter 421: Chapter 92: Who Wields the Colored Ribbon Dancing in the Sky_3

The point Liu Zhenhan was seeing, was the Pompeii Empire’s Aerial Scout, the Jun Falcon Knight.

This group of Jun Falcon Scouts that soared into the sky totaled twenty, and due to the Jun Falcons’ physical strength, it was impossible for them to circle around the sky all day, hence, every half day, twenty would land to rest, while the other Jun Falcon Knights would take turns heading in four different directions to seek out potential enemies.

Initially, Liu Zhenhan didn’t pay much attention to these black figures, thinking they were just a bunch of vultures. One could always see flocks of famished vultures searching for food in the wilderness during the winter.

But soon, Liu Zhenhan noticed something was wrong with the way these black figures were approaching him, full of belligerence. When they got close enough, using the keen eyesight granted to him through the transformation from the dragon egg, Liu Zhenhan immediately realized that these were certainly not vultures, but a large flock of Jun Falcon Knights!

"Damn it! Where did such a small mercenary group get the money to maintain so many Jun Falcon cavalry?" Liu Zhenhan looked at Guoguo with astonishment and Guoguo gave him a straightforward answer.

The young master grabbed the parrot from the side seat, climbed up with his butt sticking out, a righteous fury on his face. He even made a gesture like he was meeting Hitler. The saddle on the Fire Crane was wide enough to sit two people side by side, even though it was a semi-enclosed reinforced saddle, the Vajra Parrot without the monstrous physical constitution of Liu Zhenhan and Guoguo was shaking all over due to the chilling wind. It didn’t have the strength to lead the charge like that.

Though he was a bit startled, Liu Zhenhan’s attitude towards his enemies was always simple and clear.

"One" shifted from its recent circling flight style and soared toward the setting sun, flying right at the huge flock of Jun Falcon Knights. Its wings opened to their fullest, and the fiery red glow that just rolled in its feathers flashed again, illuminating the stunningly red sunset, like a phoenix flying out of an oil painting.

Ever since the Jun Falcon Knights took to the sky, they had noticed something was wrong. The body of the Fire Crane was dazzling and enormous, much more eye-catching than the Jun Falcons. Although their eyesight was far inferior to Liu Zhenhan, humans made up for the deficiency with magic. Using their eagle eye glasses, the Pompeii scouts clearly observed the giant bird and the awkward light cavalry on the ground.

The distinction between friend and foe was instantly clear.

The Pompeii Empire was not like the Saint Francisco Empire. The Pompeii Empire did not have any dragon knights, while the Saint Francisco Empire had one. For strategic military purposes, the Jun Falcon Knights were created with the mission to counter the dragon knights of the Saint Francisco Empire. Each Jun Falcon Knight was equipped with a box of magic-breaking crossbow arrows. These arrows, extremely difficult to make, were imbued with an annihilation spell by the alchemists of the Pompeii Empire, which could tear through the sturdy dragon scales as if tearing sheepskin. The arrowhead was also coated with poison from the venom gland of a young human-faced spider. The younger the venomous creature, the more potent the venom – the venom of the human-faced spider was not only potent but also had strong dizzying effects. Although this went against the spirit of the knights, the Pompeii Empire was willing to go against the spirit just to deal with the magic-immune dragon knights, even if it did so ten thousand times over.

The sheer size of the Sand Flame Fire Crane terrified the Jun Falcon Knights. Anyone would feel the same tension that the Jun Falcon Knights were feeling at the sight of a bird as big as a rhino charging at them fiercely.

Almost at the same moment, all the Jun Falcon Knights neatly took out the magic-breaking arrow boxes tucked at their waists and reequipped at the fastest speed.

The cry of a crane can shake the heavens, and the roar of a dragon can have the same effect.

Almost at the same moment "One" began to sing, a booming dragon roar came from the horizon. Far away, the wind and thunder rolled, and the sea of clouds split. A huge shadow slowly emerged from the horizon.

The Fire Crane also stopped in the air for a moment, flapping its giant wings and looking into the distance. Its fiery red eyes shone brightly like cinnabar and its crown feathers and headcrest instantly stood upright.

This was the second time Liu Zhenhan had seen a giant dragon. He had a strong feeling about this. The last time was in the Ink Crystal Canyon, when he was facing the Hell Black Dragon, he had a similar feeling.

Liu Zhenhan was at a loss for words as he hadn’t expected the human lineup to be so large and extravagant. At this moment, he wanted to pickle Capello and his nephew together into salted meat to vent the hatred in his heart.

"Obischillaci!" Looking distantly at the rapidly approaching shadow at the horizon and grinding his teeth, Liu Zhenhan knew who it was without guessing: "Damn it, which country has sent out a dragon knight to find death?"

The courage of the Jun Falcon Knights suddenly surged upon hearing the dragon roar. The Fire Crane no longer flew towards them, instead, they swiftly flew towards it. Counting the time, the dragon knight of the Holy Vatican, Lampard, should have indeed arrived! And so should the Winged Pegasus Holy Knight, Thomas! Each Jun Falcon Knight gleefully thought.

What qualifies as a super-level Warcraft? The Fire Crane proved it once again!

Five hundred meters away, the pillar of fire the Fire Crane spewed appeared like a long whip of fire, rolling up a black mushroom cloud and rushing toward these Jun Falcon. Five Jun Falcon Knights were already turned into fireballs and dropped straight down from the air without even having a face-off.

"Vortex Fire Smelt!" Liu Zhenhan suddenly stood up from the saddle, his head hitting the top of the semi-closed saddle with a "thump".