Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 520 - 111: A Friend Comes from Afar_4

Chapter 520: Chapter 111: A Friend Comes from Afar_4

"Night Pearls are not necessarily round, Richard’s Night Pearl, there won’t be a second one like it in this world," Moer pouted.

Not only Night Pearls, many things in this world are unique. Liu Zhenhan couldn’t help but laugh bitterly.

Within a few short days, he had lost many things, not only his arm but also Avril.

Liu Zhenhan knew that when he set foot on Feilengcui again, the days when he shouted "What does it have to do with me!" on the wild plains to the howling winds would be gone forever.

With the rotation of twenty sperm whales pulling, five giant rafts arrived back at the shoreline on the afternoon of the fifth day. The same beach, the same goddess half-buried in the gravel holding a torch and code.

The Worm People behaved very constrained. Their faces expressed more confusion and panic. A thousand years is too long. Although the Worm People of Beamon reminisced countless times in their dreams about what their ancestral homeland looked like, when it actually happened, most of the Worm People showed an instinctive fear and recoiling towards their unknown fate.

The Skade Clan’s prophets are good at predicting the destinies of others, but they have lost sight of their own destiny.

Moer seemed even more melancholy. After releasing King Beckenbauer of the Mermaid Kingdom, Moer sang a song that Liu Zhenhan found familiar. After the heavenly singing, the twenty sperm whales that had returned to the sea rushed to the beach together and stranded on the sand.

It seemed... King Beckenbauer took a glance back in the tide.

"I wonder if this will be my last time singing the Tide-Attracting Charm Song?" Moer leaned against Liu Zhenhan’s chest and asked softly.

"When you sing this song next time, it will be from within your own body", Liu Zhenhan said.

Since the Skade and Yufrey people could fly, it was much faster for them to cross the wasteland than Liu Zhenhan and Helen did at that time. They returned to Feilengcui in only three days. During this period, Gerein and Yitiao, even the two super-level Warcrafts taking turns carrying the big fellow Figo, found it unbearable.

Two Fairy Dragons returned a day earlier. So when Old Liu brought the butterfly people and cicada people back to Feilengcui, they saw all the citizens of Feilengcui gathered on the hilltop. The banner hanged out by the fifty-two-blade-tall Ice City made many butterfly people and cicada people’s eyes turned into the jubilant Sanggan River.

"A thousand years is too long, we need to cherish every moment."

"In the past, homesickness was a long strait, we on this side, you on that side; now, homesickness is a cup of intoxicating rum, we take a sip, you take a sip."

"Welcome home!"

The banner of the Goblin representatives from Sydney City was quite unique.

Written on their banner was, "We are the Beamon Moss Clan mice."

The four Mantis Monks were the most excited. The usually taciturn monks, this time seemed to have endless words, expressing unspoken feelings in their hearts. According to last year’s census in the Bimon Kingdom, the only remaining bug clan, the Green Party’s Mantis People, numbered only over a hundred, on the verge of extinction; suddenly, their same kind appeared, how could the Mantis Monks, with their pure and simple hearts, not go crazy?

All the butterfly people and cicada people threw themselves down in front of the Red Earth Highland, picking up handfuls of red soil and kissing it with passion, as if they couldn’t get enough of it.

They loudly praised the God of War, singing the "Song of the Ions" that had been passed down among the Bug Clan overseas for a thousand years.

"Do you know Beamon is my true name~~

I’ve been away from your cradle for too long, Mother~~

But what they captured was my body~~

You still hold my soul within you~~

The Mount Hyjal that I’ve been dreaming of for a thousand years~~

The sorrowful song was accompanied by the tears of the Bug Clan, only this time, the tears were no longer of sadness. Together with the songs of joy, they sprinkled every corner of the city of Feilengcui.

Hugs, greetings, and conversations lasted until dawn when all the Beamons finally ended their poignant reminiscences, as the Hobbit Halfling chefs had prepared the finest banquet. Out of respect for the dietary habits of the Bug Clan, this banquet was mainly based on fruits and vegetables. To find the best Immortal Fruits, the two Fairy Dragons even personally went to the Saline-alkali Forest yesterday.

The top of the Red Earth Highland of Feilengcui, several times wider than a sports field, was filled with bamboo tables that were obviously made in a hurry. The endless stream of dishes were continuously brought to the table by boys and girls. Large piles of bonfires were lit, driving away the cold and darkness, and the piles of Night Pearls shimmering with light.

Compared to Liu Zhenhan’s Night Luminescent Dragon Pearl, these Night Pearls were like fireflies compared to the sun.

After rushing Gerein to sleep soundly in the cabin below, arranging accommodations for the Bug Clan, and dealing with all kinds of matters, Liu Zhenhan suddenly realized that everyone was here. Even the several Scepter Shamans had not left, Rovi was here too, the Wolf Cavalry all returned. The two who were missing were Gortani and Helen, and he still hadn’t seen them come to bid him a warm welcome.

"It’s a bit incredible," Old Liu felt it was a bit inappropriate.

It had to be said that Old Liu always had a bit of confidence in his own charm.

Only after asking General Pan did he know that five days ago, the scouts of the Northeast Province Army had just been there. They were prepared to join the war, but they didn’t catch up with the battle. According to the scout, there was a high-ranking person who was going to inspect Feilengcui. Helen and Gortani left a few days ago to meet them, and according to the number of days, they should be back soon.