Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 621 - 131 Encounter with Misfortune_4

Chapter 621: Chapter 131 Encounter with Misfortune_4

Lord immediately sprinted to the rear of the line, with him the panda warrior and two imperial guards. The rest of the militia adeptly formed a battle array at the front of the line to guard against a flank attack.

One Tauren roar after another shook the desert. By the time Liu Zhenhan arrived at the rear of the team, a Tauren’s body lay on the ground. His strong neck had an eye-catching wound with a faint redness around it. No blood spilled, and his huge body had seemingly deflated, giving the illusion of skin over bones.

A group of Tauren warriors surrounded him, clutching their mushroom-torch with squeaks. A young Tauren woman lay on the Tauren warrior, cried twice, and then fainted.

Liu Zhenhan recognized this Antelope Warrior, a Tauren young man named Robinson. Just a while ago, he had consulted himself about how to use joint attacks in combat. He was a very smart Tauren warrior, sporting a pair of spiraling white antelope horns. If he were on the surface, he could indeed become a qualified shaman. Becoming a shaman was subject to stringent conditions for Tauren, one of which was to own a pair of pure black or white bull horns, symbols of the brightest and wisest of the Tauren.

"Who did it?" Liu Zhenhan immediately threw a Life Chain Scroll and turned to ask Duncan.

"A Prehistoric Flea, it was a Prehistoric Flea!" Duncan’s face twisted, "Robinson was the last one. We just heard a gust of wind, and when we turned back, Robinson had fallen, a Prehistoric Flea had just jumped off him after sucking his blood."

There were intermittent calls for the Witch Doctor and the Monks.

"Damn it!" Liu Zhenhan looked up at the pitch-black sky where he couldn’t spot any silhouette.

"Xiao Cui reacted quickly and jumped onto the back of that flea! These Prehistoric Fleas can spring up to two thousand yards into the air, we don’t know about Xiao Cui’s situation now....." Duncan’s voice grew lesser and lesser.

"Obischillaci!" Liu Zhenhan gritted his teeth and squeezed out a word, just as he was about to summon an air strike, an unexpected shadow fell on his head.

Liu Zhenhan instinctively threw a backhand, feeling something light, and an object "clattered" on the ground, splashing Duncan with blood. Liu saw that it was a huge bug, the size of a Larza Beast, with eight whiskers as thick as fingers. Its body was greyish-white, bulging with bloody red color, its stomach facing upwards, its entire body glossy. It had a protruding head with two azure eyes and two mouths. One mouth had a half-inch-long hollow spike, and the other was at the throat, from where blood was gushing out – clearly, the second mouth had been cut open.

The big round bug twitched on the ground for a while, then didn’t move anymore.

"Where is Xiao Cui?" Liu Zhenhan craned his neck to look for a long time.

The Drow Elf slowly descended as if a falling leaf, stood in front of Liu Zhenhan, with a scimitar in his left hand, and the last drop of blood slipped from its smooth blade.

"Glad you’re okay." Liu Zhenhan gave Drow a strong hug. He remembered Xiao Cui’s skill "Magnetic Levitation Technique," a unique technique of Dark Elves.

"What a vicious beast! It cunningly picked the last one to attack under the cover of darkness!" Nedved looked at the Prehistoric Flea on the ground for a moment, then finally said.

"Although this flea is large, it weighs less than a pound. It doesn’t make any noise when it lands. In the dark, there’s nothing more treacherous than it." Duncan’s face turned from green to white: "Even the best blind fighting skills won’t work on it."

"It’s okay, it’s okay. Robinson lost a lot of blood instantaneously, but his physique is not bad. Which of you ladies can donate some blood to him?" Greenland Monk Owen stood up from the Antelope Warrior’s side and looked around.

"We need to cooperate!" Another Greenland Monk, Morphy, deliberately emphasized his tone.

"I’ll do it!" Xiao Cui immediately stood up.

"We’ll do it too!" A bunch of Antelope Warriors also stood up.

Guoguo was sitting on Liu’s shoulder, her arms stretching longer than anyone else’s, she pouted her lips and stared at others fiercely.

"Get out of the way!" Greenland Monk Owen smiled and pinched Drow’s face.

"I’ll do it!" Moer immediately stood up.

"We’ll do it too!" Daisy and Ruona drifted over too.

"How could this be..." A group of Tauren women hurriedly pulled the three noble ladies aside. The two Fairy Dragons were part of the Dragon Clan, and they were as powerful as ordinary human men, but compared to the strength of these Antelope Warrior women, they were like children. They were forcibly pushed aside.

Xiao Cui watched anxiously as a Mantis Monk was chanting a "prayer" and pressing his hand on a Tauren woman’s belly. Another monk poked a needle into the Tauren woman’s middle finger and a hole in the Antelope Warrior’s left middle finger, and tightly held the two fingers together.

"We are Monks, there’s nothing to be embarrassed about." The two Greenland Monks smiled at the somewhat shy Tauren women.

"If a woman got hurt, how would you perform the blood transfusion?" The Drow Elf curiously watched the two monks with her purple eyes.

"Same." The Mantis Monk said without raising his head.

"Isn’t the blood type going to make a difference?" Liu Zhenhan was also a bit curious.

"All the transfused blood is converted into the same blood type....I can’t explain it clearly right now." Monk Owen continued to talk, without stopping his hands.

"Much better than the Witch Doctor....."

"Yeah, yeah....."

"Also don’t look at who the follower is....."

"Exactly....."

The surrounding Tauren murmured. Hearing these voices, Liu immediately puffed up his chest, looking around with pride and a sense of importance.

"Boss, can I pull its tendons out? The leg tendons of a Prehistoric Flea are the best material for bowstrings." Nedved pointed to the flea on the ground and said to his boss, taking out a dagger from his hand.

Before Liu Zhenhan could respond, he felt Ning Yu gently tugging at his robe from behind.

Suddenly, there was an eerie silence all around.

"Weren’t you staying in the front of the line? How did you end up in the rear....." Liu Zhenhan suddenly turned around.

A crude lamp lit up his face, and Liu squinted his eyes.

"Sugarcane! You Black Rhino Taurens are too audacious!" Liu Zhenhan growled, and all the Taurens immediately fell silent. Elder Tang Jin faced the star robe priest, who was glaring at him, like a sweat-soaked cow.

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