Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 659 - 139 - The Great Fallen Chain_1

Chapter 659: Chapter 139 - The Great Fallen Chain_1

"Chemistry", a profound proposition and course, has always been studied by the witches among the humans. These witches, who love to hug crystal balls and ride Santana 2000 flying brooms, are most fond of secretly tinkering with potions of strange uses. The principle of slaked lime boiling when encountering water was also worked out by these witches.

Most of the people in Flame Mountain Valley do not know that marble chalk, or lime, has such a use. Even some of the more knowledgeable people definitely did not expect this large-scale lime cooking to be so domineering and terrifying.

Although they had a clear understanding of the process of boiling lime, there were still a few questions that persisted in Liu Zhenhan’s mind that he simply could not comprehend.

"How did they stew it all in one pot?" Liu Zhenhan mumbled to himself. His stubborn mind just couldn’t figure it out -- although the Difeng Giant had scattered chalk powder before the formation was activated, no matter how thickly the lime was laid, there was always a limit, right? Liu had done some lime cooking before, digging a large hole and stewing the lime in it. Liu Zhenhan had tasted an egg cooked in lime water, it was not very good, it left a chalky aftertaste.

The slaked lime scattered in this valley was more than enough to track the enemy’s footprints, but the quantity seemed too small for causing a scene. Even though slaked lime heated and boiled when it encountered the water, it was exposed to heavy rain and thousands of trampling feet, which would definitely have lowered the temperature. Liu Zhenhan could understand minor burns, but it seemed outrageous to kill so many people all at once.

The heavy rain continued to pour, casting doubt on everyone’s mind. Several girls ran far away after just a glance at the gruesome scene of corpses. The facial expressions of the two Scepter Shamans and the other Bimon warriors were convulsed for a good while, and their throats were all moving rhythmically, giving the impression that their mouths were flooding.

If you hadn’t personally witnessed such a scene, you couldn’t imagine how terrible it was. Liu Zhenhan had seen more than all the people here combined, but even then, the scene wrought by two and half points of base number bombing was much more comfortable than what he was witnessing now. At least what you don’t see doesn’t hurt, right?

The firewall made by the heavy artillery left no remains, but today was different, you simply couldn’t avoid looking!

"Luck!" Liu Zhenhan swallowed hard, his heart pounding.

Flame Mountain Valley is an extinct volcano’s vent. After thousands of years of burial by wind and dust, the terrain still belongs to a pseudo-flat concavity type. Unless a flood occurs, it’s hard to notice. Now, once rainwater accumulates, it shows that the terrain here is like a flat frying pan, slightly higher on the two ends and lower in the middle.

As the saying goes, ’water flows downwards.’ If Liu Zhenhan’s side was not on a high slope but in a depression, the boiling lime water would definitely have stewed most of the Bimon militiamen here during the battle into a pot of half-cooked random stew!

Even though the terrain was favorable, the continuous and abundant rainwater still accumulated up to Liu Zhenhan’s anklet on the ground around him. A cold and hot current alternately flowed through from the parapet built by the bodies, washing Liu Zhenhan’s feet. Sensing the potential danger, the Water Repelling Dragon Bead instantly adjusted the energy field to its best state, and the water around it seemed to suddenly face the supreme Bible recorded in the human Saint Paul Church. It "flooded" all around and parted, as if held up by an invisible glass shield, and the rainwater falling from the sky flowed down slowly along an invisible arc roof.

After all, it was the most valuable asset for Liu to start with. This spiritual treasure, the Dragon Bead, never rejected Liu Zhenhan’s daily actions like drinking water, lighting cigarettes, and so on. But once it encountered a potential threat, their reactions were almost as coordinated and swift as Liu Zhenhan’s instant reactions - very human-friendly.

Militiamen immediately crowded in to avoid the rain.

The Water Repelling Dragon Bead, after all, wasn’t invincible. It could ward off water flow, but couldn’t block other things.

Liu instinctively grabbed it. Looking at it in his hand, damn it! It was actually a fish that weighed about a pound. Half of its head and body were battered, but it was definitely an underground fish, with a pair of catfish whiskers. The transparent body had two black lines without eyes or scales, chubby like a spindle.

It’s raining but how is it raining fish? Liu Zhenhan and a group of militiamen were dumbfounded, looking at the dead fish in his hand. Liu Zhenhan looked up at the sky again, and the curtain of rain in the sky was still so dense.

"I wonder if it could rain gold coins?" said Liu Zhenhan.

Upon hearing these words, the militiamen all squinted their eyes and looked up to the sky, their expressions excited.

They waited for a long time, but there was no sign of gold coins. The Antelope Warriors standing not too far away were almost hit by something again. When they picked it up, it turned out to be a palm-sized Underground River Fish Flea. This fish flea had a lot of tentacles and a pot-like shell on its back. Liu Zhenhan looked at it in his hand three times to be sure, and was certain that he recognized it correctly. When they had just moved to the underground, the hippo poet had fished a lot of such underground river fish and Underground River Fish Fleas from a small river, they were very delicious.