Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 686 - 143: The Heart of the Giant_4

Chapter 686: Chapter 143: The Heart of the Giant_4

The Difeng giants and antelope warriors from Lava Valley were clearly well aware of the fierce battle that took place in Flame Mountain Valley through Xiao Cui’s accounts. Especially today, they witnessed firsthand the legendary hero turning the tide. Their admiration for him was noticeably expressed through their gazes. Especially the dwarf, who just now had the flametorch in his hand, he was full of adoration as he constantly asked questions, eager to learn more.

This dwarf was the famous "Napoleon" that Liu Zhenhan had long heard about. Known as "Napoleon–The Giant" and referred to as Iverson, he was the only anomaly among the four great Difeng Giant Valleys in the Furious Flame Continent. At 340 years old, he would be considered extremely old among most races in this realm, but for the Difeng giants, whose lifespan extends to 2,000 years, his age was as energetic and vibrant as fresh lava spewing from a volcano—symbolizing youth, tendency towards adventure, and aspiration to become a hero. Iverson had made a significant contribution this time, holding the rear in the midst of black smoke and rescuing the last Tauren woman, embodying the spirit of a knight.

Liu Zhenhan noticed that Napoleonic Giant Iverson’s weapon was not a longsword, but consisted of two dark golden handles embedded in his belt, resembling flashlights. Iverson showcased his high-end flame power to the overlord. With a slight gathering of divine power, a straight flame like the shape of a sword sprouted from the two dark golden handles. The flame danced like a serpent writhing up and down, and with the two longswords in hand, Iverson’s expression changed into an arrogant one. His eyes occasionally flashed with meaningful glances.

By the side, a proud Difeng giant explained the prowess of the Napoleonic giant: When his flame sword comes into contact with an enemy, he could not only launch small flaming meteors leveraging his natural divine power, but also injure enemies by splattering sparks. Additionally, the high temperature of his flames could completely incinerate the opponent’s weapons.

The habitual starting position of Iverson’s sword brought a knowing smile to Rodman’s face. This sword technique was obviously the double-handed unifying sword technique of the goblin soldiers. More than ten thousand years ago, goblin traders traveled to the underground region and established an excellent relationship with the Difeng giants. They not only studied mechanical Gaocen and giants together but also taught them their double-handed striking sword techniques.

"Which hand do you specialize in?" Fat Luo asked Iverson, using the wording specific to those practicing goblin combo swordplay. These swordsmen would typically specialize in one hand to focus on studying the "sword drawing technique."

"Left hand." A hint of surprise flashed in Iverson’s eyes as he answered Fat Luo’s question honestly. After glancing at Fat Luo’s golden steel saber, he reciprocated the question, "What about you?"

Feeling slightly embarrassed, Fat Lou pointed to his nose.

"Bull." Iverson looked at Fat Luo’s nose enviously, then touched his own—as if regretting that he himself didn’t have a longer nose.

Liu Zhenhan was thoroughly amused hearing this. How could he not recruit such a promising young expert as his personal bodyguard! After suffering a setback from the grey dwarf soldiers, Liu Zhenhan had been planning to find a slightly shorter warrior to serve as a shield for him. Napoleon, the dual-cultivator of magic and martial arts, was also a Sword Chant. How could Liu not like him!

The Difeng Giants quickly agreed to the overlord’s enlistment. From the detailed analysis of the nuanced language of the chieftain of the Lava Valley giants, it seemed that this small giant had brought many headaches to the other Difeng giants—going by the average height of the Difeng giants, the height of Napoleon, the giant, was nearly the same as the size of their ’downtime’.

After Xiao Cui’s explanation, the Difeng giants also understood a truth—that in the presence of the Feilengcui Lord, who owned several magic teleportation arrays, the distance between the underground and the surface was no longer too far. As long as they wanted to return to the underground, it was only a matter of a blink of an eye. Although this concept was hard to comprehend at first, the Difeng giants accepted the fact.

In addition to this, the reason the chieftain allowed Iverson to follow this great Shah to see the world was due to Napoleon Being the only Difeng giant that was not averse to water. Outside of him, no other Difeng giant was fit to venture onto the surface, where rain was dense.

After the conversation with Prince Moore, Liu Zhenhan was plunged into a quandary. He wanted to occupy the entire underground continent, but felt his abilities were too lacking. However, he also couldn’t bear to give up on occupying this backyard that served as a strategic buffer.

But now, his worries were completely gone because he had recouped his capital. Iverson alone was enough to make the trip worthwhile. Given the high maneuverability provided by the space ring and the firebird, Liu, the local officer, could implement the frog jump tactics at any place. In a tight spot, he could just stir up the underground to become a mess.

The only thing Liu Zhenhan doesn’t understand now is what Mourinho, the Chief Shah, has been doing by staying in the Drow Elves’ kingdom and not coming back. When it came to Chief Shah safety, Liu Zhenhan wasn’t worried at all. While there were those under heaven wishing to kill the main Shah from the midst of the two super-level Warcraft—a phoenix and a swan—none of them would appear in the underground.

The external Drow Elves army was still harassing them mildly. Presumably, they believed that due to the recent firefighting efforts, the water supply here was almost exhausted, and it was now a matter of time.

Seeing the battle progressing as he had foreseen, Liu Zhenhan left everyone to keep a watch on the mountain cave. The mahjong was divided into three shifts, while he was relentlessly leading all the Difeng giants from Lava Valley back to Flame Mountain Valley. As both the tribes rarely met, they quickly got along until Liu Zhenhan reminded them of their task—to assist in repairing the Golden Figures. Only then, reluctantly, did the troop of victorious Difeng giants separate.

The Golden Figures were not mechanically driven. Liu Zhenhan wasn’t so sure about Yangkele’s claims of being able to repair Gaocen. After all, the things from the Far Eastern Silk Continent were quite different from those of the Aegean Continent. Dead Haus was being treated to become alive Haus. Whether the Golden Figures could be repaired or not was not of much concern. The true intent for gathering these Difeng giants here was the Gaocen.

"Starting today, even if the sky falls, the production of the Gaocen must not stop." Liu Zhenhan stared at the Gaocen design carved into the stone tablet for a long time before finally uttering these words.

Countless data and dimensions were densely spread all over the tablet, and the central part showed a spider-shaped mechanical creature with a detailed schematic. An eight-legged spider could be said to be the most scientific balanced structure. It seemed that the goblin designers in ancient times paid great attention to the study of biomimetics.

This steel monster had a pair of foldable pruning oil saws which were as sharp as knives. It was said that when the goblins designed it, it was merely used for logging.

The earliest invention of gunpowder was for use in firecrackers. Liu Zhenhan mused.

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