Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 715 - 151: Allusion_1

Chapter 715: Chapter 151: Allusion_1

The bloody Mirage Oysters and spiky sea-breasts had been the main course for Liu for the days that followed. He used to eat raw food during his jungle training, so for Liu, revisiting these memories was quite nostalgic. Therefore, several of the Trolls, which were the mounts for the Blood Elf Knights, vanished mysteriously in the following days. When the knights finally found their mounts, all the troll’s meat wings were gone.

"Who did it? Who the hell did it?" The Blood Elf Knights were cursing madly on the streets, almost driven to insanity. They just couldn’t comprehend how anyone could kill their Trolls silently without causing a fuss?

Old Liu and Prince Moore, each with a huge bunch of roasted meat skewers, ate until their mouths were greasy. They cheerfully waited for the eight Overlords to pray at the Spider Queen’s Rose Temple, in preparation for the start of the degradation ceremony.

Guoguo was eating so cutely, her tiny butt twisting, and throwing the wooden skewers everywhere. After having a bit of wine, her chubby cheeks turned rosy pink.

"Tasty! It’s extra crispy and finger-licking good!" Prince Moore, Benitez, chewed, and the meat skewer Beamon Overlord had given him made a satisfying crunching noise. The skewer was full of crispy meat, incredibly tasty when he chewed and coupled with a bag of fine wine, the prince almost swallowed his tongue.

Fat Luo and Iverson were staring at the prince with unblinking eyes.

"Hey Blackie! Blackie!" Iverson nudged Wei Heizi next to him. Wei Heizi’s biological clock was currently in hibernation mode, and he liked to catch some sleep when there was nothing important going on. Little Giant Iverson could only call out to him. Fat Luo standing there was just too tall. To draw his attention, he had to shout as if he were quarreling.

"What?" Wei Heizi’s face was still lingering with the dream of strawberries, bear cubs, and honey. He opened his eyes reluctantly and asked.

"Is it really that delicious?" Iverson asked cautiously.

"One for each, don’t you dare spit it out." Fat Luo squatted down holding three skewers of roasted meat, looking at Wei Heizi, who was frowning, and Iverson. He said, "Don’t waste it, this is elf barbecue."

The three of them, looking like they were biting into a double-layered greasy melon, made a sour face and took a tiny nip, just touching the food with the very tips of their teeth. Then their eyes met and turned nearly simultaneously to look at the Trolls not far away.

Greed was spreading.

"Let’s do it!" Wei Heizi shoved the skewer into his mouth and stood up rolling swiftly. His body fat jiggled - he didn’t look at all like he was in hibernation.

Prince Moore was currently immersed in the temptations of the delicacies, unaware that three pairs of evil eyes were coveting his Troll servants. The start of the degradation ceremony was announced amid the Overlords’ prayers, and a faint echo wafted from the grand and majestic temple. It sounded like a lament, yet also like sleep-talking. Dozens of young elf girls, sprinkling spices, escorted the Forest Guardian into the temple. Meanwhile, a series of divine sounds echoed from the Nest Farmer Temple in the north of the city.

A Drow Elf priest, his waist coiled with a snake whip, led a creature that looked melted like wax towards the bronze spider statue at the temple entrance. The slimy creature extended a finger oozing with wax. The priest ignited it with a flint.

"This is a Wax Melt Monster, according to the Drow, it’s a maid of the Spider Queen Rose. In my opinion, it’s just a creature that can transform randomly into others." Prince Benitez was chewing his skewer, saying, "The countdown has begun. If the ceremony is not completed before it fully melts and burns out, then it’s considered a failed ritual."

"Such gibberish!" Liu took a bite from his skewer, moving it from the left corner of his mouth to the right. The greasy stick was chewed out of shape by him. These Dark Elves assigned him to the second wave of substitutes, irritating Liu who was accustomed to being in the spotlight.

"That fellow is pretty sturdy." Prince Moore admired the silhouette of the Forest Guardian entering the temple.

"No need to envy. You Blood Elves can do it as well." Liu spat out the stick, looking at Prince Moore and saying, "It’s more effective to step back and weave a net to catch the fish rather than standing by the pond and longing for it."

"There’s nothing to envy." Prince Moore laughed, taking a big swig of wine. "The Elf Clan has countless beauties. Although, Beamon is quite conservative. You’re different from average Beamons." Prince Moore glanced at Liu while chewing his skewer, "Speaking of Elves being the Clan of Beauties, Beamon is even more universal, hmm ... ’Sinks Fish, Falls Geese’, ’Closes Moon, Shames Flower’, and also ’Overturns State, Overturns City’."

Liu finished his last skewer of roasted meat, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, took out a cigar and put it in his mouth. Hearing the Prince’s words, he was slightly taken aback for a moment, then understood the implication and muttered, "Obischillaci!"

The words spoken by Prince Moore were really antique. If it weren’t for the learned priest, no one would understand these implied comments... ’Sinks Fish’ refers to the beautiful snake-woman from the Medusa tribe. Rumors in the outside world say that her beauty can make fish sink to the bottom of the water, but in reality, the Medusa’s territory is underwater and the snake tribe’s special ability is the Petrification Spell. If a snake woman stares at a fish up close and uses her ability, that fish will definitely sink to the bottom. It has nothing to do with beauty; ’Falls Geese’ refers to the Swan woman from Smey Clan, which is also a rumour caused by the ’Sky Banning Song’ of the Smey Clan. The ’Sky Banning Song’ can make not only geese but also Eagle Falcons fall. It’s unrelated to beauty; ’Closes Moon’ refers to the Fox woman from the Fox Tribe. This is even more ridiculous. Fox women have a habit of burning incense and worshipping the moon every full moon and new moon. This is just a tribal custom, and if the moon is occasionally covered by clouds, that is normal; and ’Shames Flower’ refers to the Butterfly beauty from Yufrey tribe. The butterfly tribe likes to plant and tend flowers. A red flower blooming should not be blamed on the flower for being shy, right?