Boiling Beast Bloodline -
Chapter 716 - 151: Allusion_2
Chapter 716: Chapter 151: Allusion_2
With the term ’nation-shaking beauty’ coming from an upscale background, if a Mink Clan Water Mink and Skade Cicada People were to have a union, their offspring would be just such a beauty... such a Diao Chan beauty! However, the Diao Chan beauties have traditionally been the inherited Saintesses of the Bimon Temple, so no ordinary people generally have a chance to touch. Indeed, equating one Diao Chan beauty to an entire city is just an exaggerated rhetoric used by biographers. Such old anecdotes can only be dug out by the underground elves who are still living tens of thousands of years in the past.
The term ’unparalleled beauty’ that Old Liu reciprocated to Prince Moore was actually a nickname for elven beauties from many years ago. Most elven beauties could be referred to as ’unparalleled’ due to their elegant demeanor and beautiful faces, but the ’generation’s paragon’ specifically refers to the dark elves. The Dark Elf queen that Old Liu encountered in the Ink Crystal Valley was the epitome of the generation’s beauty.
When it comes to matters of romance and beauty, Old Liu understands more than anyone. Not only does he have a good grasp of the Aegean Continent, but he also got to know about the beauties on the far east’s Silk Continent from Ning Yu. The term ’Silk Brimmed Grace’ refers particularly to two beauties on the Silk Continent: the shapely shell of the Clam Girl from the Mo Shao Clan earned her the ’Grace’ title while ’Silk Brimmed’ refers to another beauty residing in the Silkworm Wilderness of the Lei Zu Clan, Silk Women.
The two didn’t interact at first, but the moment they began talking, they found that they were not alone in their thinking. This instant connection made them feel a strong sense of intimacy.
"In reality, which race doesn’t have beautiful women? Even the most beautiful woman can become tiresome if you see her every day." Prince Moore uttered wistfully, "Our Moore Palace has a secret collection of stone slab portraits of beauties. In my opinion, the most beautiful amongst them is the Sparrow Beauty from your Bird Clan of Bimon within the Sparer Clan. Such splendor!"
"Brother, I sympathize with you!" Old Liu also lamented, "A woman that doesn’t change her image can indeed easily be seen as tiresome by a man. But it appears that I am luckier than you. Sparer Clan Sparrow Beauty? Ha-ha, that particular Bimon Clan went extinct ages ago, what beauty could that bird clan produce? Sparrow beauty? Her hair must be gray and dull, quite ugly. The Goldfinch beauty? Her body won’t be all that appealing."
"No, it’s a Peacock Beauty." Prince Moore shook his head, "What a pity, I had hoped to see a peacock beauty for myself on this trip to the surface. Tell me, your Sparer Clan’s Sparrow People, were they wiped out by the Green Party’s Mantis People?"
"No!" Liu Zhenhan looked at Prince Moore strangely, "The Sparer Sparrow Clan was annihilated during the Millennial War by Human Aero-Knights, why would you ask such a question?"
"I had read it in my ancestor’s notes. More than ten thousand years ago, the Green Party’s Mantis People, Skade Cicada People, and the Sparer’s Goldfinch people were mortal enemies. ’I hit you today, you hit me tomorrow’ kinda thing." Prince Moore said.
"Haha, it’s different now. The relationship between the Skade Clan and the Green Party is very harmonious now." Liu Zhenhan chuckled.
A thunderous bang disrupted the two’s conversation. Liu Zhenhan and Prince Benitez turned their heads to see the Forest Guardian, who had just walked into the temple with his head held high, now lay weak on the ground, near the temple steps. His leaf-like mane was dull and haggard, his green skin had completely dried up, and his large pupils had completely dilated.
Two zombie warriors wearing tattered armor stood at the dark entrance of the temple, indifferent, clapping their shriveled hands together.
"So soon?" Liu Zhenhan stared blankly at the Forest Guardian, noting that the Wax Melting Fiend, burning at the entrance of the temple, had only used up half of its body’s wax.
"For it to have held out this long during the ceremony is already impressive." With a complicated look in his eyes, Prince Moore glanced at the corpse of the fallen Forest Guardian on the ground, avoiding Liu Zhenhan’s gaze.
The zombie warriors beckoned to Liu Zhenhan with their raised arms, their sunken eyes fixed squarely on Old Liu.
"My turn." Taking a deep breath, Liu Zhenhan removed the parrot from his arms and Guoguo from his shoulder, throwing them into Prince Moore’s lap, "Please take care of them for me."
"We, the Moore, draw our power from blood. Protect yourself at all costs!" Prince Moore grabbed Liu Zhenhan’s arm, "I don’t know why you’re so confident, but I hope you make it out alive!"
Old Liu was genuinely moved by Prince Moore’s concern.
Although the Blood Elves pursued more potent powers through shortcuts, they were still creatures of wisdom. Regardless of how much they have changed fundamentally, they still needed friendship, love, and family. Annihilating their conscience does not mean that they’ve suppressed their human nature.
"Once this is over, lend me that collection of beauties on stone slabs from the Moore Palace." Liu requested.
"Sure." Prince Moore agreed heartily. He didn’t notice that Guoguo, that mischievous little creature, was slowly sneaking his small paw into Moore’s pocket.
"Idiot~" The parrot rolled his eyes and sneered at Prince Benitez.
As Benitez watched Liu Zhenhan’s retreating figure, he was completely oblivious to the parrot’s scoff. Fat Luo, Blackie, Iverson showed up with heaps of kebabs in their hands, wafting a strangely alluring aroma. The smell of the barbecued meat skewered with a honey glaze attracted Benitez’s attention.
"Bro, have a skewer." Prince Benitez said cheerfully, "What kind of meat is this? It smells delicious."
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