Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 754 - 163 Friend or Foe_4

Chapter 754: Chapter 163 Friend or Foe_4

The Matron Mother You Yue’er and Prince Moore Benitez, who were standing in the same place as Helen Ning Yu, were praying anxiously. They were attempting to summon the Hell Black Dragon and Evil-eye Tyrant to aid them in battle with their thoughts. Dark magic is essentially a summoning type of magic, so if the Hell Black Dragon is willing to appear, it can immediately leap out to help through the Dark Barrier. Moore’s protector, the Evil-eye Tyrant, has the ability to tear through space. Although summoning these two major deities also has a probability issue, as long as one of these powerful deities appears here, they might be able to save their own lives!

As for how to explain this to their protectors afterwards, or whether they will be detected attempting to escape the underground and what terrible consequences that might trigger, such considerations had already been largely abandoned by these two fallen elves. Right now, they just wanted to figure out how to survive amidst the encirculating army of Warcraft.

The roar of the battle had already reverberated across the whole horizon!

The Six-winged Flame Demon’s high-speed dive came to an abrupt halt, its incantation of magic spells turned into a piercing shriek. After making an "8" shaped circle in the air, the Six-winged Flame Demon rapidly ascended to an even higher position, its black blood dispersed slowly by the wind. A wing, emanating faint flames, fell to the ground with a thud.

The Tide Lord Gerein, enveloped in a hazy magical glow, changed from a muddled state to a normal one. It loomed over the embankment; its huge transparent "wings of wind" undulating incessantly. Its long-tailed Bone Tail Hook, flickering with the fresh blood color of the Six-winged Flame Demon, extended. Ever since the Tide Lord lost a claw to a conflict, it had been at a great disadvantage in the confrontations between Super-level Warcrafts, but it compensated for this deficit with its cunning.

The damage inflicted by the poisonous tail hook further provoked the Six-winged Flame Demon. Two large beasts—one missing a claw, the other missing a wing, one shimmering with frost light, and the other bathed in raging flames—twisted and tumbled in the air, their clashing cold frost and surging flames creating a bizarre atmospheric phenomenon.

A Hell Black Dragon, flapping its pitch-black wings and a huge eye growing on a tentacle-like mass of flesh, broke through the space seam like a tear in paper and silently floated in a corner of the sky, quietly watching the fierce battles. There was no sign that it planned to step in nor leave.

At this point, the hearts of Prince Moore and the Matron Mother You Yue’er were cold. They had not expected that the summoning would actually be entirely successful, and the fierce battle among several super-level Warcrafts would certainly arouse suspicion from the Evil-eye Tyrant and the Hell Black Dragon. The two fallen elves were busy brainstorming how to explain the presence of two unfamiliar Super-level Warcrafts and a group Beamon on the Underground Continent and their conflict with the Flame Lord and Six-winged Flame Demon. If their plan to move to the surface is discovered by the Tyrant and Black Dragon, the end of Moore and Drow is near

The draconic roar of the Hell Black Dragon suddenly woke all the dream-wandering minds.

Two cloaked beauties appeared in the sky, roaring back at the Hell Black Dragon in the same majestic Dragon Language.

Not far away, Gerein and the Six-winged Flame Demon were engaged in a fierce battle. Moer also spread her wings and soared into the sky. Brilliant lightning and water arrows relentlessly targeted the Six-winged Flame Demon. Around her body, eight Death Overlord’s Black Shields were rotating like a carousel lamp.

Nobody could have imagined what would it mean for so many super-tier warcrafts to appear all at once, but almost everybody also did not have the time to consider or observe too closely. Left and right, the Warcraft armies, led by the Kui Niu and the Three-legged Golden Toad respectively, were already closing in. The Mage of Drow and Moore were divided into two forces. Surrounded by the warriors, they were trying their best to resist the onslaught of the warcraft. On the other hand, the frontal assault by thousands of Warcraft, led by the Ymir Minotaur, also clashed with the Crown Thorn Warriors led by Liu Shock.

The prelude to the battle between One Head and the Flame Lord had also begun. Fire elemental against fire elemental, magic against magic, everyone was afraid of the newly arrived Hell Black Dragon and Evil-eye Tyrant - not only was the Flame Lord apprehensive, so was Liu!

Although he did not want to reveal his cards so quickly, Liu finally resolutely brought out his two Golden Figures. Like steamrollers, they slowly crushed the waves of the Warcraft army. The mammoth heavy cavalry and militiamen, buoyed by various War Song Halos, followed the path cleared by the Golden Figures and continued to roll on.

No one knew what the outcome of this battle would be. The Evil-eye Tyrant and Hell Black Dragon weighed on their hearts like weighty measures, heavy and stifling.