Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 778 - 170: Either You Die or I Perish_1

As expected, it wasn’t too bad. This beam was blue. After taking a hit, he grimaced in pain. Not only were his internal organs filled with an intense burning sensation, but this beam also carried a "gravity augmentation", a negative attribute which made him feel as if his legs were weighed down like lead.

The Evil-eye Tyrant has twelve individual tentacles and a primary eye that can control the minds of others. At just over one third of his combat power, it proved to be a formidable opponent for the magical beast - a first of its kind.

"You want to use the rush of ’Heart’s Blood’ to gain my blood, then use ’Blood Pact’ to make us allies, and use curses to bind both sides from injuring each other?" The Evil-eye Tyrant’s voice was calm: "Hehe, why are you so cautious of me?"

""Why," you ask?"" Liu Zhenghan sternly glared at Prince Moore riding atop the troll bat, laughing coldly, "Now isn’t it time you honestly explained why you so generously helped me draw the essence of the Six-winged Flame Demon’s blood? What exactly are you planning? If you want to fight, just say the word, I guarantee I’ll accompany you!"

"That’s purely because Wolf is paying his New Year’s visit to Chekin. It’s clear he has no good intentions..." His face flushed with rage, he couldn’t help but laugh coldly.

In just a short confrontation, starting from when Liu Zhenghan and the others began to move, the troops swiftly deployed into position. Within a blink of an eye, a large swath of the battlefield was left empty, leaving only a few key players with elemental attack capabilities: the Feilengcui Mage Group, Moer, Helen, the two Pier priests, and two Fairy Dragons. Gortani has the "Sky Banning Song", the nun’s "Holy Purification" is highly effective in removing various negative effects, Ning Yu stays as an Illusionist distraction, Nedved and Xiao Cui are divine archers. Even the "Thousand-Mile Horse" stayed to help, leaving nobody behind that could lend a hand.

The atmosphere instantly grew tense. The Evil-eye Tyrant might not have expected the opponent’s movements to be so swift. Suddenly losing a large number of troops, he was plainly taken aback, and a look of surprise could not be concealed in his massive eye.

"May I say a few words?" Prince Moore in the sky, who had been silent all along, couldn’t help but interrupt.

Both the Evil-eye Tyrant and Liu Zhenghan simultaneously turned their gazes towards the Prince of Benitez.

"Richard, you have been studying Blood Magic without the guidance of a professional tutor. The Magic Book is merely a record of common knowledge on magic cultivation. You have overlooked many taboos that are not recorded in the Magic Book." Prince Moore, riding on the troll bat, hung his head, a gloomy look on his face. "Each rank of Blood Mages has a shield around their neck that represents their power level. Below the advanced level is the ’Light Shield’, at the mage class level is the ’Comet’, at the Magic Tutor level is the "Sun and Moon Wheel", and at the Saint Chiao Mage level is the ’Force Lines’. To discern the level of a blood mage, one merely needs to observe the external features..."

"That’s no secret." Liu Zhenghan also has many secret opinions about the magical shields that revolve around the Blood Mages. It’s like a label against counterfeiting, impossible to fake, but it also eliminates the stealth that a mage would ordinarily possess.

"Listen to me, Richard." Prince Moore’s eyes were full of regret. "What you don’t know is, once a Blood Mage reaches the level of advanced mage, they can ’metabolize’ their surface shield into a camouflage type light shield. That is to say, a blood mage above mage class level can disguise themselves as a Magic Apprentice. Since you have learned Royal Heritage of the ancient magic book, the ’Metabolism technique,’ a new spell developed later wasn’t recorded in the ancient book. The most important thing is that you have directly skipped the high-level mage rank, and reached the mage class level. Because your foundation is now deep, even if we teach you the ’Metabolism technique’ now, you will no longer be able to disguise your surface shield."

"What does this have to do with His Majesty, the Evil-eye Tyrant?" Liu Zhenghan squinted his eyes, smelling something fishy. "Did letting it see my magic level bring me some kind of disaster? Or maybe His Majesty the Tyrant doesn’t want a talent who surpasses a high-level mage to appear among the Blood Mages? Well...that’s possible. If a Magic Tutor appears, it might be able to match it."

"As if a mere Blood Mage tutor could compare to the great Evil-eye Tyrant! Richard, let me tell you a simple piece of knowledge about Blood Magic that you’ve been wanting to know - among all the magic in our world, the Blood Magic of Moore is second to none in terms of simplicity and speed of elemental power growth, even other fallen magic cannot compare." Prince Benitez fixed his gaze on Liu, his eyes bright. "But there’s no such thing as a free lunch in this world, and what’s borrowed must be repaid. The elemental balance of this world will never favor any magic. Isn’t there a saying in Beamon... ’A grazed mound will turn green again, but the bones of the livestock will soon be thrown elsewhere’, right?"