Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 784 - 171 Battle_3

Chapter 784: Chapter 171 Battle_3

"Damn it!" One fell weakly to the ground, panting heavily. He tore off a piece of Liu Zhenhan’s pants and used it to cover his chest. He spat out two mouthfuls of fresh blood and glared resentfully at the Evil-eye Tyrant in the sky. "This dude is tough, I’ve never seen anyone else who dares to risk his life like him!"

"You were the first I planned to destroy." The gigantic eye of the Evil-eye Tyrant also stared at One. It couldn’t conceal its admiration. The beak-like sword in its massive mouth was spit out. "I initially thought I could defeat you at the cost of just one tentacle, but to my surprise, having fought against the Flame Emperor once, you still possess such formidable strength. It cost me three tentacles!"

"What just happened when I suddenly felt dizzy?" One gasped for breath, his hand on his chest.

"Although mind control is my special ability, controlling a strong being like you so easily is absolutely impossible. Hence, I chose mental shock—all I needed was one moment of your confusion." The Evil-eye Tyrant laughed wildly, its flesh-like body bouncing about in the sky.

Liu Zhenhan could only force a smile as this guy clearly understood from the beginning that it would rather they both get injured than surrender. The enemy was clearly prepared to harm them both—it was indeed a true rogue!

Such an opponent is also the most difficult to handle. Its actions imply that it has a well-thought-out strategy.

"What are you still standing around for!" The Overlord roared at the group of mages and Scepter Shamans who were standing beside him motionless.

Red, orange, yellow, green, cyan, blue, and purple—the sky was immediately filled with bands of various enchanting colors.

The Evil-eye Tyrant, with its remaining nine tentacles, switched to normal combat methods. It engaged in a magical crossfire with the mages and shamans on the ground. The magic attacks of the Evil-eye Tyrant were quite unique. Every "Neon Beam" that was fired from its tentacles not only possessed elemental attack power, but also carried different negative energy auras. Four mages, two Scepter Shamans with their magical pets, and two Archers were evenly matched with it. They even seemed to have gained the upper hand.

The mages were all somewhat surprised by the strength of the Evil-eye Tyrant. On second thought, they assumed that One had heavily injured it and Moer, the nine-ring magic master, was present to keep it in check. This encouraging thought increased their attack rate... defeating a Magical Beast king would give them bragging rights for a lifetime.

In urgent distress, Liu Zhenhan summoned his ring spirit pet, Gerein, to help. However, the instructions he issued were like stones sinking into the sea--the Ring Spirit, if excessively exhausted, will automatically return to the "Death Lord Ring" and fall into a slumber. Right now, the Tide Lord Ring Spirit was in this state.

The ghost Xu Dela did come out to help. The nine frosty auras released didn’t provide much help, but they did manage to hold the line.

The two Fairy Dragons stayed an hundred yards away from the Evil-eye Tyrant on its left side, not daring to move any closer. When the mages began their follow-up attacks, Ning Yu created illusions of twenty Fairy Dragons in hopes of confusing the Evil-eye Tyrant and providing Daisy and Ruona an opportunity to sneak attack. However, this Evil-eye Tyrant was not so easily fooled. When the twenty-two real and false Fairy Dragons were preparing to appear around the Evil-eye Tyrant from all sides, two of its tentacles extended like vines, growing to nearly a hundred meters long. They whipped out two arcs in the air, taking in a range of nearly hundred yards around it. At the tip of the elongated tentacles was a pair of bulging eyes moving like snakes, forming bright, crackling whip flowers in the air.

Daisy, stubborn as she was, tried to rush forward, only to be struck by a tentacle whip. Although she teleported quickly, she was still brushed on the chest. Daisy, as the Dragon Clan who loved to collect treasures the most, wore a cloak made of ancient fire silk which was as durable as steel. When she was ambushed by the "Element Poison Needle" of the Fei Wenli Python on Razor Mountain, it was this fire silk cloak that had blocked the poisonous needle for her. However today, even a slight rubbing against the tentacle whip of the Evil-eye Tyrant reduced her cloak to butterfly-like fragments, leaving only the soft leather armor underneath.

Daisy felt suffocated after being smacked by the whip, and she broke out in a cold sweat. She didn’t dare to move any further forward. Ruona’s forehead was damp with tiny beads of sweat. She was on the verge of insanity. The "Dream of Emerald" had been issued, but the magical beast she summoned for help had yet to arrive.

Liu Zhenhan, holding his Firegun, felt increasingly uneasy as he watched the situation unfold. The Evil-eye Tyrant extended two of its tentacles into long whips to fend off the Fairy Dragons, while its remaining seven tentacles continued to battle the mages and magic pets. Its seven Beam attacks always maintained a suitable frequency, preventing the mages and magical pets’ attacks from breaching its defenses and achieving victory... As an observer, Liu realized a serious problem with his unique battle instinct... from the very beginning, even when it hadn’t extended two of its tentacles to defend against the Fairy Dragons, the attack frequency was the same!