Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 877 - 200: No Fierce Dragon Can Cross the River

Chapter 877: Chapter 200: No Fierce Dragon Can Cross the River

Not only the chief priest of the swans but most of the watching priests had already discerned the stronger from the weaker.

Leaving aside whether this prince could defeat the agile Piegel priest, just considering the constraints of dueling a priest, Prince Richard had no chance of winning at all. To challenge a priest was to simultaneously challenge the priest’s followers and Magical Beast..............................This was a dueling convention set by the kingdom to protect its scarce priests.

Of course, under the god of war, everything was just. If a duel were indeed to happen, the number of followers a priest could bring to the fight, like the third cycle of the Olympiad, could only be up to fourteen people.

The followers of priest Richard in the Star Robe, even the Beamon with eyes, had already witnessed their prowess. Just moments ago, four to five hundred professional soldiers of the "Whip of the War God" and over a hundred Rhine Tribe Lionmen and Garfield Clan vassals, in a restrained confrontation without lethal weapons, this militia moved so methodically and with such synergy that within a few minutes of engagement, they managed to charge twice. Led by a bunch of hippo poets swinging their shields, the Mastiff People fighters swung their clubs to clear a human alley; the leading high-level warriors were outrageously fierce, that one whale warrior, who had somehow found his way onto land, even lifted a yak mount and smashed it onto the heads of the robust men of the "Whip of the War God" battalion. How could this simply be some ragtag team!

The cleverer priests also caught sight of another scene.....................- Beneath priest Richard of the Star Robes, there was also a human nun, two human Mages, an Elf Mage, and a Drow archer who were all puffing and glaring with rolled eyes.

The birth rate of a Mage compared to that of a Beamon priest is even rarer. Having a Mage as a follower, let alone in the Bimon Kingdom of the Magic Wasteland, even in human realms, represented something very prestigious.

It seemed that the Drow archer had also brought a black panther, which surely indicated a "Jungle Hunter" proficient in both magic and martial arts.

If Prince His Highness were to duel with this priest under such a military arrangement, it would simply be sending him to his death.

"Nonsense! Richard! Stop right now!" Those involved are blinded, while bystanders see clearly. Faced with such a situation, even Prince Kahn couldn’t help but reprimand Prince Richard angrily. Subsequently, Prince Lionheart turned to the Pope with a gentle plea, "Bishop Brut, I hope you can see reason. Prince Richard might be overly berserk and appears to have lost his rationality. As a well-cultured Prince, he surely means no disrespect to the divine authority."

A Rhine Tribe Lionman quickly removed his cloak and wrapped it around Prince Richard, whose face was extremely distorted, staring deathly at the shocking situation, unmovable no matter how the Lionman tugged.

"I will kill you! Pick up my glove! You cursed, despicable, cowardly Piegel!" Prince Richard removed his only intact glove and slammed it onto the ground.

A great uproar ensued.

According to the customs of the Bimon Kingdom, once the glove was thrown, it signified that the challenge issued in the name of the war god was officially in effect. Anyone who backed down at this point would be forever despised.

Prince His Highness’s stubbornness allowed others to witness it firsthand.

A flash of indignation passed through Prince Kahn’s eyes, but Prince Lionheart immediately signaled his deputy with his eyes.

"I’ve said it before, the war god has granted me humility, but never ever mistake it for weakness." Liu Shenzhen stepped forward boldly, pointed at the prince with a finger, and hooked his thumb toward the open space.

Old Liu was determined; today, he was set on getting rid of this annoying, persistent Prince Richard.

His Highness the Prince was known for seeking glory, loving vanity, leveraging his power for personal gain, and using little tricks and schemes. Although Liu Shenzhen could still tolerate these flaws—he was a love rival, after all! It would be foolish not to use his princely status and advantages to compete unfairly rather than competing fairly.

However, Prince His Highness completely lacked self-awareness, constantly pushing himself to a dead end, which was utterly annoying. Among the Beamon heroes and warriors, losing meant losing, winning meant winning—they valued honesty. It was evident that Liu Shenzhen had already shown mercy. Liu Shenzhen could not believe that Prince Richard couldn’t see this. Liu Shenzhen hiding behind the Pope was merely to save face for both the Prince and himself. It was best to let things slide for everyone’s sake. Since it was obvious that the Taige Clan was his backing, it was really no one’s fault but his own for the Prince to remain so obtuse.

There’s an open road to heaven yet you choose not to take it, and there’s no door to hell yet you barge in! Since the opponent wanted death, Liu Shenzhen had no reason to refuse.

Master Otigha took out his Crystal Wand, joined by his Magic Apprentice Mexi and Elf Mage Tang Ning, and with a sense of eagerness, they approached the side of the Overlord. Master Otigha was quite looking forward to the opportunity since neither the "Soul Burning Necklace" nor the "Flame Emblem" had ever been inaugurated.

Although it was not easy to distinguish a Mage’s rank by appearance, most Beamon treated Mages with a mix of reverence and envy. Compared to Magical Beasts, the strategic significance of Mages carried more deterrence. Having a personal Magic consultant meant being an absolute ace priest in the Bimon Kingdom.

The appearance of the three Magic consultants immediately drew countless envious gazes upon Liu Shenzhen.

"Oh my!" Liu Shenzhen’s vanity was extraordinarily satisfied, and he somewhat regretted not asking Prince Moore to requisition a hundred Moore Mages before coming.