Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 909 - 211: The Pearl Above Sand City_2

Chapter 909: Chapter 211: The Pearl Above Sand City_2

Lord Richard’s apprentice, a young Wind Whisperer, was using a form of Chain Lightning to chase down his opponent. The lightning first spread in a net-like array and then branched into nine paths. The priests of the Northeast Temple almost thought it was "The Last Elegy" — "Nebula Chain Lightning"!

Screams of anxiety from around the stands seemed to echo the same fears————the priest competition was death-defying, truly exaggerated!

Fortunately, the little Butterfly Clan girl was still alive and flying in the sky; her instructor, Medusa, with her pale face, exhaled deeply as a similar sound of relief resonated from around the stands.

The Centaurs of course did not anticipate this situation. Moer’s magical pet was a Gabriel Demon Butterfly. If released, it would cause total chaos, so she could only choose to attack using magic. After consuming the Singing Crystal, Moer’s instantaneous lightning had reached the level of a high-level magical beast. Additionally, with the amplification of the nine-looped serpent bead, Angel’s twelve-note belt, and four top-level Magic Crystals, the Soul-igniting Chain on her arm, not to mention advancing from the preliminary round, winning the championship was within everyone’s expectations from this group.

It was surprising for Nedved because Moer’s opponent was quite peculiar!

Moer’s opponent was originally wearing a cloak that hid her hair and most of her face. Under the powerful gust produced by the lightning strike, the cloak was suddenly whisked away, revealing a very beautiful Chekin priestess!

This was a sweet-looking female chicken human, with a face that was exceptionally delicate and refined, slightly undernourished, and a body that seemed slightly unripe due to malnutrition, but definitely a complete beauty in the making. She clearly belonged to the colorful pheasant clan, with gorgeous, multicolored long hair. It was obvious she was a folk priestess because she wasn’t wearing any hierarchical priest robes, only a slightly old, yet starch-clean long cloak————the Chekin, in Beamon, were like the naturally born low-class Musketeers; such a downtrodden group, stripped of their status from day one, would hardly ever dare to dream of becoming priests!

It was a mystery how this beautiful Chekin woman even managed to register. If the clerks had been stricter, she would probably have been beaten and thrown out the moment her identity was revealed.

However, this folk beauty priestess’s magical pet was a "Flame Gator-Turtle," capable of instantly firing three Flame Arrows, ranked among the second-rate goods of mid-level magical beasts. For a folk priestess to possess such an impressive magical pet was quite difficult; just because of this aspect, after the match, the temple was likely to accept this beauty as an official priestess, so the unscrupulous nobles were likely disappointed.

This Chekin beauty priestess had more than just that one peculiar trait; her "Flame Gator-Turtle" surprisingly grew three heads, which allowed it to simultaneously launch nine "Flame Arrows" at her opponent, a truly rare sight! A "Flame Gator-Turtle" with two extra heads was no longer just third-class among mid-level magical beasts, but a top-quality beast, perhaps even more practical than some high-level magical beasts!

Many people were amazed, a three-headed magical beast, aside from specific breeds like the Chimaera, generally formed from mutations in the embryo, with a survival rate so low it was nearly non-existent. For this folk priestess to have such strength was remarkably uncommon; just because of this three-headed flame turtle, the temple would definitely not overlook this outstanding folk priestess. In past priestess competitions, if a young priestess possessed such a grade of magical pet, winning the annual young priestess crown would be as easy as picking snails with her fingers.

This year was unusual from other years, even though this folk beauty priestess’s "three-headed Flame Gator-Turtle" was quite powerful, it was still unable to withstand Moer’s lightning attacks. After consuming "Bi Xue Dan Qing," Moer’s mana was purer than that of magical beasts, making each bolt of lightning incredibly powerful. Luckily, since it was a competition, Moer directed any excess shockwaves of her lightning bolts to land ten yards away from the side of the three-headed turtle, causing the granite on the ground to burst amidst the flashing arcs of electricity. If this had been a battle, Moer would have severely damaged the "three-headed Flame Gator-Turtle."

From her four top-tier Magic Crystals, Moer casually released a Lightning Shield that also severely affected all the onlookers in Beamon —————— sixteen-sided Lightning Shield!

Logically, at this stage of the match, whoever was Moer’s opponent would likely forfeit due to the overwhelming difference in strength.

This Chekin beauty priestess, however, took an action that none of the Beamons could have anticipated. Seeing the fierce onrush of the little Butterfly Clan beauty, she incredibly pulled out two crudely-made copper Medusa Badges from her bosom and released two more "Flame Gator-Turtles," each one covered in red fur, with a massive shell, wrinkled scales, and three fierce, fanged gator heads.

The three "three-headed Flame Gator-Turtles," groaning heavily as they moved, formed a small battle formation in a ’品’ shape, with eighteen huge eye sockets without membranes all focusing on Moer dancing in the sky, while their fanged snouts intermittently spat out streams of sparks mixed with black smoke and the smell of sulfur.