Boiling Beast Bloodline
Chapter 939 - 221: The Three Great Forces

Chapter 939: Chapter 221: The Three Great Forces

All the priests in the stands had already released their magical pets, and all the ranged attackers were holding their weapons in their hands. The valiant Bimon warriors roared in the name of Kampas, angrily snapped off their spearheads and arrow tips, and let out wild roars. For them, the sharp angles of the broken wood were just as deadly.

The stirring battle hymn rose, the horn of battle sounded, and the mages, unable to restrain themselves any longer, came together to create a towering magic storm that swept over the entire city!

Together, the priests’ magical pets numbered over ten, and there were also more than ten mages. In terms of both quality and quantity, even the Fairy Dragon and the Seven-Colored Dragon had to hastily elevate their altitude in the sky, withdraw to a distance, and use frantic spinning to defend against this magic intensity. Faced with the elite force of the Bimon Kingdom, withdrawing was the only option—it was not cowardice, but wisdom.

"The choice has always been in your hands, dragon couple. Can we sit down and have a rational conversation now?" His Majesty the King looked intently at the two dragons in the sky.

"This is getting interesting," the Seven-Colored Dragon, Ibrahim, smacked his lips and responded to His Majesty with his actions.

On the ground, a large number of scattered arrows seemed to be magnetically attracted, floating in the air. Under the manipulation of one of Ibrahim’s hands, all the arrows clumped together and with a crackling sound, the compressed force slowly snapped each hardwood arrow shaft. As wooden splinters fluttered down, an iron sphere formed by arrow tips gathered together in the air, orbiting around the embracing dragon couple, like a tiny satellite revolving around Jupiter.

This was the "Metal Shield"! The Seven-Colored Dragon obviously chose to continue the fight.

The so-called top physical attacker of the Pan Continent, the Seven-Colored Dragon, until now, had not shown his signature skill. His restraint in not unleashing deadly magic was clear, but considering the volatile nature of the dragons, who knew if they would turn the situation on its head in the next moment, potentially annihilating Beamon altogether?

Mourinho and Liu Zhenshock both stepped forward simultaneously.

Neither of them had made a move until now, directly causing silence from the two super-level Warcraft. If the dragon couple didn’t exert their full strength, why should Beamon unsheath their national treasure?

Liu Zhenshock and the Swan High Priestess exchanged a silent glance, admiration deep in their eyes. Despite having heard how formidable the couple consisting of a Fairy Dragon and a Seven-Colored Dragon was, seeing them in action revealed their terrifying strength.

The Fairy Dragon embraced the Seven-Colored Dragon from behind, which should have hindered their ability to move, but the couple’s ability to shift and swap positions seamlessly, like a shadow follows the body, was smooth. Just dealing with the relentless storm of magic, Liu Zhenshock and the Swan High Priestess could already see their frighteningly perfect coordination!

This coordination wasn’t just lip service. In the midst of a critical barrage of magic attacks, they could calmly maneuver in a spinning motion, relying on the Fairy Dragon’s magic immunity as a shield while the Seven-Colored Dragon even managed to counterattack. During high-speed rotation, such movements and precision seemed as if they were calculated by Fawkes the accountant!

One with elemental immunity, the other almost physically immune! With their precise coordination, who could harm them with such a magical lineup?

One possessing elemental backlash abilities, the other possessing the highest attack capability on the Aegean Continent, what pairing could withstand them?

An undeniable perfect combination.

Liu Zhenshock once owned two Fairy Dragons, but compared to this dragon couple, he wasn’t even worthy of carrying their shoes! No wonder there were rumors across the Pan Continent that one Seven-Colored Dragon wasn’t frightening due to his low magic resistance, and one Fairy Dragon wasn’t frightening because her physical resistance was terribly poor. But a couple consisting of a Seven-Colored Dragon and a Fairy Dragon was an unbeatably formidable team!

"Teacher, bring out your trump card," Liu Zhenshock winked at Mourinho discreetly, his lips pursing toward Tang Beryljenna who mingled in the crowd of followers.

"Bullshit!" Mourinho burst out angrily to express his indignation, "Tang Beryljenna just gave birth, she hasn’t recovered yet, and you still won’t let your twin Blood Infants out?"

"Let them out to be killed?" Liu Zhenshock snorted and summoned the Tide Lord Gerein from the sky to the ground.

"Richard, I’m giving you one last chance to hand over Ruona and Daisy!" Ibrahim’s voice was growing impatient, "Don’t make me destroy your magical pets!"

"I reiterate once again, Daisy is not my magical pet! Dragon couple, you come chasing after us in such a relentless manner, what exactly do you mean?" Liu Zhenshock knew it was time to reveal all cards, coming clean in a big way: "Both of them are my wives! If you want to steal my women, you need the strength to do so!"

"What?" At least half of the aristocrats in the stands nearly went mad. Seduce two Fairy Dragons into bed? That is not something easily accomplished. The Pope’s heart sank, he worried that if the dragons conducted a collective raid, they could plow through the entire Bimon Kingdom with their instant dragon breath.