Boiling Beast Bloodline

Chapter 1943: 626: Disappointing Spoils of War (Part 2)



Chapter 1943: 626: Disappointing Spoils of War (Part 2)

Chapter 1943: Chapter 626: Disappointing Spoils of War (Part 2)

Old Liu felt like he was truly cursed today; it seemed like the heavens were against him everywhere he turned. Originally, he planned to haul all these Netherworld Beasts’ corpses back to make “Lace Burst Arrows”! But now, what was he going to make? All the corpses of the Netherworld Beasts had turned into puddles of highly corrosive pus, even the crystal nucleus had been corroded!

“Forget it, forget it.” Elise kept comforting Old Liu: “It’s just our luck; who told us to kill these Netherworld Beasts on the surface? If it had been at night or in the sunless Underground World, it would’ve been better! You see, even alive, they get blisters and oozing pus when exposed to sunlight, let alone after they’re dead? These corpses now have no magic resistance whatsoever!”

“Sunlight!” Liu Zhentian was awakened from his dream by Elise’s words, exclaiming ‘damn it’ three times!

No wonder Adidasma was able to make use of waste last time; turns out there’s no sunlight underground, so the Netherworld Beasts wouldn’t automatically corrode!

“But seriously, their corrosiveness is too high, isn’t it? Even magic crystals can dissolve? Damn!” Old Liu was still unwilling, thinking about the rituals he performed; after all those efforts, it turned into nothing!

The towering trees of the Southern Cross Star Forest had just used their roots to swallow countless Netherworld Beasts into the earth, hadn’t they? If he could dig out those corpses and quickly transfer them to the space ring, he might be able to make use of them, right? This scheme to profit from the deceased was quickly shelved by himself again —the towering trees within hundreds of miles of Southern Cross Star Forest were incredibly numerous; even if all the Centaurs from Ferenzi were mobilized, slowly digging roots and soil would take forever! The root systems of these ancient trees were too vast and too developed!

Without the corpses of the Netherworld Beasts, he was reluctant to desecrate the remnants of the Aegean Magical Beasts and Giant Dragons; Ferenzi ended up only harvesting thirty Demon Dragons and three sets of Upgraded Demon Dragon corpses; as for those of the Demon Clan, since they belong to the humanoid Wisdom Race, there’s nothing magical inherent in their bodies or skin when dead. They neither possess magic crystals nor Dragon Balls like treasures, nor can lace burst arrows be made from their remains —it’s simply a heap of trash.

Humans also have a knack for scavenging loot, no less than Ferenzi. This was their first time clashing with the Demon Clan, yet they were familiar with “Osteo Wand” artifacts from the start of the battlefield scavenging; whatever remnants scattered in various corners, even pieces broken in half, were relentlessly salvaged.

This Demon Clan strike team that came to Aegean consisted entirely of high-ranking Demon Clan nobility; the Osteo Wands they brought were treasured possessions of various prestigious Demon World families, with quality on par with the royal collection of the Witch King.

The Summer Palace Guard silently watched, neither preventing nor competing with humans for these strategic resources, solemnly and respectfully collecting the bodies of their Aegean allies. Once humans had mostly finished their tasks, General Pan led a group of burly Panda Warriors to the humans, politely thanked them, and collected all Osteo Wands and Winged Knight weapons held by the human warriors and Mages, then departed pompously, leaving bewildered humans exchanging glances.

The humans who came to their senses certainly didn’t accept this; a few courageous men were livid, pulling out their weapons, their bodies flaring with Dou Qi glow, intending to seek explanation before being targeted by three distant artillery. Recalling the Netherworld leader and Witch King’s predicament just moments ago, human anger vanished instantly.

Once everything settled, a massive monument was erected on this scarred battlefield.

On the monument stand two Brain Hunters, etched clear by “Iron Anise Daubed Fire”, alongside Aegean Saint Xiao’s handwritten epitaph:

O travelers from distant lands,

Please pause your steps, pause,

and convey a message to all Aegean natives,

saying seventy-four Dragon Clan warriors faithfully fulfilled their vow to protect Aegean,

and now rest here eternally with the Supreme Lords of Netherworld, Demon Clan, and Demon Dragons.

As expected, the inscription made no mention of human contributions, signifying an irreparable rift had formed between humans and Beamon, those down-and-out siblings.

Once principle stance issues arise, personal choices must yield to racial interests; when Old Liu refused to answer why “Black Silver” artillery possessed forbidden curse-level power, then quarreled heartily, except Lampard the Dragon Knight still continued his duty. Magic Protector Beckham and Otigha could only reluctantly yet helplessly part ways with Ferenzi.

Liu Zhentian felt truly heartache at their departure; though Otigha was somewhat cowardly, he had still followed him loyally through many a conquest. As for Xiao Bei, he single-handedly built up the largest team of Mages on the Aegean Continent for Ferenzi and brought humanity’s most advanced tactical cooperation and command art to Beamon’s magic wasteland.

Faced with the stance, there was no choice; understanding that “forced figs don’t taste sweet,” Liu Zhentian can only hold back sorrow as he bids farewell to the two former beloved generals.

For humans’ regenerative capability, Liu Zhentian felt both envy and jealousy; besides Xiao Bei, they have young talents like “Silver Dawn” mercenaries. The Aegean Continent is vast, housing billions of humans—how many talents like Silver Dawn mercenaries and Xiao Bei are hiding in the background, poised to emerge?

Looking at Beamon, however, besides a group of old familiar faces holding the scene, when will there be eye-catching newcomers?

Before parting, Liu Zhentian stepped down to chat briefly with these outstanding young humans.

Iguain, a Silver Dawn mercenary who captured Stockton the Six-winged Heavenly King, left a profound impression on Liu Zhentian. This young man possessed a peculiar ability called “Gigantic Eye,” allowing him to shoot “gigantism rays” from his pupils, coating enemies’ skin with a long-lasting light film, while bacteria on the skin within the film expand a thousandfold instantly. What’s scarier is that this ray film effect lasts for half an hour!

Actually, the destructive power of this ability is not very great; at most, the enlarged bacteria demand more nutrients from the body than usual, but not enough to be fatal to an expert. The uniqueness of this ability lies in its tormenting effect on an enemy’s psychology; no matter who initially encounters it, nervous breakdown upon contact is highly likely—hence the difficulty in dealing with “Gigantic Eye.”

Liu Zhentian learned that the Silver Dawn mercenary group is indeed composed exclusively of divinely blessed individuals; even the seemingly inconspicuous Dwarf Soldiers possessed extraordinary “eye contact” abilities!

Moreover, humans’ Mercury System Illusion Beast Base Dragons can be attributed to this young group; it was the blonde female priest among them who inadvertently discovered that mixing the mucus secreted by Mercury Snails with certain drugs in specific proportions creates Mercury System magic power transformation potion!

The value of these young people deeply moved Old Liu.

With Mercury System magic power transformation potion, the human armies’ Base Dragons could instantly transform from labor beasts into main combat units! And such a revolutionary change owed solely to a spirited girl who resembled a mistress more than a priest!

However, fortunately, this transformation potion was developed by a priest; Liu Zhentian, as Saint Paul’s leader, wielded his power to coercively extort and pressure the potion formula from the female priest in the name of Son, Spirit, and Mother. As a priest of the St. Paul Church, who would dare to disregard the religious leader’s inquiry!

Though this Mercury System magic power transformation potion formula indeed has little practical value for Ferenzi, Old Liu still derives a sense of revenge against humans from this gain.

“Why don’t you cry?” After sending off all the humans, gazing at the blood-red sunset far on the horizon, Liu Zhentian asked Daisy softly, also questioning himself: “Shedding tears might make you feel better.”

“Tears are the privilege of cowards.” Daisy’s eyes burned with endless flames of hatred; her reply was diamond hard: “Our Dragon Clan bleeds, we do not cry!”

“If fate could be chosen…” Liu Zhentian gently embraced Daisy with limitless affection, speaking to this world full of slaughter: “…I wish for you to always shed tears, not blood.”

This declaration of love instantly brought Daisy to tears.

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