Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 1262 - 348 An Eye for an Eye_3

The Mercury Giant Snail, unfortunately enough, weighed a good five or six hundred pounds, and with the battle armor added on, the old rogue let out a muffled groan as he was immediately pressed down.

Golinny quickly pulled out her enhancement instrument, the ivory sandalwood board, and started chanting the Glorious War Song "Awakening of Tineikos—Strength Amplification War Song," ready to bless her beloved.

"Kid, stop showing off! The strength-based magic power you’re so proud of has been significantly depleted, so what are you doing going up there now? Making a mess?" Ivan the Seven-Colored Dragon said half teasingly and half seriously, "Come on, come on! Move to the back and take command, let your subordinates do these rough jobs!"

"Boss! Why don’t you take my ’Force Belt of the Faceless Giant Beast’?" Nedved suggested.

"Darn!" Richard felt extremely vexed as he scanned the distrustful eyes around him, "How come the moment I lose my dragon’s strength, everyone starts looking at me with those ambiguous looks? Have you all forgotten that I’m a naturally gifted Soul Singer? My divine song strength is still intact!"

The Seven-Colored Dragon hadn’t even started to laugh when an evil halo fell from the sky, enveloping him along with the Golden Giant Dragon, Vieri, and Gerein. Richard’s hand continuously drew power through a dark purple chain of light, followed by a long exhalation.

"Richard, this Caliph Royal City has become a Forbidden Magic Domain; do your war songs even work here?" Master Puskas appeared a bit exhausted as he slowly floated down from the air.

The two Mage Protectors, along with Mourinho and Prince Mari, landed one after another. The Chief Priest of the Swans had a face as taut as if it had been plastered, staring intently at his two precious daughters. Gomes sat astride a Tiger Vulture in the distant sky, hesitating to come closer, clearly perceiving the raging anger of the old man.

Realizing the words of Great Mage Saint Chiao, Richard smacked his forehead and cursed himself for being a fool.

Golinny was also stunned. With the existence of the Saint Level Forbidden Magic Domain, once the Mercury Giant Snail entered, it would revert to its primitive state. What use then was the blessing on the battle armor?

Mourinho coughed three times to recapture his daughter’s reluctant gaze from the Shaman of Divine Songs. Thus, the face of our esteemed Chief Priest turned the color of the bottom of a pot, or perhaps a chimney.

Golinny stuck out her lilac-pink tongue and hid behind her sister, embarrassed and afraid to meet her father’s gaze directly.

"Richard, when you launch your attack, Master Aymar and I will take care of that temple for you; send five hundred warriors with us!" Master Stefano had an ulterior motive with his words; the Beamon army clearly intended to plunder everything, and since he had offered help, he naturally wanted to avoid suspicion, lest others think he was after treasure as well.

Master Aymar also nodded repeatedly, as both he and Master Stefano had political motives for assisting the Beamon Shaman, and it wasn’t just out of respect for Master Puskas.

"I can’t thank you enough, Masters," Richard felt a hint of understanding about why these two court masters from human superpowers would help him. The brilliance of Pompeii Empire’s military force had already astounded the masters. Whether it was the long-range "frog hop" combat magic teleportation array, Mechanical Gao Cen, or the ultra-heavy armored warriors, or that uncontrollably proud Dragon Archer unit, any one of these forces would command top-tier attention in any human nation. The difference between humans and Beamons is that once humans know the true strength of a powerful individual, they will let go of their pride to make acquaintance, providing both face and favor, doing their utmost to draw in a well-aligned ally, unlike Beamons who cling stubbornly to tradition.

"Ah... I wonder if we can safely rescue Princess Nancy," Knightly Dragon Knight Lampard muttered softly.

"If we can’t rescue her, I’ll use the entire city to accompany her in death!" Richard said through clenched teeth.

"Let’s do it!" Ivan transformed back into his human form and cradled Guoguo in his arms, nodding at the boss, "Our warriors are about to arrive. Without magical support, these Mulanese won’t cause us any trouble at all. To think the Crown Thorns Armor is being used against such riff-raff is just..."

"Ha ha, I love this feeling!" Rodman, carrying a Birdwing Crossbow Car on his shoulder, cocked it with a snap.

"Actually, I’ve understood a new war song, but it seems I won’t get to use it now! Screw it! Let’s do this!" Richard stretched his arms, feeling they weren’t too difficult to move, took a side-arm piercing hammer from the edge of his leg armor, weighed it in his hand, and, summoning his weapon, took the lead in charging toward that city gate.

The Caliph Royal City’s thousand-pound stone gates had been lowered, and from the sky a black cloud column spiraled down beside the city gate, marking two distinct worlds.

On the city wall, bolts flew like locusts at Richard, who was storming forward, but they could not touch the lord shielded by an arm shield over his face. Vieri swung the Tortoise Shell, following closely beside the boss, using a huge shield to cover the sky.

"My goodness!" The Alchemy King of the Pompeii Empire, Master Aymar, kept clicking his tongue to Master Puskas, "Teacher, this son-in-law of yours is quite something! Just watching him gave me chills. His subordinates have at least four hundred sets of dark iron heavy armor, all tagged with the Crown Thorns Armor! That’s some swagger right there!"