Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 1277 - 354 The Overall Situation is Settled

"Not bad at all! There’s an armory, treasury, library, and granary, everything you need." General Pan’s dark circles moved slightly as he chuckled good-humoredly, "His Highness the Caliph is quite unlucky. There is indeed a magic teleportation array in the royal city, but it’s unusable. There’s also an escape tunnel, but it’s a shame Bellamy is a Mastiff Person from the Doug Tribe, no scent can be hidden from his nose."

"Haha, that’s what happens when you flee, you can’t even fart without hitting your own heel."

"There’s one more room, with mirrors on all four walls! I asked those eunuchs, and it turns out that this mirror room was specially made for his debauchery, allowing him to observe everything in full view!" General Pan exaggerated with an Eastern accent, "He played the bear! This Mulanese treasure sure knows how to enjoy life!"

"Obischillaci!" Liu Shock was overjoyed, "Immediately sweep everything, take all that can be taken! Especially that mirror room!"

"Damn straight! No problem!" Gude snapped to attention with his legs together and raised his halberd in a military salute, then signaled the Panta Warriors to continue into the city.

The overall situation was settled.

Kalimantan City’s best troops and the imams had already gone off to war, leaving those behind in a dazed state from the zucchini bombs; coupled with the mechanical troops’ raid, there was no way for the dead to rest in peace.

Though Imam Manali was powerful, he still couldn’t withstand a gang beating.

In reality, if it weren’t for Liu Shock’s "Shadow Assault," Imam Manali’s "Shape-shifting Shadows" really did stand a chance, but unfortunately, he met his nemesis.

There’s no greater stranger to a hero than this.

For the sake of plundering, a strict order against arson was given to all the Bimon warriors, meaning that the powerful mages didn’t have much to do. When it comes to looting speed, who could outperform the Bimons, tearing down walls and dismantling houses with sheer force!

Now Kalimantan City was fully immersed in cries of despair. All four city walls were sealed, and the gathered Mulanese at the city gates, carrying gold and fine items, were blasted back into their homes by a zucchini bomb.

The Bimon warriors, with red bands on their heads, were ordered not to draw their swords for ten days! The shadow of death would eventually fall, it’s just that the Mulanese were still in the dark!

Compared to the highly efficient military, the Mulanese might outnumber the Bimons by a hundredfold, but they were now in complete disarray. Even the Goddess Moni couldn’t help them if they weren’t careful — once the Bimon warriors were on the move and under the widespread blessings of the Berserk power-up, coupled with enough priestly power to bestow the Light of Sobriety, they were unstoppable in their destructive might.

Liu Shock then commanded five hundred soldiers of the Cambridge Brigade and two Great Magicians to take the majestic Fire Temple in one fell swoop. The low-ranking imams in the temple completely collapsed at the sight of Mage Aymar’s Golem "Ripper Black Jack", without even putting up a decent resistance.

After handing over subsequent plundering operations to his own air Cavalry, the triumphant Shaman of Divine Songs took a large group of guests and captives back to the military camp in the west of the city. Along the way, fresh blood lonely splattered beneath their boots, and the entire city was covered in a reflective red hue, with ear-piercing screams, muffled cries of pain, and bold curses incessantly rising and falling.

The whistling wind and the scorching sun remained the same, but what now pervaded Kalimantan was no longer the scent of spices, nor the sweet rot of apples and grapes on the ground, but an overwhelming smell of blood.

Liu Shock’s expression was indifferent, as the faint sound of apes’ cries carried through the wind, originating from the Lion Garden in the East District.

The so-called Lion Garden, according to Liu Shock, was basically a zoo, and based on reports from his staff who had interrogated them, this zoo was where His Highness the Caliph of Kalimantan punished prisoners, enjoying the sight of wild beasts tearing apart human flesh just as his son had when he became the Caliph of Mulan. ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

It was said that every time a sentient ape saw a wild beast tearing at a human, it would cry. This time their cries were especially loud, much to Liu Shock’s satisfaction. He had wanted to compose a poem in a moment of affected elegance. After struggling, he could only come up with "The ape cries in the East District never cease," unable to squeeze out the rest of the verses. Since the first line was already plagiarized, he couldn’t very well continue in that vein, so he let it be.

Composing poetry, just like composing a battle song, required spontaneous inspiration, Liu Shock thought.

Halfway there, a group of dignified personages encountered dozens of Mulanese, wielding their gleaming scimitars, engaged in an attack against about a dozen Bimon warriors. These Bimon warriors were evidently tasked with escorting two Bimon girls to the military camp in the west of the city; like the vixen Liwei whom Liu Shock had saved, these two Bimon girls now could only walk on all fours.

The scimitars flashed, and it seemed the Mulanese were fighting for their lives. Judging by their uniforms, they looked like bounty hunters from the city, all wearing uniform purple robes and standard long swords. As the battle raged, more seemed to join the fray. Heads peeked out from the shadowy alleys, quickly retreating, with the reflection of agricultural implements like pitchforks visible on the stone-paved roads, as if they were hesitating.

The Bimon warriors were outnumbered and all Piegel; they were obviously struggling. The two Bimon girls protected in their circle trembled with terror, their faces filled with despair.

Liu Shock watched from a distance with his men, as several imperial bodyguards drew their weapons, only to be stopped by the boss spreading his arms wide.

Finally, motion stirred in the alley, a ripple turning into a tidal wave as people poured forth. A Chimaera suddenly swooped down from the sky, skimming low and scattering a fan-like blade storm, carving a bloody swath. Holding onto a poor soul in each of its heads, the Chimaera flew up, the sound of crushing bones grating harshly in the air.