Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 1279 - 355: Bloodsucking War Song

"This is a lesson for the Mulanese, a deeply painful lesson that I’ll make sure they remember," said Liu, smiling faintly even as intense killing intent flickered in his eyes.

"Monks’ doctrines should cherish life, but this time even I can’t help but agree with your decision," nodded the Andulan elder, "I’ll go get started on what needs to be done. You do as you see fit."

"Pass my order to the four armies. Before the sword truce ends in ten days, every Beamon warrior must return with at least thirty noses! No less than thirty," Liu turned his head and roared at the Griffin cavalry stationed on the training ground, his voice strained, "If anyone fails the task, let them cut off their own noses and bring them back!"

This bloody roar echoed relentlessly above the training ground, causing Caliph Abdullah and a host of captives to turn pale with fear, even Princess Nancy, who had been cursing loudly, froze in shock.

The Beamon chieftain Deseli watched Liu with a complex expression, while the Mud Giant chieftain Kien only smacked his lips and said nothing.

Seeing the look in the Beamon chieftain’s eyes gave Liu a sudden chill. He then remembered a very critical issue.

"Why didn’t you stop me? Chief," Liu stepped forward, tilted his head, and asked Deseli with feigned nonchalance, "Beamon cherish life, and seeing me killing like this, you must feel a great resentment towards my cruelty, right?"

"Indeed, I am a bit resentful," the Beamon chieftain spoke honestly, "Killing only increases hatred, and your killing spree has become somewhat indiscriminate!"

Liu cursed inwardly, unsure who had decided to bring the Beamon from Feilengcui to Kalimantan City. This was a vexing situation indeed; Liu did not want to offend the future chief of the Feilengcui field hospital.

"However..." the Beamon chieftain continued, introducing a twist, "The character of a Rudd Giant is just like this, so I have nothing to say! In fact, even if I objected now, it would be useless. The city has lost control! Even if you ordered it now, you couldn’t stop the massive slaughter and looting."

Liu nodded and smiled. He hadn’t expected the Beamon chieftain to have such a clear understanding of the world, which he found much more likable than those who annoy others by flaunting a cheap banner of justice.

"To deliberately insult the Beamon will bring retribution, and what happened today is the punishment for the Mulanese," Deseli said with a bitter smile, "Richard, I now have a growing premonition that you are indeed the Rudd Giant that our Beamon tribe has long awaited. Your bloodthirsty and belligerent nature is the spitting image of the previous Rudd Giants!"

"That can’t be, right?" Liu was taken aback, "Can there really be a connection?"

"Absolutely," the Beamon chieftain affirmed with a nod.

"Then let’s hasten the Baptism of Wisdom! I want to see what kind of Napoleon could arise from a ten-meter-tall Giant race!" Master Puskas joined in the excitement, "Respected Chief Deseli, I have yet to ask, what special abilities does this branch of the Giant race possess?"

"Compared to ordinary Beamon, Rudd Giants not only possess amphibious capabilities, greater physical strength, and the life magic ’Heavenly Fury Nirvana Fire,’ but they also have seven racial special abilities!" Chief Deseli replied with a slight smile, not disclosing which seven special abilities they were.

"Darn it!" Liu and Master Puskas exchanged looks; even compared to ordinary Hellfire, the Mud Giant only had two special abilities—being undaunted by water and the ability to condense flames. How could the Beamon Rudd Giants have so many special abilities? Were they truly the closest to the Titan bloodline, the superior Giants?

"If you agree, I can perform the ’Baptism of Wisdom’ for you now," Chief Deseli squatted down, it would be too tiring to talk with Liu if he were standing up.

Liu sat down on the ground.

Soon, a group of important figures surrounded him, some sitting, some standing, all with an expression of nosiness.

After all, no one had seen a ten-meter-tall Giant before, and even the tallest Sky Giants on the Aegean Continent were probably slightly shorter. They had never seen a foreign Napoleon before.

Spectacle-chasing was a universal interest, not divided by status. In fact, many significant figures on the Aegean Continent shared this hobby; it often just didn’t show for lack of sufficient temptation.

Liu hesitated.

He was genuinely worried that if he turned into a foreign Giant, these Beamon might legally entangle him on the matter of Ji Sikaibi. Although the Beamon seemed kind and simple, they appeared very obstinate.

It was hard to reason with stubborn people and oftentimes with good people too; there was never a reason in the world that could fully prevail.

A ten-meter-tall wife? Even the thought gave Liu shivers.

As an old ruffian, he tended to consider issues from a human relations standpoint, so this time, he didn’t even need to think about it; he was determined not to agree.

If he couldn’t agree to marry a little loli, then it was best not to agree to have the Baptism of Wisdom either. If he really became a foreign Giant, it would be quite the match made in heaven, and this group of Beamon could make quite the clamor.

But if he didn’t agree to the Baptism of Wisdom, where else could he find such an organized group for his field hospital?