Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 1325 - 371: Slaying a God? {Part 1}_2

"I just knew no one would believe me." Liu Zhenhan shrugged nonchalantly and cast a faintly amused glance at the sweating Medusa warrior beside him, slightly puzzled.

"No way that the Swan High Priestess is here delivering a marriage proposal gift for her daughter, right?" The transformed Medusa seized the Butterfly Fan Sword, looked at the ancient inscriptions on its blade, and whistled loudly, "What the—This isn’t the Butterfly Fan Sword? One of the top ten famous swords on the Silk Continent? Damn!"

"A marriage proposal gift? Bullshit!" Andulan Elder, clutching at his chest, let out a long sigh, and then recounted in detail how Mourinho had Master Aymar make him a "Douglas Storm Horn", beating Red Earth Square to the punch by luring the Sky Giant to Caiyu City, and now he’s here to deliver a gift to make amends.

"Our ’Douglas Storm Horn’ was just blown the day before yesterday! Ugh... Even if it could summon a Frost Giant, it’s not as impressive as a Sky Giant!" The Andulan Elder was extremely frustrated: "We have three Giant vassals. With the help of the ’Douglas Storm Horn’, we could have gathered five Giants! But now, great... the strongest Giant was lured away first..."

Upon hearing this, Medusa flew into a rage, snapping the Butterfly Fan Sword into its sheath with a flick, rolling up his sleeves, ready to rally the troops and head to Caiyu City for a fight.

Liu Zhenhan burst into laughter, much to the annoyance of the Andulan Elder, who rolled his eyes at him.

"Mourinho played a clever move!" Liu Zhenhan gave a thumbs-up.

The Andulan Elder frowned and sized up Liu Zhenhan from head to toe, as if he was seeing him in a new light.

The Andulan Elder had thought that Richard, knowing about this, would certainly be seething with rage and cursing up a storm.

"I’m telling the truth, Elder! In the future, we should learn from Mourinho. Look how smoothly he played his hand, quietly getting things done." Liu Zhenhan smirked and waved his hand, "We can’t keep that narrow-minded peasant’s thinking. Why should we be the only ones allowed to start fires and not others light lamps? At least he sent a gift as a favor!"

"Heh... So now I’m the one with the low consciousness?" The Andulan Elder let out a self-deprecating chuckle.

"It’s not about consciousness, but the fact that what’s done is done." Liu Zhenhan spread his hands helplessly: "Going there to fight, can we really bring the Sky Giant back? That’s too unrealistic, right?"

"That is true," Medusa laughed: "If we go, at best we’ll just vent out and have a fight before leaving."

"Isn’t that settled then?" Liu Zhenhan also laughed: "They’ve already sent gifts to our door, if we retaliate by fighting, that’s just unreasonable! If that gets out, others will say that we in Red Earth Square are not gentlemanly or discreet, just a bunch of living bandits! Is Master Aymar ours in Red Earth Square? No! Are Mourinho’s Giants and Dwarves our men? Also no! So if the master makes a Storm Horn for Mourinho, what have we got to blame him for? It’s also his own skill that he attracted the Sky Giant as a vassal!"

"Wow wow wow... Since when did you become so broad-minded?" The Andulan Elder smacked his lips in surprise: "Richard, such rationality, isn’t quite like you!"

"There are always people better than you, and heavens beyond the heavens! I’m truly scared." Liu Zhenhan sighed bitterly.

"No way? That’s a wicked line to say! Especially coming from your mouth, Richard!" The Andulan Elder laughed so hard he almost couldn’t breathe.

"On our way back, we ’possibly’ killed a goddess." Liu Zhenhan whispered into the Elder’s ear: "Old man, I’m not joking with you, we really might have encountered a deity! And killed her!"

The Andulan Elder stared blankly at Liu Zhenhan for a while, seeing that Richard did not seem to be bluffing, his eyeballs nearly popping out.

"If I’m lying to you, may I turn into a holy Imam!" Liu Zhenhan used the most malicious oath to prove his honesty.

"Impossible!" The Andulan Elder suddenly roared: "That’s absolutely impossible!"

"Old man, should we head back to the inner hall to talk?" Liu Zhenhan saw that Red Earth Square was bustling with too many people and was occasionally scrutinized by wandering eyes, so he discreetly tugged on the elder’s sleeve.

Andulan Elder took a deep breath and looked at Liu Zhenhan with an odd expression before turning silently to ascend the steps.

Liu Zhenhan nodded at Yitiao, who immediately understood, carrying the Butterfly Fan Sword and began to patrol the area outside the main hall’s cave entrance.

After dismissing the maids in the main hall, Andulan Elder turned around and fixed his gaze on Old Liu.

"Where are Helen and the others?"

"They’re underground, tallying supplies and cataloging them. Some are also studying magic weapons with Master Aymar," the elder replied.

"What about the Beamon warriors from the two legions? Have they all left?" Liu Zhenhan asked.

"They left long ago!" Andulan Elder slowly climbed onto a chair, grabbed Old Liu by the neck and shook him forcefully, "You little beast! How much longer are you going to beat around the bush? Tell me, what exactly happened on your journey? I’ve spent my life hating those who only tell half the story!"

"Ouch! I was just about to tell you! I encountered a goddess, Goddess Moni!" Liu Zhenhan was so choked up that his tongue stuck out, and he shook like he was being electrocuted. His compliance gave Andulan Elder a particular sense of achievement, and he released Liu Zhenhan with a smile.

"Is that the goddess you wrote a poem for?" The elder sneered derisively, "Kid, who do you think I am, Astonvila? You can fool your wife with fairy tales, but you’re trying to deceive me now? Did you get into another fight in the royal city, causing Yitiao to shed his armor again?"

"Not at all!" Liu Zhenhan loosened his collar, "Who would dare disagree with my terms? Obischillaci! No disagreement, no Divine Song aura! Speaking of which, it’s interesting, several Quentins from the elder council actually came to me together, offering me four Senate seats and asking me to recommend a few elders from the Emerald City to enter the Senate!" ƒгeeweɓn૦vel.com

"Idiot, they’re trying to woo you! You’re pleased with yourself, the Divine Song aura depends on you, and if you die, the aura is gone! Who wouldn’t ingratiate themselves with you?" Andulan Elder snorted disdainfully, "Too bad they don’t realize that you have no interest in power."

"I’m keen on pursuing higher power, but this time, I finally realized I’m just a frog in a well," Liu Zhenhan pulled out a cigar, tapped it firmly against the back of his hand, and looked intently at the elder, "Old man, don’t be disbelieving, I really did encounter Goddess Moni this time!"

"Richard, about joking on divine beings, you better not go around making such jokes so casually," the elder warned Liu Zhenhan seriously, "Even the mages who are atheists believe in the spirit in all things! As a religious cleric, you should know that it is better to believe in the possibility of the divine than to deny it!"

"Old man, do you believe that gods once appeared in our world?" Liu Zhenhan fell silent for a while, lighting his cigar and gazing at the wise elder.

"In ancient legends, divine miracles have always existed! To not go too far back, let’s talk about your Beamon’s War God, his tragic love story with his magic companion Medusa, and Leed’s encounter with a boar that left his face pockmarked - are these things baseless rumors? That’s why I believe!" Andulan Elder said with a smile.

"Then what’s the relationship between the gods and this world?" Liu Zhenhan scratched his head and continued asking, "Could it be like those boring knight novels say... that we mere mortals are just chess pieces of the gods?"

"That question is too profound! Even Master Puskas himself might not be able to give you an answer," laughed Andulan Elder, "If we approach it from a more common perspective, it could indeed be just like those knight novels suggest—we are mere playthings for the gods, however..."

"However, what?" Liu Zhenhan’s eyes flickered, and he eagerly pressed on for an answer.