Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 1353 - 381: Sheep into the Tiger’s Mouth_2

What troubled him even more was the skill of these fallen elves in "acting like Piegel while eating Taige"; their acting abilities had certainly reached the pinnacle of perfection, wearing smiles on their faces while harboring murderous intent, just waiting to signal with a thrown cup before the executioner’s hatchet descended. The "Bloody Mary" incident last time was a narrow escape by chance, and this time was no different. If it were not for having assembled the "Death Lord equipment" and possessing a large group of ring spirits as servants, if not for the exceptional plant system magic of the Shepherd-tree People elder Cruyff, if not for his own flower magic that deterred these greedy elves, today might have truly been a massive slaughter over "Xuepo Tuodu".

With the addition of the Hell Black Dragon, Liu Zhenhan had no absolute confidence in safely evacuating amidst the chaos!

Hell Black Dragon! Damn! The more Liu Zhenhan thought about it, the more he felt his head ache. Not to mention twelve mature Hell Black Dragons, even twelve young Black Dragons were terrifying enough!

Fire-based spells are universally recognized as number one in terms of area damage, and the Hell Black Dragon is precisely the pinnacle of fire elemental Magical Beasts!

None of the dragons from any other element could boast that they could easily destroy a city, but for the Hell Black Dragon, it really isn’t an exaggeration!

The instantaneous dragon breath of the Black Dragon, called "Hellfire Chain", could even make stones catch fire, and if twelve Black Dragons acted together, incinerating a city would be as easy as picking up mustard seeds, and with fire magic’s viciousness comes the benefit of the flames spreading on their own through flammable materials, putting other magic at a disadvantage! frёeweɓηovel_coɱ

The Aegean Dragon has always been solitary and extremely proud, with even dragon couples mostly leading separate lives; now suddenly there’s a group of Hell Black Dragons that likes to flock together, which undoubtedly hung a sharp blade over the heads of other races. Even ants understand unity and can hunt caterpillars, let alone Giants. What’s worse, the current two great Dragon Cities of Rainbow and Morning Star are already overwhelmed with dealing with the Demon Clan invasion and have no spare strength to drive the Black Dragons back underground.

The more Liu Zhenhan thought about it, the colder his heart grew. If it weren’t for bringing back the mud Giants from the desert, Felen would have become a big pot of salty pickles for the fallen elves! Their previous subservience and forbearance shown to him were only now revealed as a facade, a hidden sharpness biding its time!

Anyway, the priest might escape, but the temple remains. Unless something unexpected happens, just wait for the fallen elves to tidy up all their affairs, and they’ll soon come knocking to collect their dues—with interest!

Liu Zhenhan realized he had really outsmarted himself by returning these members of the Fallen Tribe to the Surface World, practically handing them an opportunity that comes once in a millennium. The timing, location, and human harmony all favored them, no wonder they were so brazen! No wonder they looked down on the Demon Clan!

If it had not been for that old swan causing trouble, he wouldn’t have so many headaches now! Liu Zhenhan was almost bursting with pent-up anger, and although the Smey Clan’s "Sky Banning Song" was the nemesis of all aerial forces, in practice, given the high-speed mobility of an aerial force, it’s not something that the Smey, moving on the ground by foot, can completely control.

Liu Zhenhan truly didn’t understand how the usually astute Mourinho could have made such a foolish decision. If they had just left these fallen elves on the Kalimdo Plains to be restrained by the human kingdoms, it would have been much better! Now, this damn task can only be taken up by Felen and Caiyu City.

Hate as he might, superficial gestures still needed to be made. After discussing with the Dark Night Mother and Prince Moore in Lusen City and settling on a time for the betrothal to the two diplomatic brides, Liu Zhenhan declined the other party’s invitation for a lunch together and glumly headed home.

This was the first time in history that Old Liu had left Wheat City without achieving any of his goals, not only failing to drive out the fallen elves underground but also being taken aback by their strength; not to mention, turning the War Ancient Tree into a young Ent had completely fallen through.

In fact, not achieving the above two goals was not really a big problem. With Old Liu’s sly nature and Felen’s current strength, it was only a matter of time before they could be done if he wished.

But learning from the fallen elves’ words that the remnants of the Dark Elves hidden in Ink Crystal Valley had all run off to Lucian City was a huge blow for Old Liu! It was an unbearable weight in his life!

Old Liu had recently been coveting the "Life Spring," a drop of which could accelerate a plant’s growth by ten years. Now, great, the number of War Ancient Trees in Lucian City increased from sixteen to twenty, and their ages went from over ten thousand years to nearly twenty thousand. He guessed that the "Life Spring" had probably already dried up. Without the "Life Spring," Felen can’t quickly cultivate oil melons; without oil melons, what talk is there of aerial bombardment? Without aerial bombardment, what talk is there of deterring the Demon Clan?

It really was death for Old Liu!

Seeing the Overlord’s gloomy face, everyone in Felen was silent and fearful, and even their voices lowered when speaking.

It wasn’t until the evening, when Tang Beryljenna, Fei Wenli, and the four siblings from the Jose family came to visit Felen, bringing back the second and third young masters, that Liu Zhenhan’s frowning face finally showed a hint of a smile.

It had been a while since he last saw them; the second young master was becoming more delicate and beautiful, and although the third young master was chubbier than before, he did not lose his adorableness, making Old Liu hug them tightly and shower them with kisses. Each child also brought back a big pocket of Southwestern specialty snacks, satisfying Guoguo and the little parrot’s cravings as they nibbled away.