Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 2001 - 638: Each More Poisonous Than the Last (Part 3)

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Chapter 2001: Chapter 638: Each More Poisonous Than the Last (Part 3)

"According to what you say, the Sea Clan experts and commanders will definitely be pinpointed and eliminated by him, right?" Queen Jiabao urgently asked, "Is that the case?"

"If I guessed correctly, this is bound to happen." Rommel said with a bitter smile, "The lineup under Richard’s command is truly terrifying! The perfect team for a ’decapitation operation’ should be those who excel in close combat and dueling, not those mages who need protection and time to unleash earth-shattering spells! The Sea Clan’s real air force only consists of the Sirens; running into humans who also lack an air force might be manageable, but facing Emeraldi, which relies solely on air force origins, even if they don’t perish, they’ll be peeled off a layer of skin. When the blue sky becomes an unobstructed corridor for enemies, what use is a large army?"

"Putting aside grudges and emotions, I’ve actually started to idolize Richard; he is the only military chief I’ve seen who places the utmost importance on training grassroots soldiers, air force units, and equipment updates! Now, looking back, these three aspects happen to be the main trends and tendencies of future warfare." Rommel fell silent for a long time before speaking despondently, "This man is too aware of his own weaknesses, which is why he only fights battles he is assured of winning; every campaign he’s involved in is either achieving the opponent’s annihilation with superior forces or relying on treacherous terrain for attritional defense; anyone who faces him, no matter how great their military talent, can only clash head-on... but who can be his match in a head-on clash?" 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"Oh? Listening to you, I’m now quite tempted to try attacking Emeraldi." Queen Jiabao sneered, "I don’t believe there’s an impregnable fortress in this world!"

"You’d better not do that! Emeraldi’s mobility is unparalleled, no one can attack them by surprise! This city hides many powerful figures; as far as I know, the chief elder here is a sixth-tier Giant Dragon, Astonvila, the Frost Dancer, the one with the most outstanding achievements against humans during the era of the Heigar battle! Interestingly, he now serves the Beamon and performs his role commendably." Rommel said seriously, "If the Demon Clan army really advances into the Northern Wasteland, the best course of action is to take Caiyu City, it’s the only opportunity. Both we, Lucian, and Caiyu City have recruited many snow mountain natives as vassals. According to these natives, from the mountain pass between Razor Mountain and Caiyu City, via a glacial trail on Tanggula Peak, one can reach the northern Kilimanjaro Peak, and descending from Kilimanjaro leads to the Northern Wasteland."

Queen Jiabao furrowed her brows.

"The Swan Tribe’s hereditary territory is in Sunset Swamp, where treacherous lands abound, making it easy to defend and hard to assault! Mourinho insisted on relocating Caiyu City to the foot of the snow mountains rather than returning to the hereditary land, probably to guard this hidden passage! In other words, he knows we, Lucian, have snow mountain native vassals and is wary of us!" Rommel said, "Taking the snow mountain trail might incur great sacrifices, but attacking Emeraldi is undeniably much more hazardous; this sturdy city of Taocheng is like an iron fortress, its fifty-two-meter height surpasses any grand pass! This is my suggestion to you!"

"Then when do you think we Demon Clan should intervene in the Aegean Continent’s war? And where should we intervene from?" The Queen of Lich stared at Rommel, "Everyone now knows we Demon Clan want to sit and watch the tigers fight; the problem is, how long should we sit for? How should this measure be gauged?"

"To be honest, this measure is not easy to grasp because you are the Demon Clan," Rommel shrugged, "The most likely situation is that as soon as you appear, you will be attacked by both the Sea Clan and the surface races of Aegean! Because you don’t belong to this world! For this matter, I don’t really have any advice for you."

The sly fox, evidently, intends to fish in troubled waters, securing a place in this chaotic world. Jia Bao smirked inwardly.

No matter who wins or loses, you Demon Clan have no song to sing. Rommel also laughed coldly in his heart repeatedly.

Since the "Divine Realm War of Southern Cross Star Forest," he has doubted the future of the Demon Clan, and after several nights of deep thought, unexpectedly discovered a natural trap absolutely crucial for the Demon Clan, the terrifying extent of this trap made Rommel’s heart jump wildly.

Luckily, Lusen City hasn’t publicly stated its allegiance to the Demon Clan yet; if the Demon Clan vanguard really did that upon arrival, they would inevitably be annihilated by a continental alliance in the future.

Bearing secret motives, the two halted their walking, flew into the air, and distanced themselves far from Emeraldi’s vicinity, continuing their journey along the green wasteland towards the Sanggan River.

Besides the numerous reachable silver scales, the rushing river waters now also contained numerous floating camel carcasses.

July’s weather is also called ’Osmanthus Steaming,’ under the scorching sunshine, the camel carcasses bumped and slowly rolled among the fish school, their bellies bloated like drums, occasionally expelling a burst of bubbles with a puffing sound.

Similarly, there were fish with upturned white bellies across the river surface, creating a scene of accumulating white upon a glance.

Dense turbulent fish schools effectively blocked these rotting, decomposing dead fish in place, spinning continuously with the water flow.

The strong stench filling the air attracted countless shiny green flies, turning the once beautiful Sanggan River into a dead zone.