Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 2008 - 639: The Ingenuity of the War Song_6

"Incompetent leadership." Staff chief Rovi is a straightforward person; no other city wall has ever come to ask for elixir, only the Temple Knights, led by Brut, come to ask for elixir every hour on average.

Old Lizard pretends not to hear; he believes he doesn’t need to bicker with any warrior from the Summer Palace guards. These people are all madmen, and a good person never argues with madmen.

"Rovi! Give me another box of elixirs!" Liu Zhenshake throws away his wolf fang club and shield, wiping the blood from his face with a towel: "Damn it, this is really strange! These octopus warriors are so short, logically they shouldn’t be so brave, why are they all desperately climbing the city wall? They are at least five times smaller than the Antelope Warriors, what kind of courage does it take to charge up and risk their lives? One or two would be understandable, but how come they’re all like suicidal maniacs? Where in the world are there so many suicidal maniacs?"

"Yeah, yeah... each one acts as if they’re berserk, they’re really fearlessly rushing into magic!" Old Lizard tightly hugs the elixir box, happily smiling: "Even if our vassal tribe were berserk, I guess they wouldn’t have this courage; after killing hedgehogs and skunks, they wouldn’t dare battle Whale Warriors."

Old Liu sighs, realizing the Bimon Vassal Tribe can’t compare to these octopus warriors, even though they’re the same small stature.

Even if blessed with berserk and even under the protection of the ’Light of Sobriety,’ with the frail constitution of the Bimon Vassal Tribe, they might die of cerebral hemorrhage on the spot...

A sudden flash of inspiration struck his mind.

"Wait a moment, my lord!" Liu Zhenshake grabs Old Lizard, who was about to turn and leave.

"Ouch, let go... let go..." Brut cries out miserably; he feels like his arm is clamped by tongs, the pain bringing tears to his eyes.

"Prepare all the sacrificial rites!" Liu Zhenshake releases the red-robed priest, who was on the verge of fainting from pain, picks up the ’scented hyacinth’ on his hem, and his thunderous roar immediately drowns out the battlefield noise: "Everyone, cast the ’Berserk Halo’ on the enemy army! Damn it, I don’t believe these short mules can withstand the aftereffects of berserk! Listen up, it’s to be cast on the enemy army, don’t accidentally send the ’Light of Sobriety’ over there too! Begin!"

As massive berserk halos descended, one after another, many fierce octopus warriors started to foam at the mouth and lay on the ground, limbs twitching as if electrocuted, and black blood oozing from their eyes, ears, mouths, and noses.

The aftereffects of berserk are evidently something the short-statured octopus warriors, having taken the ’Desperate Medicine Pill,’ cannot withstand.

Throughout history, this is also the first time Bimon priests have used the ’Glorious Halo’ to decimate enemy forces on a large scale.

Prince Similian and Prince Rhincor rubbed their eyes twice, still feeling like they were dreaming.

Could the Bimon War Song kill?

Or even kill in swathes?

"Prince Similian, brother-in-law, how many more half-hours do you intend to keep me waiting?" Liu Zhenshake stands atop the city wall, mockingly calling out to the mermaid prince from afar: "My eyes have grown cobwebs and mushrooms!"

Seeing the main enemy forces finally moving, Old Liu couldn’t help but chuckle; he had prepared an extra special treat for the Sea Clan army’s base camp.

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