Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 2109 - 657: Unexpected Discovery (Part 2)
Several skilled Rhin stone-steppers were performing impressive tricks. Some of them jumped back and forth, stepping alternately on two stone balls moving in unison—this was called a "Free ball"; others stacked the two stone balls, engaging in breathtaking high-altitude balance juggling—this was called "Ball Kicking"; or they would suddenly step forcefully on a stone ball with the arch of their foot causing it to reverse and turn sharply on the spot—this was called "Dribbling"...
According to Prince Kahn, the Rhin usually played with stone balls the size of coconuts during their leisure time in Sabak. Transitioning suddenly to these giant stone balls, they appeared a bit awkward, with at least half of their skills unexhibited. If they became familiar with the nature of these larger balls, they could perform even more spectacularly.
The sea lion warriors in the Naga troops watched with eyes almost cramping. The seabed world lacks the flat and unobstructed training environment of the land. In terms of footwork, dribbling, and stamina, being used to struggling in the marine environment, they couldn’t compare with these land-based Rhin in ball juggling.
Others didn’t pay attention to how skillfully the Rhin Beamon handled the ball. They were completely frightened by the power of the Rhin Swordsmen paired with their stone chariots... Try to imagine when a heavily armed, muscular Rhin giant, stepping on a massive stone ball two to three meters high, rolls swiftly toward you—perhaps a landslide, with mud and rocks rolling down, wouldn’t feel much different, right?
The humans, the three major Demonic Sea Clans, Bonaparte Medusa, and the Dubin envoys each obtained thousands of gallons of seal oil. This military oil has the same burning performance as the currently popular Aegean military fire oil, requiring "stacked fuel" to ignite. It is also edible; though it has a fishy gamey taste, it is extremely nutritious and thus sparked a large-scale scramble.
As for the Naga logistics system’s spatial equipment, "Three-Dimensional Pearl," it didn’t compare to the quality of "Sea Treasury Gem" used by the Hai Mu Allied Forces. The largest capacity of the former is only about thirty tons and is again for water storage, so Feilengcui simply handed them off to those unsophisticated out-of-towners.
Only two noble Swan leaders refrained from this looting amidst the chaos. While others were busy plundering war loot, they were bringing witch doctors everywhere on the battlefield to heal Lucian’s wounded, akin to the Aegean version of Bethune.
Liu Zhankhan handed the two "Singing Crystals" snatched from Pope Brut to Prince Kahn to bring to Mourinho. He didn’t want to deal directly with the old swan anymore as there was nothing to say, which would only increase the awkwardness.
These two "Singing Crystals" were prepared by Old Liu for the Second Young Master and the Third Young Master. The "Singing Crystal" could communicate with the spirits of clouds and lightning and grant immunity to natural lightning. Consuming it equates to possessing the formidable power of a Sub-dragon Magical Beast—ever since the Second and Third Young Masters lost "Jian Die Tuo Du," they’ve lacked self-defense capability. As their other father, Old Liu had to plan ahead and make arrangements for them.
Liu Zhankhan didn’t even explain a word to the confused Prince Kahn.
He believed that with Mourinho’s wisdom, he wouldn’t fail to guess his intentions.
He also believed that Mourinho had the same profound paternal love for the Second Young Master and the Third Young Master as he did, and would absolutely not covet their combat power, nor pass on the two "Singing Crystals" to other warriors or priests for consumption.
The Swan Main Priest accepted the two priceless, precious crystals passed on by Prince Lionheart without any questions, without saying a word. 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖
Integrity stands firm as strength. As Meishuai had just mentioned to Old Liu, once there are no thousands of high-level Fallen Mages to fall back on, Moore and the Drow’s ruling foundation in Lucian will inevitably shake. Just as these words were ringing in the ears, the incident of defection in Lucian’s army indeed occurred post-battle.
These fellows abandoned by the gods did not turn to the wise and insightful Rommel, nor did they submit to the ever-emerging fame of Feilengcui Overlord. Instead, they sought refuge with the genuinely honorable Smey Clan—After all, no matter how wise and renowned a supporter is, it’s still not as good as a dependable master who won’t abandon you at the crucial moment.
Apart from over four thousand wounded soldiers, there were also more than three hundred Gray Dwarf warriors, six hundred Eagle-Bull people, and seven hundred river fairy archers crying out to join Mourinho’s banner; had it not been for most Lucian soldiers’ family ties, had it not been for the officers being preemptively fed "Bloody Mary" by the Fallen Elves, had it not been for the Hell Black Dragon intervening vocally, this number might have sharply risen by several multiples.
The observational acuteness of the Fallen Elves’ leadership and the adaptability of the Fallen Race were indeed eye-opening for Old Liu.
In the face of the luminescence of humanism, even some shrewd Naga soldiers found their way to Mourinho, actively requesting the Smey army to manage them as prisoners.
The Swan Main Priest politely refused the Naga’s request. In this universally corrupt dark moment, he expressed his respect for the Lucian ally through concrete actions—Yet with Mourinho taking such actions, Liu Zhankhan could only turn away the Naga sorcerers who came knocking.
Among the discerning in sight were undoubtedly the Mages. It only took one glance for these over two hundred Naga Mages to discern the strength of the Summer Palace Guards. Being noble Hainaga Mages, if they were to surrender, they would only choose to pay their Night Pearl Staff to the strongest!
