Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 2123 - 660: Era of Six Familiars (Part 3)
The ground began to tremble slightly, sending ripples slowly across the surface of the huge quenching barrels.
Countless wolf cavalry swept in like the wind, resembling slanted waves as they surged into the valley from the volcano’s mouth, their unsheathed blades reflecting the red glow of the subterranean mini-sun, casting a synchronized reflection on the faces of each envoy.
The Dubin delegation looked at each other in confusion, not knowing what to do.
The Medusa emissaries reflexively formed a back-to-back circular formation, their muscles taut as they gripped their weapons.
The riding wolves, with their thick pads, were usually silent when running, but these wolf cavalry rode on uniformly fierce and grotesque beasts, covered in thick salt frost from head to toe, including their hooves, solid and heavy upon landing.
They had huge saw-like teeth protruding from their lips, their heads resembling a spiked bone helmet, with only two green lamp-like eyes reminding others that they were the steeds of the Salt Wolves, the steadfast companions of the Wolf Knights roaming the Saline-alkali Forest.
Over five hundred muscular wolf cavalry wielded swords sharp enough to cut through iron like mud, orchestrating their mounts into a large encirclement, corralling all the envoys into the center.
Lord Terry despaired as he sensed the violent elemental fluctuation from the mounts of these Wolf Knights, realizing that they were actually magical beast cavalry. It was unimaginable that the Beamon had now grown powerful enough to secretly harbor over five hundred magical beast knights!
"Death does not intimidate the priest!" The Medusa emissary’s eyes were wide with rage, staring fiercely at Old Liu nearby. This shout also exposed his hidden identity, but it no longer mattered.
As the Hibernation Badge gracefully swiped through the air, a "Slow-Fast Violent Bear" four meters tall rose to its feet, its thick mane bristling instantaneously at the sensed hostility, its blood-red lantern-like eyes glaring at Old Liu, emitting a deep, authoritative growl from its throat.
"What a rare magical pet!" Liu Zhenshan’s eyes lit up. "Slow-Fast Bears" had long been extinct in the Aegean. These high-echelon magical bears were exceptionally rare magical beasts with a dual capability to bind with ’Restricting Wind’ to slow targets like a snail or enhance speed with ’Swift Wind,’ thus the name ’Slow-Fast.’
Before the words had fully left his mouth, Old Liu reached out, grabbing a handful of something invisible. Slowly, a crystal-clear transparent viper began to fade into white in the air. As Old Liu increased his grip, this arm-thick viper gradually returned to its original form from its invisible state—a colorful, horned viper.
Although beautiful in pattern, the viper was tightly squeezed by steel-grip fingers at its vital spot, yet it still raised its head, flicking its tongue and spitting out a Z-shaped Zorro lightning bolt, striking hard against Old Liu’s chest.
Unfortunately, the power of this Z-shaped lightning was insufficient, producing only a bizarre metallic roar like a striking bell, sending some steadfast golden chest hair flying, landing with a resounding clang.
Meanwhile, the Slow-Fast Violent Bear, enhanced with ’Swift Wind,’ also lunged at Old Liu. Before it could swipe its seven-inch sharp claws, it had already spun back and flown diagonally like a sack.
Liu Zhenshan was laughing; the Difeng Giant and the Shieldaxe Dwarves were also laughing.
The Wolf Knights gazed with a mixture of disdain and pity at the intimidated Medusa envoys. If the boss hadn’t gestured for a pause, would you even be alive right now? Five hundred mutant Salt Wolves firing at once would be enough to deal with you!
"Do you really dare to sneak up on me with such feeble invisibility?" Liu Zhenshan plucked out the flickering red tongue of the viper like picking garlic: "Forget it, I won’t stoop to your level. If you really want to die, you can try again."
Tears of heartbreak flowed from the Medusa emissary’s eyes. The bear was kicked unconscious, the electric viper defanged; the anger in his eyes could almost rival the Lava River outside the valley. However, he no longer dared to act recklessly; the Shaman of Divine Songs might forgive his first reckless mistake but certainly wouldn’t give a second chance. The recent gamble had shattered all his combat techniques completely.
It was clear the divine representative did not truly intend to kill him.
"Don’t forget, the future of the nation is in your hands!" Liu Zhenshan held the viper tightly with both hands, pretending to tear it in two: "As an envoy of a country, you should not let personal emotions interfere with official matters! To give you a lesson, this snake will serve as your sacrifice for crossing me!"
"No!" Lord Terry quickly cried out. This "Rapid Lightning Splendid Viper" was his treasure, with its ’five-step fall’ venomous fangs and formidable lightning spell attack. The Medusa emissary had used it to hunt countless tricky foes.
"Realized your mistake?"
"I have..."
"Good, tell me, what exactly is this thing? Why is it invisible? Don’t tell me this viper isn’t your magical pet!"
"It is my magical pet, please... please return it to me first, Your Eminence..." Terry regretted a bit. He wasn’t as gullible as the Dubin people, and if not for being shocked out of his senses by the recent news, he never would’ve exposed the real strength of the current Medusa priesthood. Now, there was no more hiding it; this Shaman was simply too astute.
"Return it, my ass!" Old Liu swung the striped viper, striking Terry head-on while cursing: "You’re as sly as a fox, you deceitful fig! You’re a Larza Beast with maggots in your bones! Pretending ignorance when you clearly have a new type of summoning war song, what’s your purpose in hiding? Damn! Are you so afraid we’ll learn the Medusa war song? Hell! Even if you beg me on your knees, I won’t learn it!"
