Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 2158 - 665: Life’s Uncertainties (Part 6)
This incredibly peculiar spell, bestowed by the heavens, is the polar opposite of the Fairy Dragon’s Devil Erasing Ability! This just happens to confirm the world’s emerging balance and the opposition of Yin and Yang!
Richard couldn’t help but think of a currently popular joke in the Bimon Kingdom. Although this joke is also deliberately exaggerating Old Liu’s strength, it’s not entirely unfounded.
Similarly, Andy’s "Dream Earth Element Magic" might only make him a half-baked mage with a flourish, but as long as there’s someone constantly in physical contact with him during battle, he can conjure a group of mages out of thin air!
"So, until now, have you always gone into battle unclothed?" Richard asked Gury, the Dwarf Mage: "Touching the clothes on your body shouldn’t have any ’Mage Contamination’ effect, right?"
"Master Richard, I swear on my beard, I have never gone into battle unclothed!" Andy, as straightforward as all Dwarves, immediately became anxious when Old Liu said this: "I’m clearly wearing shorts!"
"Wearing those big shorts, how many people can you assist with Mage Contamination at once?" Old Liu was in pain from holding back his laughter, regretting that he hadn’t witnessed it himself. It seemed like he had to watch out next time; such a spectacular scene on the battlefield is once-in-a-century.
"We humans are tall, take up space, so now we’re using these Gury Dwarves. They can probably contaminate about ten people at a time." Master Stefano pretended to cough, but the frequent twitching of his lips betrayed the fact that his soul was laughing heartily.
"They’re all idiots." Rommel, holding a cocktail, smirked: "Why doesn’t this Dwarf with such a long beard untie it, letting people around hold each strand?"
At this suggestion, dumbfounded gazes gathered on him from all directions. Yes! Why hadn’t anyone thought of it? Mage Contamination requires physical contact, and a beard is part of the body! It’s rare for Dwarves to have thick hair, but their beards grow long. Without constant trimming, an adult Dwarf could easily grow a beard longer than his height!
"Yeah!" Andy stared blankly for a while, then jumped three feet high on the spot, laughing with joy.
He had been troubled for a long time by the fact that he had to shed his clothes like a pig going into battle, yet he had made such a huge sacrifice, and the tribe elders still sternly criticized his immature attitude and lack of dedication in the war resisting the Sea Clan’s barbaric invasion!
Old Liu chuckled, taking out three Seven-degree Gold Rings, and gifted one to each of the three promising young mages as a meeting gift. His generous gesture and the noble demeanor of scattering wealth without a care not only made everyone present applaud desperately in admiration but also turned Rommel green with envy.
"I never do the crude work of courting talented individuals by being overly deferential. Recruiting talents is like pursuing women; first, you have to have something impressive to offer!" Richard said, picking up a big cigar as he spoke. He usually smoked cigars when he was proud: "If you build a magnificent coop, the phoenix will roost! These days, everyone believes in the philosophy of ’Climb the Dragon Gate, Crawl through the Dog Hole.’ If you have a Dragon Gate displayed, who would bother to crawl through a dog hole?"
"Your success today indeed has its reasons and is not completely reliant on luck." Rommel, like a little follower, kept nodding, agreeing with the statement’s validity.
The undefeated military god, Marshal Sidov, seized the opportunity to invite Old Liu to give a public speech to inspire everyone.
In anticipation of such unavoidable occasions, Old Liu had crammed his head full of famous Tang and Song poetry. However, unfortunately, he realized during his actual performance that these poems couldn’t be translated into the Aegean Common Language.
Without those cultured words to pose as a knowledgeable scholar, Old Liu racked his brains to come up with a few phrases to muddle through the speech. Most banquet guests felt a little unsatisfied. After all, the chances of encountering Lord Saint Xiao in a lifetime might be just today, so they scrambled to ask Richard about the Bimon strategy policies for enemies.
This is something Old Liu definitely couldn’t disclose openly. Knowing it was getting late, he was preparing to bid farewell to Marshal Sidov when an elf who had just entered the venue, proudly yet gracefully, stopped him and asked a rather sensitive question.
"All major provinces’ main cities in Bimon Kingdom are protected by high walls and strong fortresses, but there are no walls or moats outside the Red Earth Highland of Florence as a barrier. Aren’t you afraid that the Sea Clan or Demon Clan will concentrate forces for revenge in the future?" This travel-worn elf, in an elegant golden lace-up dress armor, had a helmet painted with purple lilac vines. Tall and slender, the golden-colored smooth ponytail lay tilted across the shoulder from the helmet; slung on the back was a golden longbow and a quiver of golden arrows. Her face was obscured by a mask, revealing nothing about her looks, with only her sweet and lightly mocking tone identifying her as female.
Before speaking, she even bowed proactively to Elise, holding her hands in a display of flowers, a formal and very respectful elven greeting.
Elise’s eyes lit up, and she firmly gripped Old Liu’s clothes, her delicate body trembling slightly.
The elf with golden hair could only be the most battle-hardened Golden Elves among the three Upper Elves!
Rumors about the Golden Elves spreading their branches in other continents had long circulated in Aegean. However, from the first Golden Elf questioner, two to three hundred Golden Elves streaming into the venue, all in elaborate armor, imposing and impressive.
Like a luxurious business card, their distinctive appearance alone ensured the human generals in charge of safety outside the venue did not stop these Golden Elves, bending low with politeness to welcome them in instead. Such respect was deserved, as the Golden Elves were indeed a branch of Upper Elves, warranting this treatment. However, many human generals actively gathered around these Golden Elves, trying to ingratiate themselves without hesitating to question whether they might not be spies in disguise, their attitude overly obsequious.
"Looks like the Broad Cold Moon Shadow Ritual worked!" Elise quietly informed Old Liu, "The Golden Elves are our elves’ proudest warriors. You must strengthen ties with them; don’t let this piece of meat on your plate escape!"
"Why aren’t they talking to you?" Richard asked softly.
"Duh! Everyone knows by now that I follow you for a living!"
"Why don’t you answer my question? You’re not thinking of saying that if the Demon and Sea Clans concentrate forces to assault Florence, you would straightforwardly give up defending if necessary, are you?" The Golden Elf leader spoke with a hint of sarcasm. Facing Lord Saint Xiao, having such audacity was something only Upper Elves possessed in Aegean.
Truthfully, this Golden Elf had hit the nail on the head. Old Liu indeed had psychological preparations for abandonment in his defense plans for Florence. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have hurried to relocate all the citizens to Chesang Continent and the Underground World.
But since the plan was to win over and recruit these elves known as the most skilled warriors, naturally, the honest truth couldn’t be spoken.
"Never doubt the martial spirit of Bimon! We in Florence don’t need city walls at all..." Richard solemnly declared to everyone, full of Bimon valor, with a tone worthy of a martyr on the scaffold: "Because we have the chests of men!"
With Old Liu, this veteran in recruiting warriors, it was evident that with this blood-boiling declaration added to his superior status, it was enough to earn the lifelong courage of all warriors who revered martial prowess to the Florence battle flag.
In fact, ever since "We in Florence don’t need city walls at all, because we have the chests of men!"—these valiant words came out, ninety percent of human warriors clad in armor couldn’t help cheering for Lord Saint Xiao with raised fists.
The Golden Elf leader nodded lightly, slowly removed her mask, revealing a flawless face beaming with a smile so enchanting it seemed to make the surrounding air freeze.
"Just brute courage, that’s all." The follow-up words from this beautiful Golden Elf hardly matched her captivating smile: "Joining under your command definitely has no future!"
The venue fell into complete silence instantly; all sounds vanished in an instant, leaving Old Liu and Elise so shocked that their jaws almost dislocated.
"Seems like even a splendid coop can’t always attract a phoenix!" Rommel laughed, bending over.
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