Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 1297 - 361 Harvest_4

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Chapter 1297: Chapter 361 Harvest_4

Yesterday, after a brief interrogation by the internal guards, His Highness Caliph Harifa Abdullah very cooperatively handed over the design blueprints of the "Tower of Light’s Wish" hidden in the royal secret chamber. Liu was well aware that due to the difficulty in grinding lenses, such a powerful Mirror Cannon was hard to mass-produce, but even so, he had scraped clean all the glassmakers of the Royal Craft Institute. His only regret was not finding the design blueprints for the "Magnetic Storm Magic Lamp" and "Underground Sand Boat". However, it was no big deal, as if Rommel’s own weapon designs could be manufactured in batches, the Flying Camel Army would have already replaced their equipment and wouldn’t have waited for Liu to take over.

A rotten ship still has three pounds of nails, let alone the rich and dripping Kalimantan City.

"I’m not seeing things, am I? I’ve actually found the names ’Wrath of Thor’ and ’Tears of the Angel’!" Master Aymar exclaimed dramatically.

"Is that so?" Liu was stunned for a good while before rudely snatching the weapon list from Master Aymar’s hands. These pieces of equipment were all plundered from various grand houses, royal palaces, and temples of the fire-god, and he hadn’t had the chance to examine them yet.

"Wrath of Thor" was one of the most famous battle axes among the Berserkers of Tel Aviv, said to be a relic of the thunder god Odin!

"Tears of the Angel" was one of the three great magic bows of the Elves, on the same level as the "Eruni’s Kiss" held by the young prince Mari!

These two weapons had been lost to the Aegean Continent for a very, very long time; no one knew where they had gone. Could it be that the desert traders had offered them to Caliph Harifa Abdullah?

Liu was somewhat skeptical. The Aegean Continent had an unpleasant tradition, or one might say a common ailment amongst all the wisdom races – counterfeit items were rampant.

Any Berserker leader who left Tel Aviv, surrounded by ice and snow, to hustle in the glitzy world of the Aegean Continent, would often boast that the battle axe in their hand was the "Wrath of Thor", though any fool knew they were just flaunting counterfeit legendary axes. The giant Berserker battle axe in the hands of the hippopotamus poet O’Neal was also such common street merchandise; the origin of "Tears of the Angel" was from the Prairie Elf clan, and currently, several large tribes of Prairie Elves were living adjacent to the Bimon Kingdom in the Donau Wasteland, with each tribe claiming to possess a "Tears of the Angel" magic bow.

The treasure chest was flung open, and Liu sifted out two fine boxes made of golden Phoebe nanmu, the patterns on which indicated that they contained two legendary, epic weapons.

This "Wrath of Thor" was a double-edged battle axe, its sharp edge followed a hook-shaped expanding curvature, now fully displayed in front of Liu. The craftsmanship of this battle axe was superior, certainly mixed with rare metal elements. The frigid, blue blade exuded a domineering cutting power. The huge axe blade spread like wings, and the emblem of the One-Eyed Giant Bear matched the exclusive style of the Berserkers, though there was not a hint of Elemental Fluctuation emanating from it.

It was said that a genuine "Wrath of Thor" could unleash "Paralysis Lightning" three times when swung in an attack. Such a divine axe could practically be used as a magic wand by a mage.

Liu wasn’t sure if this magic bow was real or fake. Only those with Elf lineage could use the three great magic bows of the Elves, and the daytime battle had been tough; old Liu didn’t want to wake Xiao Cui from his dreams just to test it.

Just looking at its appearance, the making of this magic bow indeed followed the stunningly beautiful style of the Elves, with intricate and sophisticated patterns on the blue metallic bow limbs. The Elemental Fluctuations were complex and intense. The grip contained a relief of the ancient Elven King Legolas drawing his bow, and the bowstring, made from some unknown mythical beast’s sinew, was seductively red.

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These past two days, our production team was renovating the power lines; it was only finished yesterday afternoon. This afternoon, I’ll be able to rush out a Chapter before three o’clock, and at nine tonight, there will be another Chapter.

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