Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 2205 - 676: Countdown to the Final Battle [2]

Seeing the three big shots from Caiyu City slowly descending from the Red Earth Highland, a group of Golden Dwarves quickly brandished their staffs. Better safe than sorry, who knows if this sea dragon might break free from the magic restraints and cause harm after absorbing so much magic power.

"Wait a bit longer!" The Ninth Prince’s big booming voice made the wasteland tremble: "I’ve called my second junior brother and the Dragon Horse too!"

The strong monk, "Purity in Mind," with a skeleton necklace around his neck, led the White Dragon Horse, looking bewildered as he followed Xiao Kong. He was a bit dizzy; why were there so many people at the Red Earth Square in Emerald City today?

Rommel was utterly stunned.

Even with his unparalleled genius, he couldn’t calculate to what realm the sea dragon’s magic power would ascend.

To save his own life, he felt it necessary to unleash the "Wrath of Thor," and then reward the unconscious sea dragon with a "Paralysis Lightning."

"Actually, we should wait a few more days until the full moon night of the fifteenth. With the Iscidium Metal insignia, this sea dragon can even go ’Berserk in the Moonlit Night’!" suggested Beckham, the captain of the Magic Protector group, with a differing opinion.

The Azure Sea Dragon was already awake, but completely despaired, for its limbs were tightly restrained by four morphing men transformed from Phantom Beast Dragons — as we all know, the physical prowess of each Phantom Beast Dragon can reach hundreds of tons.

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After the messy preparations were completed, a heart-rending howl finally ripped through the sky, resounding shockingly.

"Haha! There’s actually ’Bi Xue Dan Qing’! It seems this sea dragon died quite unjustly!" Liu Zhenhuan’s crazy laughter could be heard from eight hundred miles away: "This is truly super-replenishing elemental essence!"

Guoguo discarded the dagger, leisurely dividing the azure dragon blood floating in the air into three streams, took a strong whiff, then quickly stuffed cotton into his nose and started acting like an Immortal.

Two blood-red enchanting figures quietly appeared behind it, the faint blessing voices like whispers from a fairyland, echoing across the entire Red Earth Square.

"It’s about time to come out!" Liu Zhenhuan, who had been extremely tense, gave a hard kick to the towering red earth spire by his side; his excitement caused him to misjudge the strength, and the red earth spire, already baked into ceramic by "Ground Fire City Ruin," flew off its root, collapsing a large lush section in the depths of the bamboo forest afar.

The numerous gains from the South Cross Star’s Divine Realm War...

The Sand Lizard Knights, Mu Ze Imam, and the Mermaids of Witherspoon City...

The slaughter created by the Demon World...

Old Liu couldn’t recall how long he had been accumulating the blood essence.

One must know that when Guoguo advanced from Magic Tutor to Saint Chiao, his foundation was much more solid compared to when he advanced to Saint Chiao!

Meishai jumped down from the palanquin, grabbing Old Liu’s arm anxiously asked: "Is this the Saint Pu level... Is it... Is it..."

No need to ask anymore, the powerful elemental fluctuations exuding from Guoguo already served as the best proof.

Ever since Liu Zhenhuan advanced from Saint Pu to Saint Xiao, his elemental fluctuations became less noticeable. Now Emerald City finally had a supreme powerhouse whose innate magical rhythm itself could be terrifying!

After a brief silence in the Red Earth Square, thunderous applause accompanied countless hats soaring into the sky.

The exhilarated Guoguo pinched his nose, gentlemen-like took off his hat, made an exaggerated flourish with a hat flick, and made a bow to the surroundings.

"On the lunar eclipse of March 4th next year, as long as you have another ’Blood Moon Praise Ceremony,’ you can skip a level to become a Saint Xiao!" Liu Zhenhuan embraced his good son tightly, kissing his face with a smack-smack: "Darn! By then, will you have transformed into human form?"

"Haha, don’t follow your father’s unpromising conduct of fooling around, by then, with two Blood Magic Elemental Spirit envoys, who can stop our Guoguo?" Elder Andulan laughed toothily.

"Oh, come on! Still can’t transform into human form at Saint Pu level? How hard is it for low-level magical beasts to transform into human form?" Rommel almost bit his own tongue.

"Super-level warcrafts are indeed happier, with a little hard work in magic they can transform into human form." Old Liu also deeply felt: "Low-level magical beasts have it too hard! They are even worse than regular wild beasts, look at Mattlazi, even if he has to start over to build up his magic power upon human transformation, isn’t it at least better than Guoguo?"

"Only through enduring the worst bitterness can one rise above, once Guoguo endures this, his vast magic power doesn’t need rebuilding from scratch, who can compare?" Rommel bitterly smiled: "Can super-level warcrafts compare? Can human mages compare? Richard, I really admire you, you actually cultivated a low-level magical beast to this level."

"Thanks to you too, after all, it was you who brought a live fifth-level sea dragon." Liu Zhenhuan gave Rommel a bear hug according to desert tribe custom: "...Hehe, I know your intentions well, rest assured, now you’re also considered part of the Aegean Alliance, you’re our comrade-in-arms, be it humans or Beamons, no one would turn a blind eye in your time of need."

"This point I never doubt, because I believe in your awareness, regardless of in-fighting or settling scores later, it’s not nearly time yet," Rommel extended a hand to Old Liu: "May I have a word with you?"