Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 2239 - 684: Final Battle Countdown [10]_2

Princess Melodhra was so enraged that she nearly lost her grip on the Slysir staff in her hand. The more she resisted crying, the more tears flowed.

The human mages watched in amusement—serves them right! Who told you Sea Clan and Demon Clan to send four rookies pretending to be big shots across the river, instead of sending pepper-powder-worthy delegates? It’s simply outrageous!

"So, the supposedly powerful Aegean Saint Xiao is, in reality, someone who’s fond of playing psychological games. Bullying our inexperienced magic sea newcomers doesn’t count as heroism, right?" Red Yin flapped her wings, comforting the mortified Mermaid Princess while criticizing Liu Zhenhuan and his group for their cunning: "This is Princess Mingzhu of Seia Sea Kingdom, mighty beings all, please show a shred of chivalry instead of solely using venomous tongues and vile words to attack a noble princess’s spirit!"

"I didn’t realize you had such broad knowledge." Liu Zhenhuan folded his arms, scrutinizing the Siren anew: "Child, you must understand, I am not trying to undermine anyone’s confidence. I am imparting the highest philosophy of battlefield survival to you! In the magical world, there are no princesses or emperors, respect is earned through experience and skill. If you don’t grasp this, perhaps you should be careful not to make a spectacle of yourselves!"

"If you’re going to send someone, at least send someone decent!" Rommel chuckled: "That silver-eyed fellow who just debuted looked quite impressive, but got blasted to pieces in a flash. This one is even better, reincarnated from a tear god. Is this the extent of the Sea Clan and Demon Clan’s blood generation mechanism?"

"Beauty, you don’t understand, big chest and no brain—this is consistent with the world’s development laws!" Someone unknown uttered another venomous remark.

Princess Melodhra’s confidence was completely shattered by this barrage of sarcasm and attacks. If someone could provide her a way to escape this hell of verbal abuse, she would be willing to pay any price she could afford.

"You damn Aegeans!" Ashley Yang, hot-blooded and just falling in love, glared with fiery eyes, drawing his sword and leaping high with a single bound, fiercely waving one hand to fling the ocher sand-leaf yellow paper into Old Liu’s face, with a sound like a whizzing crossbow.

Although Death Overlord Samuel successfully pilfered and spread Aegean Fighting Qi to the Demon World, most silver-eyed ones still practiced arcane art. This paper master, Ashley Yang, was no exception, his sword blade entwined with red flames, slashing viciously at Aegean Saint Xiao’s head from midair.

Old Liu felt a yellow blur before his eyes as the ground was engulfed by the yellow paper, without a single sheet missing.

The sound of a clanging clash like blades meeting, and before the whirlwind of paper blades passed, Ashley Yang’s wrathful sword was almost upon Old Liu’s head.

Nobody expected this little squirt to suddenly strike.

Of course, nobody thought this little squirt could transform the soft and fragile god-worship paper into sharp and swift blades.

"Damn it, is this considered a sneak attack?" Liu Zhenhuan tightly clutched the leopard skin at his waist, good heaven, the flying paper might not have taken his life, but nearly made him, dressed in retro garb and almost nude, run around exposed. 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Fat Luo quickly unfolded the singer’s attire to cover the boss, immediately transforming Old Liu, who looked like a caveman just a moment ago, into a regal appearance once again after his hedgehog-like fur stood up.

Demon World paper master Ashley Yang fell with a thud in front of Old Liu, in a stance still maintaining the high difficulty of a raised sword about to strike. A stunning black-haired beauty in snow-white attire, sweetly holding an orange-red realgar stone treasure sword, stood at Old Liu’s side.

"Don’t say I bully the small, this is Qingya, none of you recognize her, right?" Liu Zhenhuan whistled at the dumbfounded Melodhra and Red Yin: "This little sneak attacking brat got his bloodline frozen by the ’Blood Severing Finger,’ rest assured, he isn’t dead yet."

"Even a deity’s avatar will end up like this after getting hit by the ’Blood Severing Finger’!" Yi Tiao proudly declared, his scarred, handsome face flushed bright red.

"Is this a martial technique?" Phoenix Elder Ferdinand’s spiral eyebrows twitched violently upon hearing even a deity would be subdued.

"Effective against us Giant Dragons too?" Dragon City Lord Agassi shared the same reaction.

"As long as it’s flesh and blood, getting hit means they can’t escape!" Yi Tiao raised his voice considerably: "Aegean’s magical restraint might be breakable, but my wife’s ’Blood Severing Finger’ once hit, can’t be evaded by anyone, oh... A rank five Sea Dragon tasted it just a few days ago!"

Dragon and phoenix eye-balls scattered all over the place.

Nobody imagined that besides Dou Qi and the newly risen Iron-Blood Berserk, a formidable ’Blood Severing Finger’ emerged capable of fatally wounding super-level warcraft.

"Oh right, I should remind a few Sea Demon envoys, this Qingya is also pregnant." Liu Zhenhuan slapped his forehead: "Just look at what sort of folks your higher-ups are dispatching; they couldn’t resist even a pregnant woman, I feel embarrassed for you... for someone so grown up to be resorting to sneak attacks..."

Siren female mage Red Yin said nothing further, stepping forward to snatch the crystal broadsword from Ashley Yang’s raised hand, ruthlessly stabbing it toward the silver-eyed warrior’s throat.

After finishing the deed, Red Yin clapped her hands and walked back, without a hint of emotion visible on her seductive face.