Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 2282 - 694: The Ultimate Showdown [3]_5

The Six-winged Heavenly King Atest, eyes wide open in two blood-soaked sockets, spine shattered into several pieces, emitted a silent manic laughter. While leading the Winged Knights into the abyssal iron curtain, they fell victim to the Naga’s unique ability, "Group Silent Spell," repeatedly covering them extensively, rendering him mute. Nonetheless, his ears still worked, and he heard the name of the Starworld King and the frightened whispers, bringing him immense relief and bitter satisfaction.

He couldn’t forget... couldn’t forget the damage caused to the Winged Knights by the "Battle Axe Cannon Gift." Those turboprop launched "Oxy-Explosive Flying Axes," the air echoes from each shock blast were enough to darken the vision even for a King like him!

He couldn’t forget... couldn’t forget the "Abraham Heavy Ballista," the trident-shaped anchor arrows possessing vicious mental guidance, no matter how the Winged Knights evaded, they would follow closely; the arrowheads made of willow iron were loaded with powerful Black Silver, even the most battle-hardened four-winged Magic Cavalryman Wright was blown into pieces with the Slat Banana tree behind him by just one ballista shot!

He couldn’t forget... couldn’t forget the ephemeral brilliance emitted by the seven Cloud Magnetic Storm Lighthouses. The multicolored magnetic storms, a special arc current from intense geomagnetic disruptions, appeared in the Demon World, usually manifesting themselves as dazzling, beautiful auroras. They floated lightly, flickering on and off, with no natural phenomenon able to match them. No brush could depict this mesmerizing, ever-changing light playing miraculously in the night skies of the Demon World.

The Demon Clan always thought it was the torch guiding souls into the Netherworld, but today’s Florentine proved to Atest through action that it was merely external fluctuations of geomagnetic effects! After the coils in the magnetic storm lighthouse brewed one colorful magnetic storm current after another, the cold night sky over the Donau Wasteland was now folding and transforming into versatile and splendid aurora patterns!

"Why stop the Forbidden Curse? Aren’t you wealthy enough? I’d like to see how you fight it out with the Starworld King!" The Six-winged Heavenly King mocked Florentine’s incompetence and cowardice using his mental power language: "You pathetic bastards that only know how to ambush..."

A leg whip heavier than an iron rod knocked out half of the Six-winged Heavenly King’s teeth, a splash of purple blood danced in mid-air, tracing a long trail.

Liu Zhenhuan dusted off his pants.

"The Demon Dragon royal family is truly the Demon Dragon royal family, space magic is indeed their forte. The plane summoning spells cast by their emperor and prince couple together is probably the world’s most top-notch space magic!" Elder Andulan lamented: "If two Saint Level masters could help me break the seal now, being able to battle against a formidable opponent like Xiang Jun would be the most glorious and dignified death!"

Tang Zang Empire does have three Saint Level mages, but they dare not help my father, unraveling the self-seal of a sixth-level Giant Dragon requires extremely fine and skillful elemental micro-control, if mishandled, elemental backlash is more dangerous than releasing a Forbidden Curse—if nothing else happens, only when Guoguo advances to Saint Xiao, and the Elemental Spirits become one, will my father regain his might.

One must admit, for the Aegean Continent severely lacking high-level power, letting a combat genius, a sixth-level Frost Giant Dragon with the title "Dancer," sit and watch the battlefield stir is indeed an extremely regretful waste.

"Big brother, why go through all the trouble, just blast them with the Sequencer Pearl!" Kaka grinned mischievously: "If there are two ’Xiang Jun,’ Dalisandro would be perfect, such a grand goal is really a rare opportunity!"

"Wait a bit longer, spare the child and catch no wolf; the Demon Dragon has summoned two Dalisandro, the Witch King won’t sit idle either, the Winged Knights are wiped out, and their army is scattered by us, I do not believe Monroe won’t call other experts to support." Liu Zhenhuan passionately kissed the two Sequencer Pearl Rings on his hand: "Obischillaci, old man wants to seize the moment and cook them whole with a big ladle!"

"What if the Witch King doesn’t call for help? Two Xiang Jun, four Demon Dragon royals, plus a Witch King, and possibly a Magic Tutor, that strength isn’t lacking!" Elise grumbled: "Speaking of which... Isn’t the invader’s strength too great!"

"Great my ass!" Liu Zhenhuan sneered: "I admit Xiang Jun indeed has an infamous reputation, but what does that matter? Isn’t it just two shoulders carrying one head?"

"Mother, don’t worry, I alone can handle these two Xiang Jun!" Ninth Prince Xiao Kong brazenly rested the Jing Gold staff on his shoulder and thumped his chest at Elise: "Watch me..."

The Ninth Prince did as he said, charged right out.

With that charge, Old Liu couldn’t sit still either, biting an unlit cigar, he followed right out.

Queen Monroe felt it was a miracle she could even stand still, she hadn’t expected to be so strong.

Clearly, the three hundred thousand demon clan troops came to attack Florentine, but now it turned into Florentine attacking the demon clan’s army. Wave after wave of fierce warriors were not rushing to besiege but rather like moths diving towards an oil lamp, sacrificing for an unreachable target in vain.