Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 64 - 10 Sing If You Want to Sing_2

64: Chapter 10 Sing If You Want to Sing_2

64 -10 Sing If You Want to Sing_2

Hypocrites.

Liu Zhenhan let out a particularly resounding snort through his large nostrils.

The Mermaid Princess waved to stop the Magic Shark Knights, who were eager to move but had already recovered their minds.

Since the other party was obviously showing weakness, it was a good time to back down.

If a full-on fight would lead to irreparable damage, it would be pointless.

To fight a devastating battle for no reason would be foolish, and moreover, the terrifying power of these Golden Figures was unimaginable.

Clam Girl Ning Yu sighed deeply in despair, waved her hand, and the twelve Golden Figures over the sea disappeared into the ether, immediately clearing a large space on the sea’s surface.

“Our raft is gone, how do we leave now?” Liu Zhenhan was rather unwilling.

“Swim.”Helen’s answer was brief but forceful.

“Wait a moment!” The Mermaid Princess spoke up again.

“I want you to tie them up as a gift to me!

Otherwise, I do not accept your apology!” Avril sensed the eastern people on the ship were wary of her and started to show off again.

“These guests have nothing to do with us, how can we have the right to tie them up and give them to you!

Your request is too much!”Clam Girl could not bear it any longer and retorted.

The clamshell behind Clam Girl Ning Yu, which looked like wings, trembled violently from her rage.

“Richard, let’s go!” Helen surveyed the crowd emotionlessly without any resentment or blame.

Ferguson Xu discreetly signaled the panda warriors.

The pandas could not bear to meet his gaze and loitered around, looking at the raft lying in shambles on the deck while Gude turned his face away in shame.

With Helen in one hand and a giant tortoise shell in the other, Liu Zhenhan slowly walked through the crowd on the ship.

The friction between the shell and the deck created a harsh noise, and his gaze was filled with contempt.

“I despise you.” Liu Zhenhan whispered in Ferguson Xu’s ear as he walked by: “Utterly and completely.”

An undeniable sneer appeared on Old Xu’s face, a visible display of contempt rippled through the air.

A surge of indescribable anger quickly welled up in Helen’s heart, making her feel almost suffocated, as if a weight was pressing down on her chest.

Helen sonorously began to sing the most stirring stanza from the Beamon spirit communication war song.

Falling in mid-air…

Half a maple leaf….

That is the embodiment of my burning courage and blood…

Oh…

The glory of Kampas…

It starts with you and me…

The heroic voice, originally sung from countless worshippers, became mournful in Helen’s mouth, and those who heard the war song could imagine the brave Beamon warriors fearlessly charging towards their powerful enemies.

The panda warriors all suppressed their feelings, hanging their heads, the joints of their fingers cracking under the strain.

Although Beamon are from the East, they propagated in the Western Continent for many years.

All Beamon hearts are connected, evoking feelings of shared sorrow amongst the Panta Clan’s panda warriors.

“Horrific winds…

chilling waters, strong men gone…

never to return…” Tears welled up in Clam Girl Ning Yu’s eyes as she began to sing an ancient Eastern song.

The melancholy melody expressed the Mo Shao Clan’s Clam People’s farewell to the disaster-stricken Beamon.

Unyielding laughter echoes in the heavy waves…

Blood roaring hotter than the sun…

Guts as tough as iron, bones as strong as steel…

With chest broad and gaze far-reaching…

Vowing to strive and be a strong man…

If it is Beamon, he must strengthen himself…

Liu Zhenhan couldn’t help but let out his passion.

An exhilarating war song spontaneously erupted from his mouth, the rhythm potent and fierce.

As he sang, he banged the giant tortoise shell in his hand like a drum.

The booming drum sound mingled with the resounding war song, merging into a special rhythm, bringing forth a scene of a grand and gallant army.

Brilliant rays of light rolled around his body and a brilliant halo spread out, flowing into the bodies of all the panda warriors.

The bodies of the Panta Clan’s panda warriors underwent a drastic change; their muscles ballooned as though they were full of water, their veins bulged, and the black and white hairs on their bodies stood erect.

Even the black rings around their eyes quickly turned a startling blood red.

The pandas’ bodies were violently shaking.

Uncontrollable.

“Screw those damn Sea Clan!” Gude roared and picked up a fishing spear from the deck, stepping on the railing.

With a flash, he launched groundward with a downward thrust at a Magic Shark warrior on the sea.

The other panda warriors were not to be outdone.

They roared and threw their fishing spears.

The Magic Shark Knights had no idea what was happening on the ship.

They had just been relieved that the formidable Golden Figures had disappeared and the eastern travelers had humbly surrendered to their princess.

As the mournful songs echoed, they were still intoxicated by the beautiful singing when, with a flash, more than ten black and white heads appeared and suddenly a barrage of fishing spears was shot towards them.

The Magic Shark Knights were among the best of the Sea Clan’s warriors.

Could their reputation be groundless?

Each of the Goblin Knights instinctively tried to defend themselves with their Bone Forks at the first instant.