Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 1316 - 367: Eight Strategies to Pacify the Demons (Part 1)

Acquiring a hundred Base Dragons required five million Gold Coins. Richard had over ten million Gold Coins on hand and wouldn’t mind spending it all as long as someone could supply the goods. The Mulanese from Kalimantan were his most solid bank!

Of course, if he ever ran out of Gold Coins, Richard wouldn’t mind having his guard squadron make a one-time appearance as a band of robbers!

Richard wanted to see who would dare think of the Bimon Kingdom as merely a barbaric nation composed of beasts after this! Beasts couldn’t possibly cough up five million Gold Coins, could they?

On the secrecy front, Richard didn’t forget to issue a gag order to Chief Kien. Under no circumstances was he to speak carelessly about the "Doppler Rays" secret. Absolutely not!

The Clay Giants, with their unique abilities, had suffered for countless generations and endured the covetous gazes of many for years. Even without explicit instructions, Chief Kien and the Clay Giants knew what to do.

Richard was also planning to intercept a hundred young priests from the expeditionary ritual team. Regardless of whether the temple agreed, he had decided to do it! This would be his and Helen’s greatest confidence in their upcoming major battle against the Demon Clan!

With priests aiding the transformation of the Base Dragon Phantom Beasts, and relying on the plentiful Magical Beast resources underground, he could form a grand phantom beast knight squadron by expanding remote attackers like the Panda Warriors and Antelope Infantry within the next six months. Richard felt he could absolutely walk sideways, at least in the skies!

Aegean’s military strategy had long planned to lean towards the air force. If not now, then when?

Even if the Demon Clan was crafty, they’d have to reconsider whether they could really stomp in Aegean!

As for tattooing the Buddha Giants, that was another crafty idea from the Overlord himself, with the same intimidation purpose as the Phantom Beasts.

As a member of the Buddha Giant race, Rudd rapidly found out during his brief interactions—they assumed a respectful posture whenever they saw him, a courtesy usually reserved for the chieftain alone!

Flower King Rudd? Haha... Richard absolutely loved this title. fɾeeweɓnѳveɭ.com

Privileges not used are privileges wasted.

When Richard suggested tattooing thirty-eight adult Buddha Giants, Chief Deseli hesitated for a moment but found no reason to refuse.

After all, the Ascetic Monk doctrine didn’t explicitly forbid tattoos, and getting tattooed didn’t violate the Buddha Giants’ cherished principle of "life above all."

By "Flower King Rudd" Richard’s definition—tattooing represented a form of beauty, a necessity for pursuing a high-quality life!

Even Ning Yu and Helen, who knew Richard best, couldn’t understand why Richard was so insistent on the Buddha Giants getting tattoos.

Only Richard himself was chuckling inside.

Obischillaci!

Giant, ten meters tall! How many such Giants were there in the Aegean Continent?

Everyone in the desert knew that Buddha Giants did not kill, but who on the Aegean Continent knew? Giants on Aegean were synonymous with being temperamental, powerful, and strong!

Take Chief Deseli, the boss ripped off his clothes revealing sinewy muscles, his arms as thick as the trunk of a millennial tree. Such a fierce man on the Aegean Continent, no one dared approach him threateningly, for this boss was a super Giant twice as tall as ordinary giants!

If he tattooed the motif "Golden Eagle Swooping on Python" on his arms and "Lone Wolf Howling at Moon" on his front and back, who wouldn’t shudder at the sight?

In fact, the tattoo designs Richard prepared for these Buddha Giants were mostly fierce and terrifying; either skulls or savage beasts, or the likes of death’s scythe. The tallest and strongest Buddha Giant, Mingyao, stood at eleven meters twenty-six, broad-shouldered and stout, his lobe-dangling ears longer than an average human’s height. Richard instructed the Hedgehog to tattoo the character for "Endurance," surrounded by flying dragons on both his wrists. Whether others would truly see Mingyao as a patient figure was anyone’s guess.

The underground arms factory had already received new instructions from the boss: prioritize crafting giant utilitarian shovels for the thirty-eight adult Buddha Giant men, three thousand pounds each, all eight meters long, sharpened at both ends, to the extent that they could shave a strand of hair, and the blades polished, the surface tempered with red-haired steel to resembled blood-stained appearance, absolutely cold and menacing.

The Buddha Giants simply couldn’t refuse such weapons, because "Flower King Rudd" argued convincingly—the crescent blade at the front of the shovel was for clearing grass and paving paths, the back for burying bones exposed in the wilderness, and the pole could be used as a carrying pole, a magical tool!

The Buddha Giants were greatly thankful, praising the thoughtful Flower King Rudd.

Richard, of course, wasn’t just playing around with these little tricks: as a foreign Buddha Giant, "I wear a giant skull necklace, and you Buddha Giants should learn from me!"

According to his and the Buddha Giants’ explanations, wearing a string of skull necklaces around the neck served to enlighten worldly people abruptly to the impermanence of life, and also to motivate oneself to overcome inner demons and scorn death—how could this be a bad thing?

Certainly not a bad thing! The Buddha Giants really naively bought his seemingly profound ghost stories.

Obischillaci! Let’s do it like this then! Richard chuckled to himself inside.