Boiling Beast Bloodline-Chapter 2233 - 683: Final Battle Countdown [9]
The atmosphere atop Mount Hyjal had plunged into an icy abyss.
Since arriving from afar, the four magical envoys from the Demon Sea Alliance had been exceedingly proper, and so Old Liu and the other Aegean experts received them with a similarly generous and friendly attitude.
Although the goodwill from both sides was far from sincere, today was a special day and occasion, requiring both hosts and guests to behave solemnly, with self-discipline and cordiality—essentially, it was a grand performance for the world to witness, a display of regional civility that must not be compromised, lest one dishonors their own reputation.
But...
When Old Liu suddenly received an urgent high-altitude reconnaissance map from the combat laboratory, and simultaneously, the four envoys from the Demon Sea Alliance took a bone connection call, the situation began to change dramatically.
Something major had occurred on the Donau Wasteland!
On the reconnaissance map, the Demon Clan army of four million, lying dormant on the southern coast like a giant serpent, surged towards the northern bank like a crashing wave!
The Demon Clan army had not crossed the river. In fact, without suitable landing points, there was no way they could board vessels to traverse the rushing, turbulent waters of the Sanggan River!
They carried Cloud Ladders, crossing the Sanggan River like they were conquering trenches.
Eerie, egg-shaped elemental barriers, resembling massive umbrellas, parted the rushing snow waters like battle axes, exposing a riverbed covered with coarse sand and lively fish and shrimp to the daylight! The torrent of snow waters from upstream flooded the wasteland, yet were powerless against the armies within the elemental barriers!
Fortunately, there was no Beamon settlement in the center of the southern wasteland; otherwise, even the rammed earth walls of a mid-sized town would have splintered in front of the stampeding floodwaters—pity those bandit tribes surviving in the southern wasteland!
Any astute observer could discern that the Demon Clan army crossed the Sanggan River and turned the southern wasteland into a wetland swamp because they used the Waterless Barrier Formation invented by the sea tribe Tatfi Xu, one of the Demon World’s three major sea tribes!
The Aegean Race might not necessarily help the Aegean Race, yet the Demon World races remain loyal to the Demon World races!
In the blink of an eye, the Aegean Continent faced another opponent: the three major sea tribes of the Demon World!
After seeing the frames on the reconnaissance map, at least half of the princely envoys sent for the ceremonial gathering from various Aegean nations fainted, while all Beamons were just as stunned as frogs struck by lightning.
"Richard, your troubles just got bigger." Rommel was one of the few who could still remain calm, quietly advising Old Liu, "Better hurry back to command the evacuation measures, leave now! I fear there won’t be enough time; you’re evacuating Beamons from two cities..."
"No wonder there weren’t any representatives from the Demon Sea Alliance at this gathering..." Even the uninvolved Tang Zang Fifth Prince worried for Old Liu, "This... Oh dear... What now..."
"Look at all of you; the Demon Clan army crossing the Sanggan River is a good thing!" The Shaman of Divine Songs’ nonchalant words drew everyone’s attention back, "Our Beamon army has been waiting for them long enough!"
"Richard..." King Sal’s face paled, like a snowman built by a mischievous child, his quaking voice humbling even an opera singer. His Majesty thought the Shaman of Divine Songs was merely feigning calm, using comforting words to soothe everyone.
"Rest assured, everything is under control!"
"Your Majesty, are we going to stop them next..." The Aegean experts asked hurriedly.
"Next? Next, we continue the gathering! You might not know, but for this ceremonial gathering’s reception, my butler Mr. Jabbar imported a lot of fragrant snow rice from the Silk Continent and gathered many exotic specialties!" Liu Zhentian chuckled, "Everyone can slowly savor it afterwards."
Though Liu Zhentian’s exceedingly calm demeanor firmly suppressed the group’s emotions, the four envoys from the Demon Sea Alliance, who had been lying low like cats, suddenly jumped forward after their bone connection.
The first to step forward was the silver-eyed envoy Iswood, who respectfully nodded at Old Liu and then spun on the spot, bowing politely in all directions to acknowledge the Aegean experts: "Invited by the benevolent and generous Lord Richard, we four envoys from the Demon Sea Alliance traveled far and wide, braving the elements to arrive; driven by this profound sincerity, shouldn’t you Aegean enthusiasts let us aspiring youths open our eyes as the gathering completes?"
"Though we four are young and not worthy to propose bouts against such strong foes, surely a pointer or two isn’t out of the question?" Iswood smiled warmly at Old Liu.
"Since the ’South Cross Star Divine Realm Battle,’ the Aegean experts have gained renown across the various worlds, but we wonder..." Another silver-eyed envoy, Ashley Yang, also stepped forward with a carefree mischievous grin, "...if beneath the fame, true valor exists?"
"Many are short-sighted among the worlds, it’s not uncommon to elevate a region based on one remarkable example." Siren female envoy Red Tone laughed charmingly, "How can they understand the importance of creating bloodlines or know the vast difference between standing out alone or in harmony with many?"
Those remarks might have been enough, but under the leadership of Old Liu, the Aegean group with a mafia-like nature would not lose their cool over some nonsense. These provocations were old tricks they’d played many times before—thinking they could anger the Aegean forces using such crude tactics was naive.
