1231: Chapter 335: The Mud-footed Giant of Gebul_3 1231: Chapter 335: The Mud-footed Giant of Gebul_3 The Mulanese even have four Imperial Guard Legions!
Each legion comprises two hundred Phantom Beast Knights, totaling up to eight hundred knights—can you imagine that?
If a Dragon Knight hadn’t been killed, they’d have had two Dragon Knights plus eight hundred Phantom Beast Knights.
Isn’t that kind of strength just too extre?
Truly, a dinosaur-class superpower of the Khaosan level!
Liu Shock shivered inwardly.
And Roml?
He wasn’t simple either.
This guy completely undercut the situation by capturing all the mired Giants.
If these Giants actually submitted to him, the Bimon Kingdom would be truly dood, not even able to stir a ripple.
“The Mulanese are just too damn smart!” With a heavy sigh, Liu Shock said, “Ah!” He had a lot of important tasks awaiting him; otherwise, he’d definitely whip out the Vajra magic teleportation array and send all these Giants packing without a second thought.
“The Mulanese only began this invention and creation a hundred years ago.
Then they started capturing our mired Giants.
Many Giants perished in battle.
We had no choice but to give them our Phantom Boots in hope they’d lower their banners and cease fighting.
Who knew these damned Mulanese still weren’t content and insisted on taking all the mired Giants to serve them!” The more Chief Kien spoke, the angrier he beca, his resonant voice even changing its tone: “To avoid them, the rest of us hid in volcanic mountain caves, but who would have known…
who would have known that this handso Roml would find even such an intricate cave system?
Most of our Giants had lost their Phantom Boots and simply couldn’t beat those equipped with ‘water extinguishers.’ Twenty-five Giants got their feet dissolved alive by water—the curse of heavens!
In total, there are only one hundred seventy-five of us Giants left!”
“Roml has a Six-Tusked Silver Elephant that can see through the Nine Nether, so even the most complex cave terrain was useless against him.” Liu Shock fell silent.
Giants are quite a stubborn and vengeful species.
With Roml doing this, it would be difficult to win over their hearts, but then again, war inevitably leads to casualties.
With Giants being large targets, Roml’s preemptive strike wasn’t wrong, per se.
“We Giants have just had terrible luck, sheer victims of circumstance.” Chief Kien sighed: “We didn’t provoke the Mulanese one bit.
Why do they have to treat us like this?
They’ve kept us confined for nearly three months now, providing just a little food and water every ten days—such cruel people!”
Liu Shock sighed.
If he were Roml, he certainly wouldn’t have acted so savagely.
Making waterproof boots wasn’t that hard—rosin or amber could do the trick!
Surely trying to win over the Giants in that way wouldn’t have imdiately led to falling out.
But there might not be any rosin or amber in the Taklamago Desert, and who knew if there was even any tar.
Liu Shock sighed again, feeling a bit sorry for Roml.
“What about you, respected Shaman of the Bimon?
How were you captured?” asked the Giant chief.
“You must be very wary of that Mulanese Roml; despite his seemingly polite deanor, he is the most ruthless of them all!”
Liu Shock began to pour out his tale of woe, exaggerating the story of Princess Nancy’s kidnapping by the Mulanese to Kalimantan City, the Bimon army’s failed rescue attempt, and their defeat at the hands of Roml.
He used his wide array of resentnt to win unanimous sighs of sympathy from the two Giant tribes.
He was in the middle of his tale when, with a clang, the prison door opened.
Roml’s lean and lofty figure appeared once more before Liu Shock.
“You’re here?” Liu Shock glanced at his own locked cell door and gave an embarrassed smile to Roml: “I couldn’t hold back and made a break for it on my own.”
“It’s been half a day; I’ve been standing outside listening to your story all this ti,” Roml said with a aningful smile.
“Eavesdropping on soone’s conversation is not a nice thing to do!” Liu Shock replied with a grin.
“Let’s go.” Roml turned his head with a dashing gesture: “Tonight, I’ll treat you to a good show.”
“Wait for to grab my cloak.” Liu Shock gestured to Guoguo with his mouth, and with a cheer, Guoguo squeezed through the bars, dragging the large cloak with him as he crawled out.
“What a handso little fellow!” Roml straightened his chin with a proud touch, examining Liu Shock from top to bottom, who was still without his hood: “To be honest, you really don’t look like a Bimon!”
“You’re not the first to say that.” Liu Shock scoffed: “When I first t my wife, she almost mistook for a demon of the Demon Clan with purple hair and silver eyes!
Luckily, although my eyes are black like those of a demon, my pupils don’t shimr with silver light.
Otherwise, I’d have really thought I had so demon blood in —haha, with the Space-Ti Rift occasionally letting through a demon or two, leaving behind a trail of romantic debts is entirely normal!”
Upon hearing the word “demon,” Roml’s expression remained unchanged, though his gaze shifted away.
Liu Shock, puffing on a cigar, narrowed his eyes and took a firm look at the handso Roml, his gaze piercing with a sharp light.
“Who says there’s no silver shimr in your eyes?
I just saw it,” Roml suddenly looked up with a teasing smile.
Liu Shock laughed as well.
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Highly recomnd “The Legend of the Wicked Youngster,” written by a sixteen-year-old loli.
She called “Uncle” and, damn, my gaze imdiately took on the aged weariness of an older person, filled with soft emotions.
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