The mother star secretly transformed itself from us

Chapter 2720 The Bear Warrior Will Never Be a Slave

With a whoosh, the adults, protecting the children, all knelt down on the ground, heads in their hands. Huang Jinning held Huang Nuonuo tightly behind him, but refused to kneel down. He pulled out the snakeskin bag and casually covered Li Cang as well: "General, General!"

"The four islands of the Ice Sea don't tolerate idlers! Have you forgotten your roots and gone mad after not paying tribute for several years? Wait, what is this thing?" The soldier flicked his bone spear, sending Huang Jinning flying, and at the same time, a whooshing sound of wind tearing through the air was taken away from the snakeskin bag: "You dare to harbor mutated life forms?"

"Come here~"

"?"

The black-haired, green-eyed soldier froze for a full half-second. He then twirled his spear and plunged it into the rump of the wild boar beneath him. Startled and in pain, the boar reared up on its forelegs and turned to run: "Help! Help! There's a talking zombie! Sound the alarm! Go report this immediately—"

The splattered blood vanished like smoke before it even hit the ground, and then a thin, spider-like strand of blood-red fiber rose weakly from beneath the wild boar.

After a light buzzing sound, the man and the pig continued their momentum for hundreds of meters before crashing into four pieces. The pieces crumbled again with the sand they had been kicked up, leaving only a cloud of gray dust on the ground.

Dozens of visible red and white energy gusts swirled back and disappeared into the nostrils of the lonely head in the fish basket, wisps of smoke rising and the void craving lungs.

Li Cang subconsciously licked his lips: "Let's go!"

Huang Jinning: "Huh?"

The magician pointed to the large island in the center of the icy sea and glanced at the brat Huang Nuonuo: "I think this brat has the potential to amount to something great!"

Huang Jinning's mind went blank; he had no interest in distinguishing the past. With trembling lips and a desperate, stammering voice, he asked with the last shred of humble hope, "Teacher Cang, is this... some kind of Tibetan joke?"

Li Cang opened his mouth, his voice warm and comforting: "You're quite accomplished, you know how to create atmosphere. Um, when you're about to die, remember to call me and the mill beforehand, I'll save you a spot!"

Little did they know, this was already the highest praise bestowed upon the Mage.

Huang Jinning remained silent, hoisting his fish basket onto his back and running headlong. At this moment, he would rather have enemy guns and cannons behind him than a bloody, jumping spine. However, as the saying goes, "looking at a mountain makes a horse run itself to death," and the seemingly icy island had actually taken Huang Jinning and Huang Nuonuo a whole day and night to get any clear view of.

“A little to the left, about fifteen kilometers away, a pair of beast riders have left the city.” Li Cang looked around idly in his fish basket and asked Huang Nuonuo, “Hey, your little followers aren’t following you anymore. Cry a little and I’ll hear it.”

Huang Nuonuo glared at him angrily, her long eyelashes and hair covered in fluffy frost: "They're friends! They just... they just can't walk that far, I'm the strongest!"

"friend?"

"friend!"

"That's fine then," Li Cang said. "What do you and your friends want to do when you grow up?"

Huang Jinrong glanced sideways, his pace quickening involuntarily. Huang Nuonuo's hesitation gradually transformed into a childlike and stubborn determination: "We...we'll eat lots and lots of delicious food...we'll go to a place with a market...and it'll be hot and lively!"

"What's this?"

"Tch, you don't understand, this is called artistic conception!"

"Elaborate!"

"I...I..." Huang Nuonuo blushed, eager to express something, but finally said dejectedly, "I...I can't say it. Anyway, anyway, it's like this and that, it's just something that can only be understood but not explained!"

"I understand." "What...what do you understand?"

“Just do it like this, then do it like that!” Li Cang nodded in deep agreement. Strands of blood seeped from beneath the ice, rushing into his nostrils like a whale sucking in water. Suddenly, a hand reached out from the fish basket and patted Huang Jinning’s shoulder: “Go around that glacier from the left!”

Huang Jinning shuddered, his neck swaying back and forth as if it were a rusty bearing. He stared at Li Cang's hand for a few moments, took a deep breath, and silently turned his head back down.

Dozens of granular ash were smeared on the blue and white ice. In the center of the ash, a huge white polar bear, covered in excrement and urine, lay motionless, hugging one of its front paws.

"past."

"oh oh."

The polar bear, which must be at least seven or eight meters tall when standing, had its saddle still attached to its half-body armor. Its limbs trembled and twitched, rolling all over the ground. Li Cang reached out, and the real, ferocious dragon robe in the fish basket floated out like a ghost with his movement.

"Dad, Dad!" Huang Nuonuo tugged at Huang Jinning's hand. "A genie! Dad! Isn't he a genie? You told me about him! The genie who was fished out of the sea!"

Huang Jinning could only manage a bitter smile.

Li Cang quickly dragged his empty robe onto the bear's shoulder. The robe, with its pale white base resembling withered bones and vivid, ferocious, twisted blood-red patterns, crowned the bear warrior: "I might need a little more time. Hmm, there's nowhere to start a fire here. Never mind, you guys come up too!"

With a flick of his truly ferocious dragon robe, the bear warrior roared and launched himself forward, creating a long, icy dragon that rapidly approached the distant island.

"What the hell?"

"alert!"

"This aura... it's like Captain Kaiya's bear. But wait, how can it be so fast?"

"Stab~"

The sound of sharp claws scraping against the hard, iron-like ice was ear-piercing. A clump of ice and snow, arched up, landed squarely on the castle gate built against the steep cliff, just a step away from crushing a dozen guards in the face.

First, a fountain of blood gushed out from the snowdrift. Then, a large head wearing an empty robe dragged a giant bear, and two refugees, one big and one small, floated up.

"Varied"

Clusters of blood flames, as thin as hair, pushed open patches of ice shells the size of a palm, like straight, stretched blood-red black holes. The bodies of more than a dozen fully armed guards collapsed in an indescribable twisted posture, then expanded outward and exploded into a mass of scarlet and pale flesh.

A hazy shadow, like a surging mist, suddenly appeared, carrying the robes of the sorcerer forward in a straight line. Li Cang turned back and pointed with his only finger to the huge torch burning fiercely in front of the castle gate: "There's a fire here, and it's sheltered from the wind. Check those people's things; they must have brought wine and dry rations, and maybe even candy. You two wait here for a while!"

Huang Nuonuo's petite figure rushed forward in a flash without the slightest hesitation. Under Huang Jinning's dumbfounded gaze, the force field wall that suddenly rose from the castle burst and exploded in all directions from the part that came into contact with that living father, just like a soap bubble.

Once the figure had completely disappeared into the depths of the city gate, Huang Jinning suddenly collapsed, exhausted, gasping for breath in the icy, biting wind: "No—"

Huang Jinning gasped, his eyes following Huang Nuonuo's thin frame inch by inch to the huge mutated polar bear. He could hardly bear to think about what was about to happen. However, although the polar bear's aura was continuing to recover and becoming more and more ferocious and terrifying, its momentum was like a leaking balloon, going out of control.

If he wasn't mistaken, that thing seemed to be slowly wriggling and adjusting its position in response to Huang Nuonuo's movements, trying to use its daughter to block the city gate. Its black nose, which was wider than Huang Nuonuo's entire waist, was almost completely pressed against her back, and huge tears fell to the ground with a pattering sound, creating pits and craters in the snow.

(End of this chapter)