White mist, like a group of thick cloud boats, was rapidly surging from the east. Inside the cloud boat, a purple-red marine creature covered in zircon heavy shells could be said to be riding the clouds and riding the mist, skimming over the skies of Lan Yang City.
Under the leadership of this purple-red zircon heavy shell creature, the grayish-white Feng He seemed to have turned into a grayish-white flood dragon that was rampaging across the land. Cities, hills, and forests were all destroyed, leaving behind a mess.
The grey-white flood dragons were made up of countless members of the Sharkmen. They stepped on the waves and called upon the roaring water with the power of rapid, swirling, and tumbling currents to pave a path for them to travel faster on this land.
Clearly, they had also smelled the Earth Fire Pistil's location. It was in the mountain city up ahead. Given their numbers and speed, it wouldn't take long for them to surround the entire mountain city.
"The Sharkmen are coming. The guy in the sky is most likely a Sharkman Chieftain!" Ling Ling said, pointing at the purple-red zircon creature.
"What should we do? If we don't leave now, we're going to be trapped here. We can't afford to offend the Sharkmen. At least, the purple-red Sharkman in the sky doesn't seem to be any weaker than the Sea Emperor Skeleton!" Zhao Manyan began to panic.
They were in the Sharkmen's territory, after all. Their little tricks would not escape their senses. They did not have the time to deal with the Sacred Bear of Northern Europe.
"We have to reconsider. Even if we manage to steal the Earth Fire Pistil from the Sacred Bear of Northern Europe, it's unlikely we can leave Lanyang City," Mubai said.
"There's only one way left." Xinxia glanced in the direction of the mountain city and said, "We can only wait for the Sacred Bear of Northern Europe to set up a magic formation and steal the Earth Fire Pistil. We'll use their magic formation to escape."
Zhao Manyan looked at Xinxia with his jaw slightly open.
Could it be that everyone who hung out with Mo Fan for a long time liked to dance on the tip of a knife, or dance in front of a grave?
What if they could not defeat the Sacred Bear of Northern Europe?
What if the magic formation was destroyed?
What if the Sharkmen left before the magic formation was set up?
How could it be so exciting!?
"Good idea!" Ling Ling immediately nodded and felt that this method was feasible.
"Can I help you?" Zhao Manyan suggested.
The others glared at Zhao Manyan. Zhao Manyan shrugged helplessly.
Well, these guys never had a plan B. They were always cutting off all means of retreat.
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The urban areas of the mountain city were distributed on both sides of the winding mountain and river. The other towns and villages were scattered and scattered.
Over the past year, the towns and cities of the mountain city had been occupied by the Ridgeback Bearboars. Often, one could see tank-like wild boars covered in steel spikes rampaging through the streets, causing the walls to collapse layer by layer.
The Spine Spear Bear Boar was born with an extremely strong desire to destroy. Whether it was the forest, the rocks, or the thick walls of vegetation, as long as it was in their way, they would be like a bull's red cloth. They would definitely smash it into pieces.
This mountain city was full of ruins, unfinished buildings, and broken buildings. The breeding plants that were originally spread across the surrounding mountains were also bloodstained and in a mess.
The Nordic Sacred Bears seemed to have used this mountain city as a temporary camp for a long time. They had set up a kind of "Wall of Fear," so that when the Spine Bear Boars accidentally stepped into it, they would immediately panic and turn around to run away.
It was a nursing home, located on a slightly protruding mountain in the city. The walls were used as a barrier for the Wall of Fear, allowing the demon creatures to roam freely. No one would accidentally enter the Wall of Fear.
The Sharkmen were not very active in the mountain city. Even though they could walk on land, they still preferred to stay close to water. The river in the mountain city was too narrow for them.
Mofan could not help but frown when he approached the Wall of Fear.
It seemed like there was a White Mage with a very high cultivation up there. Mofan was not fond of dealing with Psychic Mages and Sound Mages, as they could greatly limit his abilities.
"Dragon Sense!"
Mofan closed his eyes and scanned his surroundings with the unique energy wave of his dragon horn.
In the Dragon Sense area, the Wall of Fear was like countless thorny trees, their branches and leaves perfectly covering the entire mountain of the nursing home. It was impossible to climb over it, so they had to find a gap in the wall.
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On the lawn of the nursing home, the two brothers of the Sacred Bears were hugging each other, standing next to the gym in the park that was painted blue. Their messy beards looked like two raging bears that were about to tear someone into pieces at any second.
Behind the two brothers was an old man with a goatee. He was wearing a tight tuxedo, a rose-red bow tie, a handkerchief in front of his chest, a golden watch on his wrist, and a silver cane, showing off his aged yet refined taste.
Suddenly, the corners of the goateed elder's mouth twitched, and a light smile appeared on his face.
"What's wrong, old Sante?" asked the eldest brother of the Sacred Bears, Kunoi.
"Nothing, a reckless Spine Spear Bear Boar accidentally broke into my Wall of Fear and created a small gap," said the old man, Sante.
"Oh, is it a problem?" asked the eldest brother, Kunoi.
"I know it's a sly guinea pig that used the gap created by the Spine Spear Bear Boar to sneak in, but it's not a problem." Sante's words were filled with the confidence and calmness of an old European gentleman.
Sante saw through her little trick at a glance.
"I'll go with you," said the second brother, Yangger.
"I don't think that's necessary," said the old man.
"It's fine. If you can handle it, I'll watch from the side," said Yangger.
The two jumped down the twisting mountain path and soon reached the middle of the mountain.
Old Sante's eyes were as sharp as an eagle's as he searched the overgrown woods. Even the movement of a worm could not escape his eyes.
"Hiding. Some little guinea pigs always like to play some clever tricks in front of the falcon. But guinea pigs are underground, in the mud. They can never understand the perspective of the falcon in the sky." Old Sante stared at the shadow of a large bush and smiled contemptuously.
Yangger followed his gaze. He was a little confused. Was there really someone there?
In the next second, a figure walked out from the bush. It was a clean and handsome face, a standard Eastern face with yellow skin.
"In the end, you still don't want to give up. But have you ever thought that this kind of unwillingness might cost you your life? Young people with high cultivation have the right to be arrogant without considering the consequences. But sometimes, you still need this to weigh what's frivolous and what's courting death!" Yangger pointed his index finger at his head as he spoke.
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