Night fell, like a Great Devil King of darkness tearing apart and devouring the entire world, with only scattered starlight struggling desperately to remain.
It was then that Wang Wu quietly left the rocky crevice. This time, he would not be coming back. Yet as for which path lay ahead, which region he should wander into to survive, he truly had no better idea.
All he could do now was take one step at a time.
As he cautiously crawled into the bushes, Wang Wu could not help looking back. Beneath the shroud of night, the cliff was pitch-black, even its outline blurred into something indistinct, carrying an unspeakable terror.
There was not a single flicker of fire up there, yet the Flame Scorpion King could appear anywhere at any moment.
Wang Wu's heart was clouded with gloom. He only wanted to leave as quickly as possible.
The stretch of brush near the cliff was also silent as death, as if everything knew that a terrifying Great Devil King had appeared here.
Wang Wu crawled forward, waiting more than ten minutes in every patch of grass. Every step was fraught with danger, every step carefully planned.
Only after he had painstakingly crept out of that area and put more than a hundred meters between himself and the cliff did he suddenly relax.
Then he realized that the reason his heart had been pounding earlier was because he had still been within the Flame Scorpion King's fireball range.
In that case, his Level 3 Danger Sense talent was still quite useful.
Tomorrow, he should find a way to reach Level 4.
In the dead of night, relying on Level 5 Stealth and Level 3 Danger Sense, crouching down every few steps, Wang Wu finally made his way to the edge of the stream.
He patiently waited there for over half an hour. Only after confirming there was no movement around him did he crawl out, enter the stream, and prepare to drink some water.
But the instant he took his first gulp, an indescribable sense of danger suddenly erupted. His Level 3 Danger Sense was warning him!
But it was useless. Too late—far too late.
A blast of icy air suddenly struck, instantly freezing the surface of the stream for several meters around him and freezing Wang Wu in the water as well. His decision to enter the stream was practically handing his opponent a divine assist.
He could not move at all. He only felt the cold qi burrowing madly into his body, before he became an ice sculpture.
Then, he seemed to hear something muttering an incantation, and he vaguely saw a scene so horrifying it made his hair stand on end and his heart pound wildly.
A White-Haired Rat had emerged from the opposite bank of the stream. One paw formed a hand seal, while the other held a strange object. Then, a sharp ice spike, a full meter long, rapidly took shape—followed by a second, then a third!
Good lord, it first bound him with an ice spell, then launched ice spikes over his head. You really were vicious as hell!
Wang Wu was utterly despairing and terrified, yet helpless, because he truly had never expected a White-Haired Rat to emerge from these bushes. You were such an impressive leader-class Sprite, yet you were pulling this in the dead of night—it was beneath your status.
But it did not matter.
Because the White-Haired Rat actually struggled to condense five sharp ice spikes in one breath, as though it meant to use the force of a lion pouncing on a rabbit to kill him completely in one stroke.
This bastard really understood him!
No sooner said than done, under the White-Haired Rat's control, the five sharp ice spikes shot upward with a howl like cruise missiles, rising more than thirty meters into the air before turning around and plunging straight toward Wang Wu's head.
This guy even knew how to use inertia for acceleration!
My life is over!
Wang Wu had already fallen into despair.
In the blink of an eye, the five ice spikes came hurtling down. The first pierced straight through his shoulder. The second punched through his back. The third grazed past his head and smashed into the ground. The fourth pierced through one of his paws. The fifth missed, landing several meters away.
The White-Haired Rat had been struggling greatly to control them, and at the final moment, its efforts fell short.
And rather than freeing Wang Wu from his ice-sculpture state, the four ice spikes that hit him turned into even thicker ice, freezing him firmly in place.
As for the White-Haired Rat, it was completely exhausted and collapsed on the opposite bank of the stream. It had done its best.
Only then did the battle notifications finally arrive in Wang Wu's mind.
"You were ambushed by the Wandering White-Browed Rat King." "You were hit by an ice spell and continuously suffered 15 points of Cold Qi Burn Damage. Because you possessed 4 points of Ice Resistance, 12 points of Cold Qi Burn Damage were negated. You ultimately suffered 3 points of Cold Qi Burn Damage." "You were hit by a Cold Qi Ice Spike and suffered 40 points of piercing damage. Because you possessed 9 points of Defense, 27 points of piercing damage were negated. You ultimately suffered 13 points of damage." "You were hit by a Cold Qi Ice Spike and suffered 50 points of piercing damage. Because you possessed 9 points of Defense, 27 points of piercing damage were negated. You ultimately suffered 23 points of damage." "You were hit by a Cold Qi Ice Spike and suffered 40 points of piercing damage. Because you possessed 9 points of Defense, 27 points of piercing damage were negated. You ultimately suffered 13 points of damage." "You are suffering continuous Cold Qi Burn Damage. Because you possess 4 points of Ice Resistance, you ultimately suffer 10 points of Cold Qi Burn Damage per minute. This effect is expected to last three minutes."
Good lord, had he actually become this strong already?
And the Wandering White-Browed Rat King?
So you were also an unlucky bastard driven out of your old nest by the Scorpion King, hahaha!
Wang Wu cackled wildly in his heart. This was pretty good.
That White-Haired Rat had ambushed him and unleashed its ultimate move, yet after the whole barrage, it still had not managed to kill him instantly. No wonder you lot got beaten senseless by the Scorpion King.
But then again, if he had not interfered last time, would those five White-Haired Rats really have killed the Scorpion King and successfully risen to the top?
Ah! It was all fate.
As Wang Wu sighed, he tried to break free of this suit of ice armor—or rather, he was mainly trying to lick the Mystic Ice. This stuff was good. He had to thank his White-Haired Rat brother for delivering such a supreme delicacy.
Sure enough, in only a moment, Wang Wu stretched out his big tongue and got busy with a series of wet smacks. His Satiety shot upward, and with Satiety, his Level 4 Self-Healing Talent immediately activated, rapidly restoring his Health Points.
Not bad at all.
But on the opposite bank, the nearly exhausted White-Haired Rat, whose mana bar was completely empty, was frightened half out of its wits.
It could not kill him even like this. Just what kind of creature was this plump little bear?
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
It let out a strange cry, and immediately twenty or thirty Gray Rat Knights rushed out from all around, truly displaying the strength of numbers.
But so what? Wang Wu was currently wrapped in ice, practically wearing a suit of ice armor. Could these Gray Rat Knights help him break the ice armor? If so, he would have to sincerely thank them!
Besides, judging by how those Gray Rat Knights cowered and did not dare approach, they probably feared the erosion of the cold qi even more than they feared Wang Wu.
Wang Wu had 4 points of Ice Resistance. Did they?
And so, the situation fell into an awkward stalemate. A whole swarm of rats could only watch helplessly as Wang Wu smacked his lips and ate with great relish.
Although consuming the ice also subjected him to Cold Qi Burn Damage, this little bit of damage was hardly worth mentioning.
The important thing was absorbing Satiety and Spiritual Qi. Wang Wu's Level 4 Self-Healing Talent was truly fierce. In this short time, it had already restored 15 Health Points for him.
By his estimate, once the three minutes were up, he could recover 20 Health Points.
In other words, by the time he regained his freedom, he would still have nearly 50 Health Points to throw around.
But was that the point? The point was his 9 points of Defense! Could this pack of little rats before him break through his defense?
Yet at this very moment, these fellows still did not realize it, looking as though they were waiting for Uncle Wang to shower them with affection.
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