"Gurgle... gurgle... gurgle..."
Huge black bubbles churned endlessly in the Black Sea, each one bursting into a shower of foul-smelling spray.
"Ugh... it stinks."
The closer they drew to the Black Sea, the more Little Kangna resisted. Under Puer's guidance, she insisted on bathing every day, and those good hygiene habits had made her rather fussy about cleanliness.
Standing on Kangna's back, Kallen said, "Be good. Fly in."
The Little Bone Dragon had no choice but to keep advancing. When she reached the edge and Kallen still gave no order to stop, Little Kangna could only fly out over the Black Sea.
The Black Sea had now expanded to three times its original area. It was like a gigantic boiling pot, with the fumes and heat at their worst directly above it.
A layer of defense covered Little Kangna's body, but it could not last long. She had to keep forming it anew, expending her strength at a thoroughly disproportionate rate.
After they flew farther in, the outlines of the three islands finally appeared.
But the comparison used at the beginning no longer fit.
What Kallen saw were three mountain peaks towering above a sea of black clouds.
The rising black mist had actually created the artistic effect of an expressive landscape painting.
When the mutation first began, waves had surged across the sea, and three islands had appeared in the central region. Those had merely been scalps...
Now, the heads were fully exposed, and even their necks had emerged.
This meant those three Chief God-level beings were returning at a pace literally visible to the naked eye.
And only half a month had passed-half of the estimated month.
"Kangna, a little closer."
Little Kangna continued forward. The black mist around them was now corroding her shield faster than she