CHAPTER 344 FULL OF PERIL

Instantly, Rocky discerned the Ghostly Ice Fox-wolf trailed after him as tempest chased flame for its

child. Once he gave the little Ghostly Ice Fox-wolf back to it, he would be fine. However, when he was

about to throw the little Ghostly Ice Fox-wolf back to its mother, the four-star Four-wing Lame Dragon at

the fourth grade, which had been shot down before in a blink flew from a boulder on the other side and

blocked Rocky's way. It shuddered its sturdy body vehemently, then dozens of silver threads shot

together towards Rocky.

His heart startled when he saw the dozens of menacing silver threads. Instantaneously, he got a weird

sense from them. If he weren't able to evade them like the plague, he would be doomed. For that

reason, he waved the Frozen Wind Dagger in his hand quickly to burst out several rays of the spiritual

light. Meanwhile, he spared no effort to dodge the silver threads.

Boom!

A fulminate noise burst out when the spiritual light shattered with the silver threads. While there were

still a few silver threads continuously running towards Rocky, in a blink of an eye, they were swift

enough to arrive before him.

At that point, fretted about the security of its child, the Ghostly Ice Fox-wolf suddenly shot an Ice Beam

Ball, which accurately exploded before Rocky and flung the silver threads away. Again, Rocky, without

precaution, was shredded off as well. Unfortunately, he fell heavily on the ground.

"Damn it!" Rocky howled like a distressed infant for one affectionate look, one gentle, loving word for

his pain. Thanks to the protection of the spiritual power at the ninth grade of the Earthly Stage, he

suffered no more than a fall.

However, before Rocky could get up, the four-star Four-wing Lame Dragon at the third grade snapped

the slightest chance available and flew over to him, where other dozens of silver thread were released.

After having a hunch that things were getting pretty hot, Rocky hurried like a torrent through a strait to

roll on the ground.

Puff!

Several silver threads missed him and fell on the ground behind him, inserting into the ground as deep

as three inches.

Instantly within a blink of an eye, the Ghostly Ice Fox-wolf hopped up in a trice as the cold air around its

body surged. In a second, the rest of the silver threads were frozen so that Rocky was saved.

However, before Rocky could sigh relief, the Four-wing Lame Dragon pounced on him like a kite on a

chick once again. Its mouth with pliers intended to bite the little Ghostly Ice Fox-wolf in his arms.

"When can it halt..." Rocky sighed in powerlessness and flurried as a fish landed on a grassy bank with

a pointed hook through its gills as he glanced around. He found on the left side behind him was a slop

that was overgrown with weeds and trees. Without re-evaluating, he dashed like moon-ray flashes

through the drifting snow in the direction of the slope carrying the little Ghostly Ice Fox-wolf.

Then he curled up himself and spun down the slope.

When the Four-wing Lame Dragon arrived at the edge of the slope, it recognized that Rocky had

disappeared among the bushes down the slope without any trace. Thus, it broke out a rumbling roar in

an indignation like an enraged panther.

Before long, a wounded and devastated figure emerged from a bush and peeped right and left. He

uttered a whiff of relief after he was sanguine that there was no peril around. He looked back and

peered the trembling Ghostly Ice Fox-wolf and the two Four-wing Lame Dragons on the slope. His eyes

were apprehensive. He was still in a state of shock. Ridged as a board, he was unable to fathom what

had just occurred.

With one dumb move in the battle just now, he would have shuffled off the mortal coil. He appeared to

be lucky as a rabbit foot this time.

At the moment, Rocky felt that something was floundering in his arms. He stared down and noticed the This material belongs to .

little Ghostly Ice Fox-wolf was still safe and sound. It was wiggling freely without barrier as if it had no

slightest idea about what had transpired. Now it stared at Rocky with its innocuous eyes.

"Little thing, they almost murdered me for saving you! But I won't send you back to your mother

because I don't want to be subjected to that again. You can tag along with me. If it were not for me, you

would have already been looted by the Four-wing Lame Dragons," Rocky uttered as he tenderly

stroked the head of the little Ghostly Ice Fox-wolf. As luck would have it, he got something positive out

of misfortune. He felt so lucky as a five-time lottery winner to have such a rare little Ghostly Ice Fox-

wolf.

However, Rocky quickly discerned a profound atmosphere around him. It emerged that there was a

gazillion wild spirit-manipulated beast concealing in the dense forest nearby. The deeper he set foot on

the Myriad Beasts Ground, the more perilous things he would come into contact with. He had met a

five-star spirit-manipulated beast just now. It could tell that if he continued his way, he might see more

robust ones.

Of course, Rocky didn't arrange to proceed further. If the Duckbilled Aggravated Rats hadn't chased

him, he wouldn't have set foot in the palm forest by accident with his three spirit-manipulated beasts.

Then Rocky took the little Ghostly Ice Fox-wolf to seek a way. Since the forest was too dense, he was

even hard to tell the direction. However, with his connection with Uriah, he could dimly identify the

direction of its aura so that he could search for the way out following the aura.

However, before he could proceed further, the little Ghostly Ice Fox-wolf mewed like cat one would

mistake to be out of starvation or something else. Though its voice was meager, after it mewed a few

times, Rocky took heed that something dangerous had laid in the bushes around him. Upon sensing

some red flags, he without further ado jacked up his spiritual power and sprinted in a direction with all

his brawniness.

In the meantime, several beasts went out from the nearby bushes and hastened after him. Thuds of

their footfalls came closer to each other, with each bound forward.

Rocky glanced back and noticed the beasts after him were some Bloody-eyed Wolves. The leading

one was a four-star spirit-manipulated beast at the third grade, followed by several three-star ones at

the third grade. At the moment, they were in hot quest for Rocky.

The Bloody-eyed Wolves were social creatures, so they went together when prowling for prey. The

leading one was the alpha wolf or even the wolf king of these Bloody-eyed Wolves. Thus, Rocky was

not of their league. As a result, Rocky had no option other than dart as fast as he could. He pumped his

legs, gaining momentum speed with each push.

Having had no idea how long he had run, he felt drenched in sweat. A bead of sweat rolled down his

forehead and splattered his chin. Because of the previous battle, he had almost run out of his spiritual

power. To add salt to an injury, he even couldn't halt for a minute to take a drop of the magical saliva.

Once he did that, the Bloody-eyed Wolves would catch up with him, for they were just on his heels like

ghosts.

Due to his desperate escape all the way, his spiritual power had significantly been gobbled up.

Consequently, he had to move tortoise-like. The Bloody-eyed Wolves grabbed the opportunity to get

closer and closer to Rocky. One of them even intended to launch a surprise attack to Rocky as it

hopped towards him like a bird for a berry, displaying its teeth and brandishing its paws.

Having detected the rat, Rocky, shielding the little Ghostly Ice Fox-wolf in his arms, backhand took out

the Frozen Wind Dagger to burst out a ray of spiritual light, which precisely forced the Bloody-eyed

Wolf back. However, realizing that, the other Bloody-eyed Wolves kept dashing towards him.

Rocky being a man with two legs, couldn't surpass the Bloody-eyed Wolves with four legs. Besides, his

challengers were actually a few.

In a flicker of an eye, Rocky had been sorely battered, his body dripping with blood. Yet in a tight

corner, he went on fighting while retreating in the direction of the aura of Uriah and trying to get away at

their defects.

However, the Bloody-eyed Wolves suggested to be conscious of the route that Rocky proposed to take,

so they cut it off entirely and sieged Rocky.

Faced with the Blood-eyed Wolves around him, Rocky, utterly destitute, realized he had to carry out the

worst plan. However, when he looked at the little Ghostly Ice Fox-wolf in his arms in wintry eyes, he

was determined that he wouldn't perish here and he would take the little Ghostly Ice Fox-wolf to depart

here. He was definite that he must have confidence in himself, or he would perish in no time.

In the next moment, the Bloody-eyed Wolves flew out in the common cause against him, so Rocky fell

in peril once again.