After dragging the little one to safety, Blanco saw his father running down through the tree and hurriedly followed behind him. Noticing this, the others quickly did the same.

As they descended through the tree and drew closer to the giant riverside flowing through the valley, Blanco saw numerous exotic-looking animals either drinking from the water or lounging comfortably near the riverside.

Among them, some were rather large compared to the cute frost makers running through the nearby giant tree. Some animals appeared as enormous giants.

"They're huge," Blanco thought as he examined the other animals.

Blanco's father, being the experienced one he was, jumped down from the tree to the ground and began to run through it. Avoiding the areas where some ferocious creatures resided, he carefully guided his followers through a tiny grass field. While doing this, he suddenly saw a plump, frog-like creature a few steps away from him, its skin adorned with an attractive color.

As soon as the father saw the frog creature, he hurriedly dashed toward it and grabbed it with his mouth. Shaking his head violently, he slammed the frog against the ground until its movements ceased.

Dropping the frog creature to the ground, the father looked back at Blanco and the others. From his gaze, the young frost makers realized what they had to do.

"So catching frogs will be today's task," as the others went their own ways to hunt a frog of their size. Blanco also set off in a separate direction from the others.

Bang!

But As Blanco was running through the ground, a giant paw of another creature landed extremely close to him.

"Almost got crushed," muttered Blanco as he continued running. But in the next second, another paw landed close to him, which frightened him a bit.

"Oh crap, it seems I walked into a herd of some giant creatures," Blanco realized, but it was too late to correct his mistake.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The paws of the large creatures continued to land around him as he ran through them. Blanco felt like he was in a battlefield, not knowing when a paw would land on him or when he would find an escape.

Hmph!

Seeing a paw about to land on his path, Blanco jumped to the side, narrowly avoiding it. But in the next moment, he saw a group of creatures walking in front of him, their paws continuously landing on the ground. Each paw appeared larger to Blanco's eyes, making him realize he couldn't possibly pass through them.

"Only one thing to do here," thinking Hurriedly, he ran towards the paw of the creature that had landed close to him and jumped onto it. Grabbing tightly, he ran up the leg and climbed onto the back of the large creature the paw belonged to.

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It was a deer-like creature with large, colorful antlers resembling a crown on its head.

As Blanco hopped onto its back, it slightly moved its head back to see who had jumped onto it. Upon seeing that it was just a frost maker, it turned back again.

"Am I that harmless to them?" Blanco wondered to himself, finding it odd that the deer-like creature didn't seem bothered by his presence.

"But right now, it's good he thinks that way," Blanco stayed upon the back of the deer-like creature for a while, gazing around the area and observing some exotic and intriguing creatures. He was also trying to find a way for him to catch a pray.

Suddenly, as Blanco was watching, he saw a frog jump out from the riverside onto the ground. Moving forward ardently, it continued to jump until it disappeared into a lush bushed field just a few steps away from where Blanco was.

"Gotta catch him," taking a step forward, Blanco jumped from the back of the deer-like creature to another nearby one, and then to another and another until he came to a place where he could safely jump down to the ground and head towards the bush field where the frog went.

Running through the ground, Blanco hurriedly got into the thick bushes of the field. Even though he had no sign of where the frog went...

Sniff!

With a deep sniff, he could slightly detect the muddy and fishy stench in the air.

"Where are you, I know you're in here," Blanco whispered silently as he stepped through the bushes. The wet leaves and twigs rubbed against his body as he slowly moved, giving him a chill feeling despite having fur.

Crok!

Suddenly, from behind one of the bushes, the sound of the frog was heard.

"There you are," Blanco exclaimed, and without hesitation, he swiftly jumped toward its direction. Appearing through the bushes, Blanco saw the frog on the other side, and he was closing in on the place where it stood.

But sensing Blanco's movement, the frog jumped away at the last moment.

Thud!

Blanco landed on the empty ground.

Hmph!

Without pausing, Blanco hurriedly ran toward the frog, and the frog quickly began to jump away to evade Blanco.

Surh! Shrush!

The bush field, which is usually quiet, began to emit a noisy sound as Blanco and the frog began to create a ruckus through it.

"I got you now," Blanco exclaimed, getting extremely close to the frog. With all his effort, Blanco dashed forward and opened his mouth, trying to bite it. However, as his teeth touched the surface of the frog's skin, it slipped with the frog's slipperiness, and the frog escaped from Blanco's mouth.

"Ahh, not again," Blanco muttered, becoming a bit irritated. A few steps away from him, the frog stopped and looked back at Blanco. Its face was expressionless, as if it didn't consider Blanco as a threat at all.

At that moment, the area of the bushes became a little darker, which made Blanco aware of the passing time.

"I better hurry this up, it's almost the end of the day," he muttered, looking up at the sky.

He once again looked at the frog in front of him, noticing that it didn't even try to run away from the chase it was in.

"Is it playing with me," Blanco doubted, but reassuring himself, he suddenly ran toward the frog. However, at the same moment, the frog jumped away.

"I will get you this time," looking up toward the frog that was jumping. Blanco ran behind it.

Crik!

Crash!

Suddenly, the ground below Blanco suddenly shook and crumbled, dragging Blanco down into a giant hole in the ground.

"Aww, what is this?" In the underground hole, Blanco looked around in confusion, thinking to himself.

Croak!

He heard the sound of the frog, and looking up, he saw the frog looking at him from the edge of the huge ground. It didn't have its expressionless expression; instead, it had a mocking look on its face.

"Did it know this was going to happen to me?"

From above, a ray of sunlight fell into the hole where Blanco was, illuminating the surrounding area.