Getting Stronger By Fighting-Chapter 479: Alive_1
It was clear at first glance: this was a colossal creature that could easily make one lose their spirit, wishing they could instantly flee from its presence. It was none other than the Mammoth Beast, the King of Siege!
Therefore, Three Seven could no longer hold back. He could even feel cold sweat instantly soaking through the clothes on his back. This immense pressure undoubtedly came from the colossal beast! Merely looking at one of its hooves, Three Seven harbored no doubt. If it steps on the small car I drove here, the sturdy little sedan from a moment ago will instantly be flattened into a meat patty!
Thus, Three Seven finally confirmed one thing: the person who had transmitted the warning to him earlier hadn’t deceived him. This beast in front of me truly isn’t something I can provoke. Even an accidental brush past it could mean death.
Therefore, almost the instant he saw this big guy, he plunged into the nearby stream like a stone, without any hesitation. Immediately, SPLASH... The sound of rushing water flowed past his ears. Then, it felt as though countless tiny insects were trying to burrow into his mind. It was fortunate that Three Seven, having always followed his elder brother around as a child, scurrying everywhere, had learned skills like swimming. Therefore, after only a moment, he managed to regain his composure and calm himself. Holding his breath and remaining still, he stared through the clear water surface at the fantastical sky above!
But the problem was, it might have been better if he hadn’t dived. The moment he plunged in, the area of the wilderness where he was became deathly silent, a silence that lasted for at least two to three breaths. Because, just as Three Seven dove into the water, a loud series of splashes echoed. SPLASH! A loud sound erupted! Instantly, this attracted the attention of all the large and small groups of beasts foraging in the area. For a moment, electric gazes—hundreds, even thousands of pairs of eyes—immediately focused on the splashing water, as if sighting a sudden, mouthwatering feast!
Another breath passed. Then:
BOOM...
ROARRR...
ROAR... ROAR... ROAR...
SQUEAK SQUEAK SQUEAK SQUEAK...
In an instant, a symphony of thousands of roars rang out, loud and clear, its sound spreading across who knows how many regions.
Although Three Seven, underwater, was oblivious to his exposed location, the problem was that the succession of resounding, constant roars immediately brought Old Master Zao to his senses. He instantly gawked at the sight, his expression flickering unpredictably.
"I... Is this brat intending to dismantle the dens of the beasts completely and not rest until he’s fought these beasts to the death?"
Otherwise, he’s just an ordinary person! At most, he’d hide for a while under the noses of these beasts, and then, once Wang Zhan acknowledged him, his future would be pretty much secured! Does he have nothing better to do than to poke a hornet’s nest and cause such a commotion?
Old Master Zao then thought, It’s a good thing Wang Zhan isn’t here right now. Who knows which corner he’s gone off to, fooling around with some female. Otherwise, based on this kid’s performance—where every single move seemed capable of attracting the attention of nearly all the beasts, practically a mobile fortress for attracting aggro—Wang Zhan might have eliminated him on the spot. After all, for this kind of aggro-drawing character, wouldn’t it be a waste of Talent, a misuse of his gift, to have him stay and accept my inheritance rather than using him to attract beasts for a suicide squad?
However, it was apparent the Old Man had forgotten something crucial. Not until those beasts—like successive herds of wild buffalo kicking up endless clouds of dust as they stampeded across the land—shook the ground, causing nearly the entire earth to tremble, and were on the verge of reaching the stream to fill it in, did the Old Man finally remember. Wang Zhan seemed to have given him an instruction earlier: "...Since you’re watching him, then you watch over him..."
The meaning was self-evident: Wang Zhan had entrusted this little brat’s life and death entirely to the Old Man. He was now Three Seven’s primary guardian. Although it was a role for taking the blame, if anything went wrong, Wang Zhan would undoubtedly hold him responsible first!
Therefore, the Old Man could no longer sit still, his eyes practically popping out of their sockets.
"Damn it! You beasts! Trying to make an old man like me take the blame? Do you have any conscience?"
As for why the Beast Clan group were considered conscienceless? The reasons were too numerous to count. In short, having understood this, the Old Man erupted like a powder keg. He roared into the open air, "Go!"
Immediately, with a BUZZ, the mirror at its original location instantly vanished. All that remained was an unremarkable stretch of space-time and the still-intact small car nearby, bearing witness to the miraculous and utterly unfathomable scene that had just unfolded before them without reservation.
As for the Old Man, it is said that when one thought arises, a hundred more follow. In that split second, a cerulean mirror materialized out of thin air, at most a hundred meters from the brat Three Seven. Then, from beside the mirror, came a violent roar, like the clashing of metal, enough to make one tremble. If any Martial Artist had been present to witness this scene, they would have immediately realized that this too was a colossal creature—an upper-class Soldier-level beast at the very least. Furthermore, due to its innate advantages, it was the Brown Giant Bear, long accustomed to rampaging unhindered! From birth, it possessed strength equivalent to a level 1 Martial Master of the Human Race, and at its peak, it could achieve the innate dominance of a leader-level beast! When it moved, it was not only as powerful and imposing as a mountain, but it could also be as agile as a Monkey. It was the absolute nemesis of low-ranking Martial Artists!
And now, undoubtedly, this Brown Giant Bear, whose original whereabouts were unknown, had also been attracted here by Three Seven’s commotion. Then, it was thoroughly infuriated by this sudden, unsightly azure mirror that had appeared before it. It prepared to raise its colossal paw, as large as a copper basin, and bring it crashing down to cave in the Old Man’s skull! But its intellect was not yet mature, not even reaching that of a human child; how could it know what kind of monster it was provoking? Indeed, compared to the bear, perhaps this seemingly ordinary, somewhat kindly-looking Old Man was the one who seemed less like a member of the Human Race!
Therefore, just as its enormous paw, like a massive umbrella blotting out the sky, completely overshadowed the Old Man, the figure in the mirror straightened up, as if a real person. Gazing at the ferocious beast before him, a cold, mocking sneer touched the corners of his mouth—a sneer that was exceptionally cruel and indifferent.
"You’re looking for death!"
In that instant, the Old Man’s eyes filled with savagery and bloodlust. He seemed to transform from an ordinary old man into an invincible and immensely powerful demon king!
Originally, the Old Man had been somewhat reluctant. He had only just realized that after Wang Zhan’s departure, he had naturally become Three Seven’s babysitter. Such a reality—what Martial Artist would willingly accept it? Moreover, a mere insect now dares to make a ruckus in front of me? Where does that leave my dignity?
Therefore, this Old Man, who had never revealed his true combat capabilities while by Wang Zhan’s side, finally erupted.
Then, BUZZ.
The sound was soft and pleasant, yet it seemed to reverberate throughout the entire area. Then, a radiant, azure figure, its form flickering between illusory and real, stepped directly out of the mirror as if passing through a great gate, standing proudly beneath the vast sky. Only then could one truly see that although this old man before them appeared ancient and withered, aside from his white hair and brows, his figure was still ramrod straight and extraordinarily imposing. He was like a sharp sword planted firmly in the earth, ready to soar to the heavens at any moment, his entire being exuding a boundless, domineering aura.
Then, a burst of wild, untamed laughter echoed, sinister and chilling to the bone. A colossal palm was suddenly raised, vast enough to cover the sky and blot out the sun. Then, before any of the beasts could react, accompanied by a furious, sky-shattering roar, it slammed down violently. A heavy black shadow descended.
"Die!"
Die!
Die!
Die...
In the next instant, the palm abruptly magnified as if to cover half the sky, silently dyeing the entire region with a cerulean hue. So much so that even Three Seven below—who had been constantly concealing himself and thought he was doing a good job of it, though his movements in the water now seemed a little unsteady—finally saw it.
It was a gentle hue, a curtain that had silently enveloped his heart!
Thus, in the next moment, though his heart pounded with fear, a sliver of curiosity arose within him. He finally couldn’t resist bringing his face closer to the water’s surface. Then, through the water’s reflective surface, he gazed at the unbelievable tableau unfolding before him!
GLUG...
"Hmm..."
Nearly swallowing a mouthful of stream water, he finally came to his senses at this moment.
It’s a cerulean giant!
It has its back to me, so I can’t see its face, but its silhouette is magnificent and grand! Truly awe-inspiring!
