"I'll give you a chance. Tell me, who owns the necromantic energy within the mist, and I will spare your life."
The Frost Lord's voice was like thunder, shaking the star-nosed mole in its palm into a dizzy state.
"...Forget it. Judging by your appearance, you can't make heads or tails of it anyway. I'll find it myself."
Clenching its fist, it crushed the star-nosed mole in its palm. A hint of excited ferocity appeared on the Frost Lord's face.
"Roar!!!!!"
It stood on the ground, roaring at the sky, its right claw slamming heavily onto the ground.
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Dense bone spurs erupted from the ground, instantly enveloping the entire mountain range.
"Heh heh, got it."
These tree-like bone spurs were extensions of the Frost Lord's power, as well as its eyes and ears. In an instant, all the information of the entire mountain range appeared in the Frost Lord's mind. It opened its eyes, a glint of ferocity flashing in their depths.
Flapping its dragon wings, the Frost Lord broke through the thin mist and flew into the air. Outside the mist, it couldn't see any of the scenery within.
Including its Bone Forest skill.
If it couldn't still sense the existence of those bone spurs, it would have thought the little mole was some kind of powerful spatial-type Beast, and the mist was another dimension altogether.
Looking at it now, it should be some kind of illusion. If it were truly such a large-scale spatial transfer, that would be too terrifying. If it really encountered such a spatial-type enemy, the Frost Lord would definitely turn around and leave without a second thought.
"Oh, there are still a few people in the mist. Never mind, I can't worry about them for now."
As the Frost Lord's eyes and ears, those bone spurs quickly noticed several people in the mist, but because the Frost Lord's attention had been drawn away by something in the mist, they wouldn't be in any immediate danger. So the Frost Lord ignored them. It needed to figure out what exactly was in this mist.
Sharp bone wings sliced through the sky, and it plunged back into the mist. This time, with the bone spurs providing location, the Frost Lord didn't crash around like a headless fly, but accurately found the thing it was looking for.
"Heh, I finally found you."
Looking at the white figure trying to hide in the mist again, the Frost Lord wore an excited, ferocious grin, and pointed at it with its dragon claw.
Icy-blue bones rose from the ground, trapping the thing securely within.
The bone cage, filled with the Frost Lord's power, could attack necromantic enemies and naturally imprison them.
The thing lunged east and west within the cage, but couldn't step out of the bone cage even half a step.
At this point, the Frost Lord finally saw the true appearance of the thing.
It had a white body, with white gas flowing around it. That gas was different from the mist, yet it seemed to be integrated with the mist. If it wasn't so perceptive and spent every day with those two necromantic bastards at home, it really would have overlooked it.
Quietly looking at the white gas ball, about the size of an adult's fist, in the bone cage, the Frost Lord was silent for a moment, then decided to immediately notify its Beast Master.
This thing's aura was too similar to the necromantic element, yet also a little different. Some kind of inspiration in the dark made it feel that this discovery seemed very important, so it immediately passed the message to its Beast Master.
"Hmm? There's such a thing? Keep a few samples and I'll ask the teacher what's going on."
Soon, Qian Er's message came back.
After hearing his words, the Frost Lord nodded, threw the bone cage imprisoning the white gas ball aside, and caught dozens more white gas balls and star-nosed moles, imprisoning them well. Only then did it begin to deal with the mist covering the mountains.
The Frost Lord flew into the air, the ghostly-blue soul fire in its pupils turning icy-blue. The cold flames between its teeth almost couldn't be suppressed.
A thick beam of light spewed from the Frost Lord's mouth. It didn't skimp on its energy at all, thoroughly displaying the terror of a quasi-King-level Beast moving disaster directly in the apocalypse. The terrifying energy directly transformed the entire mountain range into a form most suitable for the Frost Lord's species to survive.
But this was only suitable for the Frost Lord to survive. Neither the star-nosed moles, the white gas balls, nor the humans were suitable.
This was also the Frost Lord's strategy, to completely eliminate those creatures whose evolution speed couldn't keep up with the environmental changes by changing the environment of this area.
As for the samples it left behind and the surviving humans, they wouldn't have any problems for the time being because of its power.
Of course, only temporarily. If they didn't leave quickly, they would also die.
After completely transforming the ecological environment of this mountain range, the mist in the mountains had completely dissipated. Countless star-nosed moles and white gas balls rolled on the cold ground filled with death energy, emitting painful howls.
The Frost Lord swept through the air, naturally reaching into the soil and digging out three people.
The three people were in a bad state. Two middle-aged men squatted in the Frost Lord's claws, trembling all over, their faces showing an expression that was hard to tell if it was fear or pain. When the Frost Lord found these two, they were lying together, less than half a step apart, while the other was a young man. There was no fear on his face, but rather pain caused by the cold.
"All of you, stand up here."
Returning to the top of the mountain and placing all the samples in one palm, the Frost Lord then stretched out the other hand. It controlled the bones, enlarging the dragon claw enough for all these people to stand on it before stopping.
The others looked at each other for a few moments before hurriedly standing in the Frost Lord's palm.
Closing its palm, the Frost Lord rose from the ground, flying at full speed until it was outside the ecological environment it had changed, then stopped and put those people down.
"Dragon Lord!"
The crowd who were released looked at the surrounding scenery. This great power that seemed to change the world left them stunned. One by one, they looked at the Frost Lord with excitement.
"Go south from here. There is a city ruin. The zombies there and in the surrounding area have all been cleaned up by me. It is a pure land where you can live and multiply. Go back there."
As he spoke, the Frost Lord pinched a huge mutated wild bull carcass from its spatial backpack with two fingers and threw it in front of these people. It had discovered these while searching around. It should have been a domesticated old ox, but now, after five years of wilderness and mutation, it was almost a wild bull.
"This is the food I'm giving you. This should be enough for you to get there and survive for some time."
The city wasn't far from here, and this bull, whose size was almost like an elephant, was enough for them to eat.
