Chapter 617: Iceland Shock (149)

"Meow meow meow--"

When the cat meowed, Bingyi pricked up his ears and immediately tried to find the trace of the phantom cat. But the next second he was shocked to find that the cat meow came from his own mouth, and he actually turned into a phantom cat in his dream. a cat!

How could this happen? This was worse than what Bingyi had originally imagined. It shook its fur, and a colorful phantom of light shone in the thick, snow-white hair. It was the dragon hunter's dragon scales. In fact, Bingyi originally thought that there was a high probability that he could transform into a dragon in his dream, or at least an animal like Loki's Icelandic horse or Fenrir's white wolf. After all, other people's incarnations were related to his title/form.

He does not have a title related to cats. This is probably due to the influence of the phantom cat!

Moreover, Bingyi did not feel the presence of any phantom cat. He thought it was the phantom cat that summoned him to the dreamland. Could it be that he actually came in instead of the phantom cat? Because the phantom cat is his illusion, can he replace it in his dream?

There was no way. The worst thing was that after careful sensing, Bingyi found that he was just like an ordinary cat and couldn't exert any power at all. How could he help? It was dark all around, without any light, but the conversation of the person in the dream could be vaguely heard. He seemed to be sealed in a dark confined space. Bingyi did not move rashly. After all, he was just an ordinary cat now.

It seems that we have to start with the things brought into the dream... In addition to the dragon scale, Bingyi was surprised to find that the drop of black liquid snatched from the frost giant's head was also brought into the dream, and those who came into contact with it were also brought into the dream. Die Da was also brought in! Die Da turned into a mental state and shrunk his figure. The tiny elf-like boy spread his butterfly wings and held an ice-carved crystal bottle that was as long as him and filled with jet-black liquid. He carefully hid it in Bing Yi's body. Long hair.

What is the use of this jet black liquid? Why can it be brought into dreams? Will it help him?

Bingyi's heart moved slightly and he immediately contacted Die Da. Sure enough, Die Da knew some secrets about the black liquid, but before they could communicate, dazzling light and extremely cold wind suddenly appeared in this dark space, like a gap being torn open in the night. A big hand stretched out from above, and Bingyi immediately dodged, but the big hand quickly and accurately pinched the skin of the back of his neck. The fingers were like steel bars, making it impossible for the cat to break free, and he was lifted directly out.

"Um?"

A low scream sounded, and the biting cold wind instantly ruffled the cat hair all over Bingyi's body, making him look like a big dandelion. The light made his pupils stand up. From the first moment he saw the person who picked him up, Bingyi stopped struggling. This man should be his father. Only then did Bingyi realize that he had been hidden in his luggage.

Through the reflection in the man's eyes, Bingyi vaguely saw his current appearance. He turned into a big cat, very similar to the phantom cat, probably also a Maine Coon cat. It's just that his hair is not golden brown, but silvery white. The hair is long, thick, and extremely soft. His eyes are as blue as the sky, and he is very energetic.

The cat changed color, but the man did not show any other strange colors except that yelp. He skillfully used his other hand to hold the cat's soft and long-haired hind paw. For a large Maine Coon cat, its weight was It is too heavy for the skin on the back of the neck. Even though he didn't feel pain and for just a moment, Bingyi felt his scalp was numb and couldn't help but scream twice.

But the meow of the Maine Coon cat was different from its majestic appearance. It was very sweet and cooing, like the chirping of a baby bird. The man with a serious face couldn't help laughing when he heard it, and his movements became much lighter. Bingyi took the opportunity to break free from his hand and jumped to the ground. His silver-white hair was as smooth as silk, like mercury dripping down the ground.

"Captain, everything has been packed up...ah?"

A man was walking over and froze in place when he saw the cat queen. Bingyi was walking outside with his front and back legs, with a clear goal. In the dream, Charlie was on the verge of death and could not wait any longer. Bingyi wanted to see if it was true, as the rules said, that reviving the dream incarnation could bring the dead back to life in reality.

He didn't know how long he could stay, so he couldn't waste time. Even if he saw the father he had never met before, now was not an opportunity to communicate. He has cat hair in his hand, and maybe he can come back to this dream more often after this.

"Captain, this is..."

"Is your little cub back? Why doesn't mine wake up..."

"The color is wrong. It looks like another cat. It must be the same breed."

"How can there be other cats in this ice and snow? The one in front is dyed?"

"No, I don't look like the same cat..."

"Hey, they are all cats, and they are all looking for the captain. Could it be that the captain's wife and their team are nearby?!"

"Great, Sister Hong is coming!"

"...The poison is amazing, maybe it can cure them!"

Bingyi felt the looks and discussions from the passengers. The cat's body was very light. Bingyi, who had transformed into a wolf and could walk on all fours, quickly took control of the body and reached the lizard man's side in one jump or two. He was severely burned all over his body and couldn't move easily, but there was nothing around him anymore. Dozens of ice bricks overlap to form a short, round fortress, like a crude version of an Eskimo igloo, like half an upside-down egg. The hastily built igloo was small and could only accommodate one adult. Ice water was poured on it. It froze completely in the cold wind and filled the gaps between the ice bricks without leaking any wind.

There is no ice or snow on the black basalt surface, and heavy snow will disappear in an instant. Obviously, these ice blocks were cut and brought back by travelers not far away. They were piled on a thick blanket and not in direct contact with the basalt surface, so that this somewhat simple ice house could be preserved. The entrance of the ice house was blocked by a thick felt, and people could only enter by squatting, but it was just right for cats.

Bingyi pushed open the thick blanket and crawled in. As soon as he entered the ice house, he smelled a very tempting fragrance, just like steaming honey roasted chicken, which made the cat swallow his saliva and was even more surprised.

Bingyi found that this fragrance was similar to the aroma of the black liquid in the head of the frost giant! It was just much lighter.

Could it be that the injuries of the lizardman and the little lizard were related to the frost giant? The narrow igloo could be seen at a glance. Bingyi saw that another blanket was piled on the thick blanket in the igloo. The seriously injured and dying lizard man was lying on it, breathing heavily and harshly. The burns on his body had been treated urgently, but the wounds were split again because of the slight movement. Red blood and yellow pus soaked the bandages, and there were charred scales everywhere. The air was mixed with the smell of burnt meat and blood, which was very unpleasant. A dim oil lamp was the only light. Some food and water were piled beside him.

Obviously, this was the last thing the travelers could do for him. They decided to leave the seriously injured lizard man here. Whether he could survive depended on his luck. The green little lizard was placed horizontally beside him, and his body had basically stopped moving. The lizard man could still survive for a while, but the little lizard was about to die.

It couldn't be dead!

Bingyi Cat walked quickly to its side, lowered his head and sniffed with his whiskers trembling slightly, and fiddled with it with his claws, and then breathed a sigh of relief. It was not dead yet. Then Bingyi felt someone was staring at him. The looming sense of danger made the cat stand up. It immediately looked up vigilantly, only to see that it was the seriously injured lizardman with his eyes open. Looking sideways, the vertical pupils of the reptile looked cold and dangerous.

Because of the movement of turning his head, the wounds on his cheeks and neck were cracked and oozing pus again. The dark green scales were about to fall off, but Bingyi felt a chill on his back. These scales made him feel like bullets, as if they would shoot at any time! Bingyi, who is currently an ordinary cat, might be able to kill him with just one scale.

However, he didn't think about how the lizardman felt when a big cat suddenly appeared next to the little lizard, licked its whiskers and lowered its head as if to bite it.

At this moment, it was hard to tell who was more nervous, the lizardman or the cat. For a while, the atmosphere in the ice house was stagnant to the extreme, but after seeing that it was a Maine Coon cat, the lizardman finally took a step back. The scales on his face fell off, and he coughed hard, his breathing sounded like pulling an old bellows. The action just now made him more injured, but the lizard man still half-opened his eyes and paid attention to the movement here. This kind of heartfelt concern and affection moved Bingyi.

The calls of other tourists came from outside the ice house. They were leaving. The time-limited tasks in the scenic spot were difficult to complete, and they had stayed for too long. Even if they didn't want to leave, they couldn't stay.

They wanted to take the cat with them, but Bingyi just moved his cat ears and didn't go out. The sound outside gradually faded away, leaving only a cold and bleak wind. The lizard man closed his eyes tiredly and melancholy, sighed heavily, and was a bit desperate and desolate. The teammates had done their best. What burned them was not simple flames and steam, but terrible pollution mixed with divine power, which soaked their bodies and polluted their souls. Even the pure dew of the layman and the prayers of the dead could not solve it.

At that time, the lizard man knew that he was finished. His teammates had no way. Forcing him to go with them would only make his injuries worse and even make him die faster. But he didn't want to die like this.

He still had the little lizard... He couldn't die. If he died, the little lizard wouldn't survive. The lizard man remembered what the captain said last. The Red Guide who had been separated before might be nearby. There was an old lady Miao in their team who had amazing Gu skills. If they could find them, he should be able to be saved, and the little lizard could be saved too!

Although one of the five poisons that old lady Miao used to use was a gecko, not a lizard... But it was almost the same. Even if it was made into a Gu, as long as it could survive, there was hope.

The lizard man tried his best to open his eyes. He couldn't sleep, couldn't fall asleep, he had to be awake, awake - ah? !

The lizard man's breathing almost stopped, and he couldn't close his eyes anymore. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the cat squatting beside him, concentrating on using its claws to fiddle with the little lizard! The unconscious little lizard in its claws couldn't be eaten! !

The lizard man was so angry that he almost took action, but the next second he saw a butterfly climbing on the thick white fur on the chest of the Maine Coon cat, hanging upside down, with its slender and curly mouthparts stretched straight, piercing into the gap between the scales of the little lizard's head, sucking continuously. This scene was so horrifying and terrifying that it was like a man-eating bat sucking human brains. If the lizard man hadn't felt that the pollution on the little lizard was being sucked away, he would really have been unable to hold back.

What a special butterfly, it can actually suck away pollution! At this moment, even the lizard man couldn't hold back his ecstasy. Could it be that what the captain and the others said was true, that this was the cat from Director Hong? Was this butterfly a Gu worm specially cultivated by Old Lady Miao, brought here by the cat, specifically to deal with this kind of pollution?

However, the lizard man soon became worried. Although the pollution on the little lizard was being sucked away, the butterfly obviously couldn't swallow and store it. The pollution turned into wisps of white mist, just like the hot steam that suddenly spurted out of the crack in the ground. Although it was no longer hot, it was still full of pollution and toxicity, and it was an extremely terrifying poisonous gas!

The lizardman became drowsy after smelling just a wisp of it, and his face suddenly changed. If this poison really spread, not only them, but the entire basalt rock would probably become a Jedi! What's more terrifying is that the poison mist did not return to the butterfly's body, but flew up and floated towards the Maine Coon, silently sinking into its silver-white long hair.

"Little..."

The lizardman's face suddenly changed, and he was anxious and wanted to open his mouth to remind him, but he couldn't say a complete word. He could only watch the poison mist continue to flow into the Maine Coon's long hair, and his body began to sway slightly, and he kept panting, as if he was poisoned and was about to die! A dark green scale shot out, trying to cut off the poison mist and attract it back. However, the poison mist seemed to have identified this cat, and was not disturbed by the scales at all, and continued to flow into the Maine Coon's body.

It's all over, there's no hope. It's just an ordinary cat, how can it survive the poison mist? Seeing the phantom cat breathing more and more rapidly, the lizard man was miserable, helpless and desperate, and a little collapsed.

‘Master, you can’t eat it, you can’t eat it! ’

Die Da also collapsed a little, and tried to remind the master.

‘It smells really good’

Bing Yi sighed intoxicatedly, reluctant to leave, and his instinct almost overwhelmed his reason after turning into a cat. If the lizard man could pull apart the long hair on his chest, he would see that the mist was actually led away by the small bottle hanging on his chest, poured into the drop of black liquid, and merged with it.

‘Success, I was really attracted by it’

Bing Yi thought of his communication with Die Da just now. When he turned over and over to check the little lizard just now, Die Da had told him everything he knew and could say.

‘They were not only burned, but also seriously polluted! ’

This kind of pollution is very strange. Although Die Da has the talent of sucking, he can’t absorb it completely. And the pollution can’t poison it, and it is likely to overflow from its body again. If this is the case, this ice house and even the entire basalt stone will probably be seriously polluted.

So Bingyi originally planned to use Die Da's main and secondary talents of "Distortion and Retracement" to first pollute the little lizard, and then use Die Da's pollution to cover the pollution on its body to make it deformed, and then retrace it to normal. However, the already weak little lizard is very likely to be unable to bear it and die in the middle of the process.

Just when Bingyi decided to take a gamble, Die Da proposed a new idea.

It thinks that sucking the highly toxic pollution that has spread out may not be scattered in the air. These pollutions may be sucked away by the drop of black liquid. They feel very similar to it, but they are thinner. With the characteristics of pollution gathering, they are very likely to be sucked into the bottle!

Die Da is right. It sucks out the pollution first, and then it is absorbed by the black liquid after it is spilled. This is the least harmful and safest way for the little lizard. Its life is in danger, and Bingyi no longer hesitates. When the mist spreads, Bingyi not only smells the sweet fragrance, but also feels a sense of danger that makes him feel like a thorn in his back.

Once this polluted poisonous mist invades his body, the consequences may be unimaginable! Fortunately, everything went smoothly as planned, and all the mist was thrown into the drop of black liquid, which made Bingyi more curious. What exactly is this drop of black liquid?

Die Da hesitated. It was just a small butterfly, hesitant to speak, and had no cultural background. He only said that this drop of liquid came from the deepest, deepest place in the world.

‘I was born in a similar place’

Die Da couldn’t tell his master about the abyss because his master hadn’t recovered his memory yet, so he could only hint at it. Bingyi was thoughtful, and suddenly thought of the Jinlunjia Great Abyss mentioned by his mother, the original abyss.

Where else can be deeper than the abyss?

The pollution was in the form of mist. The peak snow zombies killed by his mother had mist related to the Jinlunjia Great Abyss on their bodies, which made Bingyi think of the fog country adjacent to the Great Abyss.

In Norse mythology, Hvergelmir, the spring of the Land of Mist, is the first spring of the world and the source of twelve great rivers. Legend has it that one of the twelve rivers contains a deadly poison. Ymir, the ancestor of the giants, was born when the ice frozen into the river collided with the flames of the Land of Fire, so his blood also contains this deadly poison. All his descendants, all frost giants, have inherited toxins in their blood. It is because of this that the giants are violent and cruel. Only giants can resist this deadly poison, and others will die if they touch it.

Could it be that this drop of black liquid is the blood of the giant? So it is located in the giant's head?

The hot steam that spurts out from the cracks deep in the earth is not just steam. Is it mixed with a wisp of mist from the Land of Mist?

The Land of Mist is also called the Land of Death, which is shrouded in thick fog all day long, cold and without any vitality. The twelve great rivers rise into mist, making the mist also full of deadly poison. This mist, which is related to mythology and can be regarded as both mythological pollution and poisonous fog for humans, is probably the culprit that caused the lizardman and the little lizard to be injured.

Bingyi guessed that the blood of the giant was poisonous ice and snow that had been burned by fire, and it should be purer than the poisonous fog contained in the mist, so it could be absorbed. It was the pollution that caused the little lizard and the lizardman to be on the verge of death. With their body's recovery ability, simple burning should be easy to recover.

"Hiss..."

Wake up!

Bingyi was closely watching the state of the little lizard while imagining the abyss. When the pollution was sucked into the mist by the butterfly, the dying little lizard coughed a few times, and its breathing returned to normal, and even slightly opened its eyes.

Success!

The little lizard is out of danger of death! But it is still weak now. Bingyi used his claws to pick up a little bit of the food, medicine, dew and other products left by other travelers, and stuffed them into the little lizard. With the efforts of Director Bing, it finally opened its eyes, and its eyes were still frightened and confused. Charlie still remembered the flames in reality and the sudden death. He also remembered that the next second after learning the rules of the old dream, the incarnation in the dream was on the verge of death, and the father involved was also on the verge of death.

There is a great fear between life and death. Two consecutive deaths made him numb and desperate. In a daze, he could only pray to the heaven and earth, and to the gods, hoping to survive, and not wanting his family in the dream to be killed by him.

Until now, it has survived. But it was not the illusory gods who saved him, but Director Bing.

Director Bing saved him, and Director Bing came to the dream and saved him.

The little lizard buried his head in the fluffy cat's paw with difficulty. Countless emotions accumulated in his heart, fear, despair, sadness and gratitude. He wanted to cry but couldn't shed any tears. His emotions were numb in great joy and sorrow. He only thought about how to repay Director Bing for saving his life.

Oh, Charlie thought of something.

In reality, it gushed out with the flames, burned his body and embedded in his head. In the dream, he actually brought this thing in and held it in his mouth. If it hadn't absorbed some of the high temperature, he and his father would have died at the moment of being hit by the boiling steam.

The things that spewed out with the underground flames are probably related to volcanoes. It's probably extremely precious, but now Charlie only thinks that it may be useful to Director Bing.

Da.

Bingyi's cat paw was burned, and he almost shook his paw subconsciously to throw Charlie out. The burning sensation came from the gap between the claws, accompanied by waves of flames and a familiar, sweet smell.

Something related to the Jinlunga Chasm again?

Bingyi looked down with surprise and vigilance, and saw the little lizard spit out a red, rice-sized crystal, and pushed it into his paw with difficulty. At the first sight of it, Bingyi felt a ball of fire ignited and burned in front of his eyes. It even aroused his fire god power - he was obviously an ordinary cat now, but the fire god power was awakened by this crystal!

Bingyi understood what it was in an instant and held his breath.

This is the purest and most original flame, coming from the Fire Kingdom adjacent to the Jinlunga Divide.

That is the primitive world that existed before the birth of the world, the most primitive flame.

This is what he can eat!