Chapter 369 – Plotting against the Ice Phoenix (1/2)

When the massive Ice Phoenix arrived at the top of the ice mountain, Fatty secretly lamented. The Ghost Phoenix’s group had been all mighty and arrogant when they had come here finding trouble, which made Fatty think they had been very sure of victory, but now, it didn’t look the case.

The Ice Phoenix felt something off as soon as it landed. A closer look verified this as in the ice cave below, its egg was gone and there was only one big fat fellow.

A long, furious screech resounded. Instantly, the whole mountain shook and countless ice shards flew around chaotically. With a spray from the phoenix’s beak, a vicious cold blast blew into the hole, landing right on Fatty.

Fatty didn’t even have the chance to use the Elemental Movement Arts. He just stood there watching dumbly as his whole body froze and turned into a human ice sculpture.

Hatefully swatting open the ice hole with its claw, the Ice Phoenix grabbed out Fatty and threw him to the ground.

“Audacious human, you actually dare to run into my place and steal things. Where is my child? Hand it back and I’ll let you have a clean death,” said the furious Ice Phoenix.

“Gone.” Surprisingly, Fatty could still talk even when frozen. The Ice Phoenix apparently had planned to interrogate him.

“Gone?” The phoenix’s expression grew ugly.

“Ghost Phoenix and the others sent me to steal your child. They led you away so as to create the opportunity for me. After I got it, I passed it back through the teleportation method. It’s now in the hands of Ghost Phoenix,” Fatty lied at random, palming off the disaster to someone else.

“Bastard, how dare you trick me? Why would Ghost Phoenix want to steal my child?” The look in the Ice Phoenix’s eyes worsened.

“It said it’d use your child to threaten you and exchange for an important object that benefits some kind of plan.” Fatty babbled, adding salt to what he’d heard from the fire alliance.

“They also want that thing?” Upon this, the Ice Phoenix suddenly calmed down and snorted in disdain.

“What’s that thing exactly?” Fatty asked at once.

“Humph, that you don't need to know. Human, I’ll only repeat for the last time, give me back my child and I’ll let you go, or prepare to be an ice sculpture here for the rest of your life.” The Ice Phoenix looked at Fatty in wait.

“I really don't have it.” Fatty made a distraught face. “I teleported it to the Occult Flame Palace as soon as I got it. They should be boiling it already, or maybe frying.”

“Not in your hands, huh? Then it’s useless to keep you.” Saying this, the Ice Phoenix raised a talon and mercilessly stepped down.

Crack! Like shattered glass, Fatty was broken into numerous pieces, his two eyes each rolled out more than ten meters, still maintaining that look of disbelief.

“Damnable human, damnable Ghost Phoenix!” the Ice Phoenix cursed.

A gust of cold wind swept Fatty’s crushed pieces away and far down the mountain. The Ice Phoenix slowly lay down on the ice pit, abruptly coughing. As large chunks of blood mixed with flames were spat out, they immediately exploded in the air. The Ice Phoenix looked battered and exhausted.

Having been ganged up on by the Ghost Phoenix’s group then jointly casting the forbidden ice spell, although the Ice Phoenix’s injury wasn’t life-threatening, its health had dropped to a critically dangerous point.

The Ice Phoenix opened its mouth and took in a deep breath, and a chill gushed out from the small hole below the ice cave, forming a column of cold air that rushed straight up and merged into the phoenix’s body. The Ice Phoenix slowly closed its eyes and began to recuperate.

Ding.

System Notification: The criteria for Death Transformation has been reached. Would you like to transform?

“Transform.”

Fatty whose body was scattered in all directions chose to transform. A moment later at the foot of the ice mountain, a black fog rose, revealing a skeletal beast with two long tusks.

It was fortunate that he had been thrown down, otherwise, transforming right under the Ice Phoenix would be suicidal. Fatty silently appreciated his luck.

“Looks like it vomited blood.” The moment when his eyes had rolled down, Fatty had seen the Ice Phoenix coughed out blood. He couldn't help a sinister laugh remembering this as an evil thought was birthed in his guts.

Fatty didn’t dare to act rashly, though. One reason was that this form was inconvenient to attack with, and the other was that even though vomiting blood, the Ice Phoenix wasn’t an existence Fatty could afford to provoke. At this critical moment, there was only one word: wait.

This wait went on for two days. After a simple treatment of its injury, the Ice Phoenix immediately called friends and gathered some experts of the same rank on an expedition to the magma world for retaliation on the fire alliance.

“Finally.” Once the Ice Phoenix left, Fatty immediately climbed to the top of the ice mountain and began to prepare his plan.

A day later, the Ice Phoenix staggered back to its nest with countless wounds. Large patches of snow-white feathers fell from the scorched areas all over its body.

“Damnable Ghost Phoenix, when I recover, I will kill you.” It wasn’t hard to see that the Ice Phoenix must have suffered a lot. This time, the injury was even more serious than last time. After all, they had fought in the other party’s home field.