Chapter 343: Woodpecker
Rise of the White Dragon
Wildly, even unrestrained, Ingrid dove from the sky with her pair of wings briefly retracted, in her right hand a giant ball of magma was formed.
âDie!â
A shrill scream echoed.
*BOOOOOOOOOM!*
Right after the scream, a loud explosion was caused.
smokescreen formed, and then, a sea of ââmagma appeared, melting even the bones of the giant rats.
âIf it continues like this, it wonât even turn into credits.â Luan didnât know whether to laugh or cry.
But soon he stopped caring. While he wanted to make more credits, it was more important to him that Ingrid learn to control the new power sheâs acquired.
Ingrid also noticed this problem. Scratching her head, she pondered. She just couldnât quite determine the right amount of power when attacking. When she attacked, it was out of her control, because of that, it ended up being stronger than she expectedâ¦
âJust try to hurt, not kill,â Luan advised her.
âOkay, Iâll try.â Even being far away, with their hearing, it was possible to communicate.
Ingrid took a deep breath. Closing and opening her eyes, she seemed calmer and more serene. Her current calm was frightening; reached a level of absolute indifference.
âOhh?â Luan who was sitting cross-legged on the cloud was surprised by what he saw. âAnd to think that she could get into a state of absolute calmâ¦â
For a cultivator, entering a state of absolute calm is exceptional. The reason is clear when you are in this state, everything becomes clearer, and everything becomes easier to detect, almost as if nothing is out of your reach. It was a strange, wonderful state.
In that moment, it was as if Ingrid had become a completely different person. The magma control that she spent more than 4 hours trying to control when attacking the giant rats seemed like a childâs toy now to her.
In the palm of her hand, a small woodpecker formed from the magma, it was so realistic it looked like it was alive. And even with a great concentration of Qi, it didnât seem to be about to get out of her current control.
Ingrid marveled at this, but it didnât show on her face. With a nonchalant look, she made a diving gesture with her left hand and the magma woodpecker started flying towards a giant rat.
The giant rat at first did not feel danger and attacked, but the magma woodpecker was fearless and with its pointed beak, pecked the claw of the giant rat.
*SHOUT OUT!*
An extremely pitiful and irritating scream came out of the mouseâs mouth and echoed. The giant ratâs claw turned to coal in less than 1 second, in such a short time, the giant rat lost a front leg.
The woodpecker took advantage and pecked the mouseâs head towards the eye.
A shocking scene appeared before the eyes of those nearby.
The giant rat not only lost its right eye but also had its head pierced by the magma woodpeckerâs spike. Around the hole that formed, it became so dark black, that not even blood came out.
âOh my God, what the fuck was that?â
Someone finally came out of their stupor and screamed in fear.
Amazement was written on everyoneâs faces. None of them were confident enough to say they would be able to make it out alive if they were up against it.
It didnât stop there, after the magma woodpecker killed the giant rat, the woodpecker flapped its wings and headed toward the next victim.
âI know, I know, this was done by that woman!â Someone shouted as they pointed towards Ingrid who was flying with a pair of blood red wings.
Soon after screaming, the man regretted it. âSheâs not going to attack me because of that, yes?â He was really scared, it got to the point where he wanted to run away.
Lucky for him, Ingrid didnât care and kept using her focus to control the magma woodpecker to kill the rats.
It wasnât particularly devastating, at least it wasnât like the kamikaze sheâd made before forming a lake of magma. However, it was scarier, as the woodpecker appeared to be alive and was extremely deadly, even if not on a large scale.
When he noticed that Ingrid didnât even pay attention to what he said, the man put his hand on his chest with sweat running down his face, he breathed a sigh of relief and muttered, âPowerful people are another levelâ¦â
Beside him, a woman nodded in agreement. She was also worried as the man who spoke earlier was her brother.
Meanwhile, the woodpecker was now flying like a drill, spinning at high speed and piercing the giant ratsâ chests and heads, leaving behind a road of giant rat corpses.
âWhoever said this thing didnât have a large-scale killing power, show up! I swear I wonât hit you.â Someone screamed in amazement.
âNo one said thatâ¦â Another argued, âI think thatâs what you thought before, but you didnât have the courage to say it out loud, did you?â
ââ¦â
The man fell silent.
Luan saw this scene, found it adorable, and laughed a little. But, his attention was directed back to Ingrid.
It was amazing what she was doing her control was improving by leaps and bounds. She had turned into a minor magma expert, the control she now wielded was proof of that, but⦠This would only last as long as she was in the state of absolute calm, after that passed, though the experience still wasnât lost, she wouldnât necessarily be able to perform as well, but that would be good enough.
âI hope it lasts at least a few more minutes,â Luan muttered.
As it was the first time Ingrid had managed to get into this state, he knew it would be difficult for her to keep it that way, the longer she stayed like this, the better it would be for her.
Ingrid seemed to be aware of this, so she created a second magma woodpecker, but this one had something different, it looked like blood veins running through the woodpeckerâs magma body.