weddingnovel Chapter 94 Bear Man
Chapter 94 Bear Man
Emerging slowly from the darkness was a bear-man, nearly two and a half meters tall. His once brown fur was now mostly gray-white, and one glance revealed his advanced age.
He wore a gray-brown cloak, his large hands wrapped in thick bandages, now clenched into fists, his bulging muscles exuding a sense of power ready to be unleashed.
Thor stared into the old bear-man's eyes and felt a surge of wild power within them—as if giant elephants were roaring, tigers were howling, lithe antelopes were galloping, and birds were soaring in the sky.
A bear-man druid? Or a beast spirit walker treading the path of the wild? This is truly a rare existence.
As Thor was sizing up the bear-man, the bear-man was also scrutinizing him.
With a body length approaching eleven meters, a robust physique, and wide wings, this is clearly a red dragon in its adolescence.
Although the ratio of its scales to its wings looks a bit unusual, it's probably just a slight mutation. Its challenge level is at most around level ten, and it's definitely not a match for me.
Dragons are not only incredibly resilient, but they also hold grudges. If you fail to kill them completely in one go, you'll have to be constantly on guard against their retaliation.
Therefore, unless absolutely necessary, this bear-man was unwilling to engage in a pointless battle, and spoke again in a low voice.
"Leave now, Red Dragon! You are no match for me. If you leave now, I will forgive and forget everything that happened before."
With surging magic in his mouth, Thor looked at the old bear-man before him, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.
It's just an old guy with a challenge level of around fifteen. Does it really think it can take me by heart?
Today, let him see for himself the true strength of a dragon, which cannot be measured by challenge level alone.
In the next instant, the immense magical power emanating from his mouth transformed into a scorching ray, shooting directly at the old bear-man in the distance, completely ignoring his words.
Faced with this sudden attack, the old bear-man showed no surprise whatsoever. The moment he appeared, he had already been on high alert.
His seemingly bulky figure leaped lightly to the side, then lightly touched the ground with his toes and quickly charged towards Thor.
"The agility of a cat!"
A deep roar echoed through the night sky, and with his powerful dynamic vision, Thor could even vaguely glimpse a hazy cat-shaped phantom shrouding the old bear-man.
As the old bear-man drew near, Thor abruptly closed his gaping maw, and the heat rays emanating from it instantly dissipated like noodles being bitten through.
The magic within him began to surge towards his forepaws, and then he slammed his fist into the ground. The immense impact, imbued with magic, flowed down the ground in all directions.
Sharp spikes, as sharp as needles, instantly took shape and, with the continuous infusion of magic, suddenly emerged from the ground like fangs.
The dense, thorny ground covered an area of 180 degrees in front of Thor, resembling a thicket of brambles.
The old bear-man, charging at high speed, was naturally within the attack range of the ground spikes. Just as he was about to be pierced through, he clapped his large hands together.
"The tortoise's resilience!"
As the voice faded, the phantom of the spirit cat enveloping him instantly transformed into a pitch-black old tortoise, and the magic power within his body spread outward, forming a spherical shield covered with patterns resembling a tortoise shell.
The spikes that rose from below struck the shield, creating only ripples like waves before breaking off due to the clash of magic and dissipating into specks of yellowish-brown earth elemental light in the air.
"That's interesting, let's try this one!"
A sinister grin spread across Thor's massive head. Although he preferred to use breath and awakening spells to fight, that didn't mean he was a mage who was afraid of enemies getting close.
The thicket of spikes, resembling thorns, failed to harm the old bear-man, but successfully hindered his charge.
Taking this opportunity, Thor raised his massive claws again and slammed them down on the old bear-man's head.
At the critical moment, the old bear-man raised its hands in time, meeting Thor's strike with the force of lifting a cauldron. A deafening roar suddenly rang out as its hard scales and sharp claws rubbed against the iron-gray protective shield, causing it to twist violently.
The red dragon, which is eleven meters long, has a purified bloodline, and possesses multiple monster templates, is incredibly powerful.
The protective shield around the old bear's body only lasted for three breaths before it exploded like a fragile eggshell. His feet sank suddenly, and his legs below the knees were slammed into the ground.
Tiny specks of iron-gray fluorescence emanated from his body; these were the spirit turtle souls that had been shattered along with the shield.
These beast spirits, which were obtained from the wilderness and carefully nurtured and strengthened by the old bear-man, should have returned to the wilderness. However, a strange attraction emanated from Thor and instantly devoured him.
Mental Essence +37.
A pale blue subtitle flashed past below his line of sight, instantly filling Thor with unexpected joy—he hadn't expected this old guy to be able to drop "gold coins".
Unlike Thor's surprise, the old bear-man pinned under Thor's claws felt only deep horror.
This red dragon looks like it's only in its teens, so why does it possess such incredible physical strength?
What was that strange attraction all about? How could it directly devour the beast spirit that I had painstakingly cultivated?
A strange sense of unease rose in Old Bear's heart, but he quickly suppressed it with his strong will.
Thick veins bulged all over his body, like earthworms wriggling under his skin. He suddenly roared and forcefully pushed Thor's claws away.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, he immediately rolled on the spot, and in a few leaps, he distanced himself from Thor, standing on the roof of a half-collapsed house, and said in a solemn tone.
"I admit, I underestimated you a bit before, Red Dragon! But don't think you've already won. Now I'll show you the true power of the Beast's Way!"
Upon hearing this, Thor let out a wild laugh, grinning widely to reveal his gleaming white fangs.
"The power of wild beasts? What unfamiliar terms! How did they come together? Let me see for myself!"
"You'll see! You'll regret your arrogance!"
Animal phantoms began to flash rapidly across the old bear-man's body—tiger, rabbit, cow, rat… but were eventually swallowed up by a huge brown bear phantom.
The enormous phantom of the bear stood upright, nearly ten meters tall, before beginning to shrink little by little, while the old bear-man's body, in the opposite direction, began to expand continuously.
The two, one large and one small, quickly overlapped, becoming indistinguishable. What finally appeared before Thor was a behemoth of a bear-man, a full six meters tall.
The enormous bear-man clenched his fists, and the surging power within him caused his golden-brown fur to rise abnormally.
The anxiety caused by the previous minor setback has completely dissipated, replaced by a strong sense of confidence.
"The cat's agility, the ox's strength, the tiger's robustness, the mouse's alertness... Now, I have combined the power of all beasts and possess the strength to dominate the world like a bear!"
Thor merely smiled dismissively and asked indifferently.
"Can you fly?"