Chapter 250

Chapter 250: Ice盏 Flower Sea

In the Sighing Mountains, amidst the pine forest.

At dawn, black herons perched on the branches, letting out croaking sounds that echoed through the tranquil and expansive wilderness. In the distance, several squirrels emerged from their nests and peeked out into the grass, searching for acorns and pine nuts scattered on the ground. They rustled through the fallen yellow leaves, creating a soft, whispering sound.

A few accipiters flew high in the sky, occasionally swooping down in swift dives, drawing long arcs in the air as they pursued their prey.

A pine nut, encased in scales, fell from a high branch and landed softly on the gray, soft tent, bouncing slightly before rolling onto the black soil beside it.

Inside the not-so-large tent, due to its thick outer layer, the interior was well-shielded from light. Only a thin line of light seeped through the gaps between the curtains. The silver-haired young lady lay on a gray rabbit fur blanket, covered by a thin cotton quilt. She lay on her side, her hair spilling over the white quilt, with some strands pressed beneath her shoulder.

As the sun rose higher, golden-red sunlight filtered through the trees, casting warm, scattered rays upon the tent. Lolan Hill opened her sleepy eyes, stretched, and slowly sat up.

She looked at her hands on the quilt, her eyes opening and closing intermittently, her head lowering and then lifting again as she stared blankly for a while before gradually coming to her senses.

After the sporadic noises, having changed into a white witch’s dress, she poked her head out of the tent, picked up her boots placed outside, intending to put them on, but soon noticed that they had collected dew. She quickly withdrew her foot, still wearing white socks.

Shaking her head in frustration, Lolan sighed inwardly at her own lack of experience, then put the boots back into her storage ring and took out a clean pair of short boots, slipping them on carefully.

The fresh morning air in the forest was particularly invigorating, and the birds in the trees sang joyfully, sometimes flying off to another spot to continue their melody.

Lolan packed up her tent and relit the small campfire, taking out a glass bottle filled with amber maple syrup water, adding a few slices of red pomelo, and warming it beside the fire. She then took a fork to hold a piece of bread and placed it by the fire to toast.

Watching the warm, flickering flames, the bread slice gradually turned golden-brown. After a moment’s thought, she sprinkled a little salt on the bread and began to eat it slowly. Occasionally, she would take a sip of the warm maple syrup water to prevent choking and to replenish her fluids. Unlike honey, maple syrup had a lighter taste.

After finishing her meal and extinguishing the fire, she tidied up briefly before continuing her journey.

The wind rushed past her ears, lifting her long hair. The autumn sun, though not scorching, provided just the right warmth, allowing her to feel the refreshing sensation of the breeze brushing against her body.

Looking down at the verdant and winding forest and wilderness below, the young lady keenly sensed numerous extraordinary demonic beasts hidden among them. Among them were natural Sequence 3 Rain Arrow Poison Frogs, nearly indistinguishable from the surrounding foliage, and Primal Sequence 2 Black-eyed Fawn, whose tiny antlers were almost invisible. However, as an extraordinary being, the fawn’s dark brown fur was highly toxic, protecting it from attacks by higher-ranking demonic beasts.

Navigating through the mountainous terrain, Lolan occasionally sensed a large demonic beast running in the distance—a dragon sequence…

5. Crimson-scaled Tyrant Dragon. Although it lacks wings, its strong hind legs and massive jaws make it a small overlord in the mountain range.

The pure white robe fluttered as the young lady approached her destination,迎着 sky’s fresh breeze.

A wilderness extended upward along a slope, under the vast sky with flowing clouds, there was a sea of ice-blue flowers. Tender green leaves interspersed with white-and-blue flowers, their stamens a delicate light blue. As she neared, an extremely cold air rushed toward her. Apart from these ice-blue flowers, no other plants grew here; it seemed nothing else could endure such harsh conditions.

Lolan Hill blinked slightly, and information about these flowers appeared on her retinas. Most were Sequence 3, with a few being Sequence 4.

[Ice盏 Flower]

Variety: Blue Gold盏 Flower (Special advanced variant)

Status: In full bloom (damaged)

Sequence: Nature Sequence 4 · Frost Moon Ice盏 Flower (Evaluation: Rare Golden Grade, rating increases due to large aggregation)

Talent:

[Frost Moon Ice Essence] (Perfect): Can absorb sunlight, moonlight, and mana, slowly condensing into special ice essence magic.

Ability:

[Ice盏 Bloom] (Rare): Infects the surrounding environment, causing temperatures to drop but not freeze. When many Ice盏 Flowers aggregate, they form a lifeless domain.

[Frost Moon Fruit] (Perfect): Produces tiny fruits imbued with ice essence magic, smaller than grains of rice. They can improve the stability of extraordinary cores and enhance manipulation of magic, while also having calming, low-temperature, and physical enhancement effects.

Looking at the ice-blue sea of flowers swaying gently in the wind, Lolan Hill slowly descended from the sky.

Strange, why does the system say they’re in a damaged state? The silver-haired young lady wandered through the flower field, feeling the extremely cold chill, her hair standing slightly on end. The outer edges were around minus 20°C, while the center was likely around minus 80°C.

Shaking her trembling body, Lolan Hill slowly squatted down to observe these tiny flowers. Sure enough, she noticed some differences.

Among the flower clusters, the ear-like structures that should have borne fruit only had a few remnants left, and the stamens were somewhat damaged, with very little pollen.

Just as the young lady pondered the cause, the sun gradually rose to the middle of the sky, and the warmest part of the day began to approach.

A low hum came from afar, like a diving bomber. Lolan Hill looked up to see a swarm of deep blue bees.

These bees rapidly flapped their wings, numbering in the tens of thousands, briefly obscuring the sky above the flower field. Under their transparent wings, their deep blue bodies reflected sunlight, gleaming like metal. Their tails had curved poison stingers, colored from blue to black, looking quite dangerous.

Upon noticing Lolan Hill, this unexpected visitor, they immediately swarmed towards her, a deep blue wave, like a wailing ghost face.

[Ice Flame Bee]

Species: Subspecies of the Bee family

Status: Healthy (hungry)

Sequence: War Sequence 3 · Ice Flame Bee (Evaluation: Individual Excellent Bronze Grade, rating rises to Rare Pearl Grade when in large groups)

Talent:

[Honey Making] (Rare): More proficient at making honey than ordinary bees.

Honey can refine the pollen of extraordinary crops, enhancing their effects and characteristics.

【Cold Flame Poison】(Rare): A unique extraordinary toxin of this creature. After being poisoned, one feels extremely hot but desires to cool down, yet the body becomes extremely cold. Afterwards, the body gradually loses sensation.

Abilities:

【Ice Flame】(Excellent): A condensed blue flame that can burn through steel.

【Ice Flame Resonance】(Rare): When gathered in large numbers, they can resonate and link extraordinary magic power through inscriptions on their backs, significantly increasing overall strength. However, limited by individual capabilities, the maximum strength is Rare Pearl level.

Skills: 【Cold Flame Sting】(Rare): Using its own stinger to attack, the struck creature will spontaneously open pores to seek cooling, eventually becoming paralyzed and frozen to death.

【Dance of Ice Wind】(Perfect): When over 6000 individuals resonate, the skill reaches its peak, greatly increasing flight speed, damage resistance, and the power of flames, while also allowing them to share damage, making individuals more likely to survive.

Watching the deep blue bees swarming from all directions, Lolan Hill immediately ascended to avoid being completely surrounded.

Flying diagonally, she first hugged the ground to dive away from the swarm, then sharply turned upward, soaring straight up to avoid these bees.

After a while, the young lady saw that those creatures had stopped chasing her and breathed a sigh of relief. This was her first escape since her rebirth. It wasn’t that she couldn’t fight back, but the sight of so many insects gave her immense psychological pressure. Moreover, fighting there would ruin the ice flowers.

Lolan Hill quietly comforted herself and slowly recalled the origins of these bees.

Ice Flame Bees were species cultivated during the heyday of the Frostfang Empire, used not only for brewing special honey and mead but also as powerful war tools. Unfortunately, due to the need for large amounts of special extraordinary flowers for their growth and advancement, their numbers have always been small. After the empire’s fall, no one has seen them again, leading many to believe that this extraordinary species had gone extinct.

Who would have thought that such a vast number of them still existed deep in the Sighing Mountains? Truly rare indeed.

There are almost no descriptions of them in external books. Lolan Hill only learned about this from ancient records left by shamans she had watched recently. The honey these bees produce was an important material for orc shamans in refining magic potions.

Reflecting on their origins, Lolan Hill landed on a tall branch and looked toward the distant ice-blue flower sea under the sunlight.

Those flowers resemble what the Ice Elves love very much.

The former garden of ice, the transparent glass kingdom of the Ice Elves. Could these flower seas be their remnants? But why? This place is extremely far from the ruins of the Ice Elves’ homeland.

The silver-haired young lady raised her finger, closed her eyes slightly, carefully listening to the surrounding wind, sensing this ancient and tranquil land.

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