Ice Age Weasel Novels & Stories

Their leader is a black wolf with blue eyes, and he wants to stand on the high cliff and declare war on his opponent. The Red Wolve did not dare to stop but only dared to lean to the side. Wolves usually have gray and yellow fur, but with wolves having white, black, and red fur is very special. The black wolf that received the order to distract Windy was just a wolf with yellow fur because to distract the opponent, he disguised himself to look like Ezra.

"Boss, I've got a bad news. The Emperor will send a representative to make a deal with us." A man servant who used thick clothes with brown animal fur, said to his leader. Desmond Krueger, a big muscle man who grind his axe down, smiling to his servant. Icicle's highest temperature was zero degree. The sun rarely show and it still a mystery why the White Wolf bandit's leader has brown tanned skin. "Hmm, it's good news. I need to test my axe."

She did not expect them to be near the cave they landed. If they went on a hunt and came back injured one day, it was conceivable that these three weasels would definitely strike at them. She also rushed over, horrified to find that a weasel had actually opened its mouth around Alex's arm and bit it. On those sharp teeth were actually bone patterns as well. "Be careful, don't get bitten!" Zendaya shouted. However, the warning came a step too late. Several weasel bone demons were very fast, and they worked with each other to attack at speed. At the same time, there was a soul attack too.

Then it was gone. “Command tent’s this way,” Sara said, and swung the door wider. Kim brushed past, Jane tight to her side, Tom and Leslie on their heels. In the lab’s silence, the werewolf on the gurney exhaled a wet, rattling breath. Its eyelids trembled. On the bench, the cooler’s display ticked a steady 4 °C. The serum pulsed softly with its own small light. —

He bit back its groan at the intensity. And yet, here they were, surrounded by their fellow warriors, forced to maintain a facade of professionalism. Glacy continued her report, detailing how the most recent event of how the Were-coyotes of Acrue City had been profiting from the Demmire turkeys; creatures native to the Tungsten wolves' forest. They were peculiar creatures, standing at five feet tall with iridescent feathers that shimmered in the sunlight. They weighed fifty pounds each, their meat prized for its unique flavor.

The Elysian Inscription appeared and provided significant gains to non-human races. Those bathed by the Elysian Light unlocked greater potential, but some had instant improvements to their strength. It was akin to all non-human races winning the lottery. The difference was that some only won a few dollars, while others won millions. The weasel was originally an ordinary animal that lived at the base of Mount Jade. With the restoration of Empyrean Spiritual Energy on Earth, he gradually gained sentience. In the beginning, he was relatively weak so he cultivated in hiding.

Yan Wushuang pressed down with his hand, and the Ice Spikes all over the sky whistled down with unparalleled penetrating power like terrifying sharp swords. Miserable shrill cries resounded. Three seconds later, all the weasels were pierced by a huge Ice Spike and pinned to the ground. The Ice Spikes automatically emitted cold air and froze the giant weasels. In the end, they completely exploded and turned into countless pieces. The people of the Chamber of Lead-glass looked terrified. It was no wonder that the Ice Demon King was so famous in the outside world. He was too powerful. The weasels, having no ability to resist, were smashed into pieces by Yan Wushuang in an instant.

Was the boy trying to scare me? I pulled onto the emergency lane, then took a deep breath and rubbed my belly. "Son, did your memories get scrambled during your reincarnation? We live in the twenty-first century now. We have heated floors at home, and we didn't need hunting rifles for food a long time ago." 'Who said his memory's scrambled? Just do what he said! In our last life, when the extreme cold hit, the whole world was thrown into another ice age. The people who froze to death turned into zombies! My brother and I died when the zombies bit into our necks!'

"The Well... it's not just a location. It's a pulse. And it’s screaming." As we began the trek across the ice, the silence of the Tundra was broken by a sound that made the hair on the back of my neck stand up. It wasn't the wind. It was a rhythmic, metallic thrumming that seemed to come from beneath our feet. "Contact!" Kael barked, his claws sliding out. Out of the swirling snow emerged a pack of creatures I had never seen in the archives. They looked like wolves, but their flesh was made of translucent ice, and their eyes were pits of that same grey Void energy Silas had used.

There are also variants of marine animals that I deliberately ignore. After a reluctant preparations, we walk our way back to the Peninsula. We managed to steal an iceboat from the lone dock at the far end of the coastline. We carried the precious bodies of alive warm-blooded animals that we have chosen to bring back to Verte Monde. We use modified sleds on our way through the icy lands. On our minds are the stories of the heavenly place we had been to. “Wow!” “Incredible” “Congratulations on your success!”