r18novel Chapter 553 Taming the Snowstorm Horse!
Chapter 553 Taming the Snowstorm Horse!
The avalanche attack hit without any doubt.
The overwhelming snow crashed down on Super Charizard Y.
The figure that was nimbly gliding through the air was instantly swallowed up and disappeared into the surging snow waves.
The snow piled up into a small mountain, firmly pressing down on the Super Charizard Y, with only half of its slightly trembling wing tip showing.
Snowstorm Horse stood not far away, its chest rising and falling slightly, its breath condensing into wisps of white mist in the cold wind.
It stared intently at the snow-covered depression, its eyes unwavering, its hooves gently pawing the ground, ready to deliver the next blow at any moment.
Li Luochen's lips curled slightly upwards as he whispered, "Now! Flamethrower!"
Whoosh! ! !
A scorching hot line of fire suddenly shot out from the thick pile of snow!
The ice and snow covering Mega Charizard Y instantly melted into water, and the fire line broke through the snow's cage, heading straight for Marauder.
The angle was tricky, and the speed was extremely fast, as if it had been aiming at that spot for a long time and was just waiting for this moment to arrive!
The snowstorm caused the horse's pupils to shrink suddenly.
It clearly hadn't expected that the Mega Charizard Y, buried by the avalanche, could launch a counterattack in such a short time. Its four hooves instinctively took a step back, and for the first time, a look of astonishment flashed across its ice-armored face.
Amidst the swirling steam, the figure of Super Charizard Y reappeared from the snowdrift!
With a sudden flap of its wings, it shook off the remaining snow, and the flames at the tips of its wings reignited, burning even more fiercely than before!
The flames hit their mark precisely, and the raging fire clung to the Snowstorm Horse's body like a leech.
"Hiss~!"
The snowstorm horse let out a low growl, its body trembled violently, and its four hooves staggered a few steps in the muddy snow, but it still stubbornly held on and did not fall.
His breathing became noticeably rapid, and each breath he exhaled was scorching hot.
Li Luochen did not hesitate.
With a flick of his wrist, he pulled a commemorative ball from his waist.
The white sphere paused slightly in his palm before he tossed it out.
The commemorative ball traced a clean arc, precisely striking the side of the Snowstorm Horse with a crisp, soft sound.
The Snowstorm Horse's body was enveloped in red light and began to shrink into the sphere.
Boom!
The commemorative ball closed with a crisp, clear sound, echoing across the vast snowfield.
The ball landed on the ground, rolled gently twice, and then came to a steady stop.
The red light faded, and the wind and snow seemed to quiet down at that moment.
"Well done, you've successfully tamed the Snowstorm Horse."
Li Luochen stepped forward, bent down to pick up the commemorative ball, and ran his fingertips along the smooth metal shell, a satisfied smile appearing on his lips.
From using the ice radish as bait to launching a quick offensive that decided the outcome in one round, and then using the avalanche cover to launch a counterattack, every step was within his calculations.
"Honey, you're so amazing! Next up is the Spirit Horse, right?"
Kathija rushed to Li Luochen's side, her eyes filled with admiration.
"Indeed, we need to go to the cemetery near the giant's bed." Li Luochen nodded and took out the special packet of radish seeds from his backpack.
To grow the black radish that the spirit horse loves to eat, you need a place with dim light and abundant spirit energy.
Ordinary soil simply cannot grow this special crop. Too much sunlight will inhibit its growth, and in the end, only ordinary radishes can be grown, which will not attract any spirit horses.
He looked up at the gloomy outline in the distance.
The cemetery beside the giant's bed was shrouded in layers of mist, never seeing the sun, withered vegetation, and even birds and beasts rarely approached.
But there are mostly ghost Pokémon.
That's clearly a good place for black radishes.
......
The two did not linger on the snowfield, but quickly crossed the frozen wasteland and headed straight for the cemetery where the giant slept, hidden in the twilight.
Upon arrival, the surroundings were already quiet and secluded.
The broken stone tablet stood crookedly among the withered grass, with occasionally a wisp or two of phosphorescent light rising from the ground, floating eerily in mid-air for a moment before silently dissipating.
Li Luochen looked around, chose a sheltered and slightly elevated spot, squatted down and buried the black radish seeds one by one in the loose soil, covered them with a thin layer of soil, and gently pressed them down.
He then set up a tent not far away.
The dark canvas blended almost seamlessly with the surrounding tombstones in the dim light, and the sounds of zippers and brackets clanging were quickly swallowed up by the silence above the cemetery.
Li Luochen quickly put away his sleeping bag and dry rations, sat down, and looked at the land where the seeds had just been planted.
I will stay by their side at all times until they break through the soil.
"Huh? Are you staying here?" Kathiya blinked in surprise, her gaze sweeping back and forth between Li Luochen and the tent.
She thought she could leave after planting the seeds and come back to collect them when they matured.
I never expected that I would have to stay here and wait without leaving for a moment.
"Yes." Li Luochen didn't even look up, bending down to hammer the tent pegs into the frozen ground. "If you mind, you can stay in the village, and the fire-breathing dragon can pick you up and drop you off."
Upon hearing this, Katishia's delicate eyebrows furrowed slightly.
She paused, then suddenly tossed her long blonde hair behind her, bent down and crawled into the tent to help him spread out his sleeping bag, her movements swift and natural.
"It's not that bad. It's not like I can't endure hardship with you."
Katishia's voice wasn't loud, but it carried a confident tone.
The dim light filtering in from outside the tent fell on her profile, making her eyes appear exceptionally bright.
As Li Luochen's wife, how could she let Li Luochen live alone next to the cemetery?
She's not the kind of pampered fairy who hides in the background when faced with difficulties, just waiting for others to pamper and protect her.
She is a knight, a blonde knight!
The title bestowed by the King himself is not an honor to be displayed in a cabinet, but to be proven through actions.
Kathija patted the sleeping bag she had laid out, turned around, put her hands on her hips, raised her chin at Li Luochen, and smiled proudly: "Don't forget, I'm a golden-haired knight personally appointed by the King of Ragnarok. What's the big deal about spending a few days with you by the cemetery?"
"Honey, there's a hand on your shoulder."
Li Luochen chuckled.
"ah--!"
Katishia screamed and jumped onto Li Luochen as if she had been sprung up by a spring.
Her legs instinctively wrapped around his waist, her arms tightly encircled his neck, and she buried her face in his shoulder, not daring to open her eyes.
"A hand?! What hand?! Whose hand?!"
Kathia's voice was muffled and trembling, completely lacking the proud knightly demeanor she had just displayed. Her warm breaths came in rapid gusts against his neck, carrying a clear hint of panic.
Li Luochen stood still, slightly staggered back half a step after being bumped by her, before regaining his balance.
He instinctively reached out to support Katishia's waist to prevent her from slipping off him, and glanced down at the pale hand still resting on Katishia's shoulder.
Transparent fingertips, illusory outlines, and a wandering night spirit, seemingly unaware of when it drifted in, hangs innocently in mid-air, as if wondering why it has frightened humans so much.