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.

"Die!"

A shrill scream echoed.

*BOOOOOOOOOM!*

Right after the scream, a loud explosion was caused.

smokescreen formed, and then, a sea of ​​magma appeared, melting even the bones of the giant rats.

"If it continues like this, it won't even turn into credits." Luan didn't 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 she's acquired.

Ingrid also noticed this problem. Scratching her head, she pondered. She just couldn't 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 expected...

"Just try to hurt, not kill," Luan advised her.

"Okay, I'll try." 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.

"Ohh?" Luan who was sitting cross-legged on the cloud was surprised by what he saw. 'And to think that she could get into a state of absolute calm...'

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 child's 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 didn't seem to be about to get out of her current control.

Ingrid marveled at this, but it didn't 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 mouse's mouth and echoed. The giant rat's 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 mouse's 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 woodpecker's spike. Around the hole that formed, it became so dark black, that not even blood came out.

"Oh my God, what the fuck was that?"

Someone finally came out of their stupor and screamed in fear.

Amazement was written on everyone's 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 didn't stop there, after the magma woodpecker killed the giant rat, the woodpecker flapped its wings and headed toward the next victim.

"I know, I know, this was done by that woman!" Someone shouted as they pointed towards Ingrid who was flying with a pair of blood red wings.

Soon after screaming, the man regretted it. 'She's not going to attack me because of that, yes?' He was really scared, it got to the point where he wanted to run away.

Lucky for him, Ingrid didn't care and kept using her focus to control the magma woodpecker to kill the rats.

It wasn't particularly devastating, at least it wasn't like the kamikaze she'd 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 didn't 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, "Powerful people are another level..."

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 rats' chests and heads, leaving behind a road of giant rat corpses.

"Whoever said this thing didn't have a large-scale killing power, show up! I swear I won't hit you." Someone screamed in amazement.

"No one said that..." Another argued, "I think that's what you thought before, but you didn't have the courage to say it out loud, did you?"

"..."

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 wasn't lost, she wouldn't necessarily be able to perform as well, but that would be good enough.

"I hope it lasts at least a few more minutes," 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 woodpecker's magma body.