Chapter 59 — The Third Awakening
The Herdsman of the Wasteland · Page 4 of 4
Man and fox went out to look, and saw a huge beast more than ten zhang long charging straight for the thatched hut. The beast was covered in bone plates and came on like thunder, its head like a dragon's, its legs like an elephant's, of immense strength — a dragon-elephant, a hybrid born of dragon and elephant. But upon this dragon-elephant's back sat a Xuanliao demon ape, dark as pitch from head to tail, thick-limbed and burly, hefting a monk's staff ringed with twelve golden rings, riding the dragon-elephant and charging savagely at the hut. Snowfox leaped in front of Shen Mu, opened his mouth to inhale, pursed his lips, and blew forward.
Whoosh — a wild wind howled straight at the dragon-elephant and the demon ape.
Snowfox wagged his tail, and the wind blew fiercer still, whirling and howling until it became a tornado that lifted the dragon-elephant and the demon ape on its back into the air.
The demon ape sprang, leaping up from the dragon-elephant's back, both hands gripping the staff — and the staff grew larger and larger! "Ximilo—" The demon ape roared, and came crashing down from midair like a small mountain, both hands clenched on the staff as it drove the staff savagely into the earth. A blast of wild air burst out in every direction and shattered the little fox's tornado spell.
The demon ape wrenched the staff free, leaping as if flying, and swung it down at Snowfox.
With a great clang, Shen Mu raised his hand and blocked the blow for Snowfox.
But at that very moment Snowfox leaped aside, opened his mouth, and spat: the wind became curved blades more than a zhang long, six or seven of them wheeling up and down — not attacking the demon ape, but slashing at Shen Mu.