Dragon Who Controls Time

Looking left and right, after seeing no other creatures around, Garen turned around and pointed his noble dragon's butt at the hole he just dug.

Next, he held his chin covered with thorns with a dragon claw, and looked deeply at the flawless night sky in the distance, exerting a little force, while thinking about the dragon life.

puff!

Dragons excrete like bows and arrows, full of energy.

After a thunderous sound, Garen's dragon face showed a relieved expression. He ate a lot, and after absorbing the essence and nutrients, there was also a lot of waste accumulated in the body.

After a few minutes, Garen left the precious dragon droppings where the White Hound would be ecstatic.

He coughed lightly, but didn't turn his head back. At the same time, the dragon's tail swept away, sweeping away a large piece of snow, covering the precious dragon dung.

"Alas, there are no toilets in the wilderness, so I have to settle for it."

Serious dragons will "fly" from time to time on their way to high altitudes, and occasionally they will hit one or two lucky ones, giving them the opportunity to get close to the real dragon's breath.

But even though Garen had turned into a dragon, he still had a bit of shame in his heart.

He felt that it seemed a little inappropriate to solve physiological problems in the wild. High-altitude throwing was really difficult for him, but there is no good way now, unless one day he can survive without blood and only relying on time or elemental energy to survive. .

It's the least noticeable and safest way to settle in a glacier, but Garen wouldn't want to find them in his lair one day.

After removing the burden on his body, Garen was ready to leave here and return to the location of the Glacier Territory.

Before leaving, he suddenly felt an aura approaching from behind, and his eyes suddenly condensed, and he turned to look.

A sturdy humanoid creature with a height of nine feet and about three meters was quietly approaching him. It's solidified.

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Uga Bone Shatter is an ogre from the Bone Shatter Tribe, a small gathering of ogres with a total population of about forty.

It has just come of age and needs a tough prey to prove its mettle and strength, to show off its muscles to other ogres, to gain a higher status in the Boneshatter tribe, and to choose a mate.

Uga Bonebreaker has always thought of herself as smart.

No other ogre was smarter than the two-headed ogre who used spells, the leader of the Boneshatter tribe.

In a group of not-so-intelligent ogres, Uga Boneshatter always felt out of place.

As for the smarter leader, Uga Bone Broken felt that it was because it had two heads and only one of its own, so it was acceptable to be inferior to the other.

One day, seeing the two-headed ogre leader who could connect with female ogres at will, and command other ogres, Uga Bonebreaker had a bold idea in his heart.

If Galleon knew what he was thinking, he would describe it in an appropriate sentence.

"The man should take his place."

After this idea appeared, it grew like wildfire in the heart of Uga Bone Broken.

According to the tradition of the Bone Shatter Tribe, adult ogres have the opportunity to challenge the leader. After defeating the leader, they can replace him and become the new leader.

But the two-headed ogre leader is the most powerful leader the Boneshatter tribe has ever known, and it even has a throne made of challenger skulls.

Uga Bonebreaker will not be as reckless as other challengers, and he intends to wait until the leader is old and challenge him when he is weak.

But before that, Uga Boneshatter needs to prove that he's a true adult ogre, and he's going to get his rite of passage.

"Hmph, the strong Uga can even hunt giant dragons."

Uga Bonebreaker bragged to the clansmen, and then, under the adoring eyes of other ogres, strode away and set foot on the ice field outside the tribe.

Along the way, Uga Bonebreaker relied on the ogre's strong body and a much smarter mind than ordinary ogres, either creating traps or sneaking ambush, killing many hunters on the ice field.

But it's not very satisfying.

Because, the two-headed ogre leader once killed an ice storm snake that was almost ten meters long and the thickness of a bucket, which was more powerful than all its prey.

Until just now, after it left the Bone Broken Tribe for a hundred miles, it actually saw a small white dragon that was excreting!

Uga Boneshatter knows the power of true dragons, even if they are the weakest white dragons.

Turn your head and leave, when nothing is seen is the best choice.

But at the thought of his own rhetoric having a real chance of success, at the sight of ogres crowding him, at the favor of the fat and bloated ogre beauties.

It decided to use the thick wooden mace it carried with it to sneak attack the little white dragon in front of it.

As long as the sneak attack is successful, it has a chance to realize its dream!

"The history of the Bone Shatter Tribe will depend on my name, Uga Bone Shatter, because I hunted a real dragon when I was an adult!"

Uga Bone Broken fantasized in his mind, and at the same time, he walked quietly, approaching the little white dragon cautiously.

But it just had this idea, and before it took a step, it saw the little white dragon suddenly turn his head, and his eyes were full of murderous intent.

Uga Bone Broken was stunned, and then filled with all kinds of records about evil dragons, he became terrified.

A reluctant smile was squeezed out of its face, and it said to Jialong: "Honorable true dragon, Uga Bone Broken just passed by here, and there is no malice."

As he said that, it quietly hid the wooden mace behind him, but somehow there was a kind of intention to hide it.

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Garen turned his head, and the dragon body also turned, facing the creature in front of him.

Nine feet, nearly three meters tall, humanoid, with dark black rough skin, thick and powerful body, with muscles all over, white pupils with black eyes, a fishy smell, mouth full of fangs, wearing simple tanned rough animal skins, holding one A sledgehammer of jet-black wood with dried blood.

Seeing himself being discovered, the ogre muttered a language that Gallen didn't understand.

There are only dragon language and common language in the inheritance of the dragon. The large humanoid creature like the ogre speaks the language of the giant, and the cannon does not understand the language of the giant, so he does not understand it.

After the ogre finished speaking, an extremely ugly smile appeared on his face.

"Laugh, laugh at your mother!"

The last time Kanon was so angry was the last time.

There was no good expression on his face, and in an instant, his wings approached, and his mouth was the frosty breath that covered his face.

Many people think that dragon breath is the normal ability of dragons, and it is a means of consumption, similar to giant tail sweep, dragon wing flapping, and some real dragon spells.

But this is a misunderstanding.

Dragon's breath is not an ordinary skill, but a dragon's signature that is extremely powerful and extremely difficult to resist. It is equivalent to a big move that any creature must take seriously.

Even an adult dragon can't keep breathing for long.

Jialong's hand is Wang fried.

Under the horrified gaze of the other party, the frosty breath radiating out in a cone instantly covered the ogre's body, freezing it in thick ice crystals.