Dragon Who Controls Time

"The Firebeard clan is willing to become the retinue of the great dragon and submit to the dragon's wings."

Christians translated it.

Garen nodded slightly.

After listening to many conversations between the fire dwarf and Critchens, in fact, without Critchens translating, he can already understand some of the other party's general meaning, but it is not specific enough.

Discuss Dwarvish with Critchens in a while, and he will almost be able to understand and speak it.

However, since the fire dwarves have become dependents, they must learn the dragon language or common language in order to cater to the language of the dragon, instead of letting Garen cater to them to speak the dwarven language.

This task, Garen temporarily handed over to Critchens.

Most of the dwarves are straight-minded, taciturn, and their wisdom is not high, but the casters, such as the dwarf elders in front of them, have quite enough wisdom and insight.

The lofty status of the caster is not only because of the powerful spell ability.

It also lies in the wisdom of understanding runes and constructing spells, which is usually much higher than that of other creatures.

Critchens only needs to teach the dwarf spellcaster first. With the wisdom of the spellcaster, it is not difficult to learn Common Language. After they learn it, it is more convenient to teach the rest of the fire dwarves. Character and thinking, this is destined to be a headache for the elders.

Chi Chi Chi... A gust of hot wind blew past, and a filamentous flame ignited without warning in the air.

This is a natural reaction of the plane with the dense fire element, and it did not attract the attention of the fire dwarves. The visitors from the main material world like Garen were quite interested, and their eyes looked at the filamentous flames that were floating in the air.

Suck.

Rowell sniffed, inhaled the flames burning in the air into his nostrils, snorted again, and sprayed sparks with a comfortable and refreshing expression on his face.

After arriving at the Lava Half-Plane, the scorching air, the smell of sulphur, and the hot wind blowing from time to time all made the two red dragons happy from the bottom of their hearts.

Such an environment is simply a paradise for red dragons.

"You first find a place to rest nearby."

Garen said to his subordinates.

Rowell and Gresha looked at each other, then looked at the lava river that was winding nearby, fluttered and flew over, plunged directly into the vast magma river with a thud, splashing dazzling flames. magma sparks.

Urbis looked left and right, looking at an open space far away from the magma river.

The dark green huge slender body moved like a drill and disappeared to the ground in a blink of an eye.

The dark frost giant stood silently aside, restraining the power of darkness and frost on his body, while Garen started to learn dwarven language through Critchens, and progressed rapidly.

There is no common language in the Lava Demiplane, and if you want to understand the situation here, you must at least understand the local creatures.

If you wait for the fire dwarves to learn Common Language, it will take a certain amount of time.

The biological clans here are difficult to unite, and there are some reasons why they cannot communicate with each other.

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Meanwhile, while Galleon is learning more about the Lava Demiplane.

In the snow-capped, silver-covered polar arctic field.

Eight people are forging ahead in the wind and snow.

This is a small team of resolute Paladins, including an old priest in white robes, who crossed the rolling Dragon's Back Mountains and arrived at the Arctic Icefield.

The Holy See of Light has never forgotten the search for the Black Sun sculpture.

In the Noah Continent, the most widespread audience of believers is the Holy See of Light.

Because this is a small world.

In the period of time since getting the oracle, in order to find the traces of the Black Sun sculpture, the people of the Holy See of Light have traveled all over the Noah continent, deep mountains, dense forests, overseas, swamps...... ...

But never got any results.

So far, the Arctic ice field, which has always been ignored, has attracted the attention of a Holy See team.

The snow was flying, the cold wind was like a knife, and the environment of the extreme arctic ice field was extremely harsh and unbearable.

However, the members of the Holy See are not ordinary people, and they are not afraid of cold winds and blizzards.

Time passed slowly, and the wind and snow occasionally weakened.

They recited the prayers of the God of Light, and every time they walked, they observed the surroundings with eyes that could detect evil. If they encountered evil, they would destroy their bodies and purify their souls in the name of the God of Light. Some obstacles, but did not affect the progress of their footsteps.

In this way, it gradually penetrated into the Arctic ice sheet.

They climbed over the snow-capped mountains, walked across the tundra in the cold wind, and arrived at the periphery of a glacial rift valley a few days later in a stormy weather.

Several Paladins stood on the edge of the Great Rift Valley, looking down.

This is like a scar in the extreme arctic ice, the rift that tore the earth is like a scorpion, and it is faint and deep, without seeing the bottom of the valley, only vaguely can hear the cold wind roaring and whimpering in it.

A burst of white light appeared.

There were ripples in the space, and a few tall horses walked out of it.

These steeds have wings with pure white feathers, and the whole body is filled with the breath of light, and the white skin and mane seem to be shimmering.

The paladin got on his horse and was about to cross the Great Rift Valley to continue his exploration.

However, the old priest who had not yet mounted his horse looked at the abyss and stopped them after hesitating for a while.

"I smelled evil," he said.

The burly paladins were stunned for a moment, and then their faces became solemn, and they lowered their eyes to look at the bottomless Great Rift Valley, the darkness inside seemed to be able to swallow people's hearts.

The priest's eyes lit up with divine magic.

A pair of eyes were completely filled with white light at this time, clearly **.

His face was solemn, and his eyes kept scanning.

Finally, I saw wisps of black air.

Although these faint black mists were weak, the evil and ominous aura they carried made his mind tremble.

"There is a profound evil below, and we can't sit idly by."

The pastor is sure.

A paladin pulled up the priest decisively and sat on the horse together.

The white-winged horse waved its wide wings and let out a clear horse neigh. Then the horse's hooves stepped into the air and plunged into the bottomless rift valley.

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"Send people to visit the surrounding biological clans, and spread the news that there is a legendary true dragon in the main material world, and they are gathering their relatives to bring peace and unity."

Garon spoke dwarven language and said to the Firebeard leader in Rick's amazed eyes.

In fact, for a legendary-level dragon, it is a very simple matter to converge the family.

As long as they express their intention to restrain their relatives, many clans will follow the news and voluntarily become the relatives of the legendary true dragon.

In particular, the flesh-and-blood life of the lava demi-plane is living very badly, and it can even be said that they are worried, not knowing when the peaceful life will be destroyed by the elemental giants.

At such a time, there is a legendary existence, and it is very clear what choice they will make.

"Your intelligence is heartbreaking."

The dwarf elder next to him exclaimed.

It took less than a day for Garen to become proficient in dwarven language, and now he can speak in dwarven language with their native accent. It turned out to be a legendary dragon.

"As you wish, the warriors of the Firebeard clan will carry the name of the Eternal Dragon to other clans."

The Huobeard leader nodded, set off immediately, and personally took people away from the Huobeard clan and went to the surrounding biological clan.

Jialong flew to a nearby small volcano 700 meters high, fell directly from the black smoke crater, and immersed himself in the hot and bubbling lava.

Gululu's magma radiates heat, and through the dragon scales, nourishes the strong muscles below.

He is very adaptable, and he has become accustomed to the environment of the lava demiplane in the past few days.

It didn't take long for Jialong, who had slightly closed his eyes, to suddenly open his eyes, and the platinum dragon pupil flashed a sharp cold light.

But soon, the sharp eyes faded, turning into a ray of doubt.

In that instant, Kanon felt the movement of the time stamp.

Moreover, it was the time stamp he branded on the sun sculpture. The range of movement was not small, but it stopped after only ten seconds.

In his perception, the sun sculpture still exists firmly under the Great Rift Valley, and the change just now seems to be just an illusion.

"Um...is there some creature under the Great Rift that touched the sculpture?"

"Is there still a strong wind blowing it?"

Garen looked thoughtful.

"Go back to the Arctic Icefield in a while and take a look at the sun sculpture."