Dragon Who Controls Time

In the dragon's nest covered with a layer of ice crystals, a pair of platinum dragon pupils slowly opened.

Jialong's body moved slightly, and he wanted to stretch out his dragon wings to stretch his muscles and bones, but the small dragon nest made his dragon wings hit the edge wall, leaving obvious scratches.

"It should be safe."

He counted the time, he had slept for almost two weeks.

Now the belly is empty, and there is a tidal wave of hunger.

Jialong grabbed the broken armor and the rusted iron sword, and along with the turbulent water, he quickly left the dragon's nest at the bottom of the river, and reappeared under the sky of the extreme arctic ice in the crystal water splashing all over the sky.

The bright and warm sunlight poured down from the sky, gilding the silver-covered snow world with a layer of gold.

Jialong looked up at the sky and saw a silent sun, which was quietly emitting light and heat, nurturing all things.

The golden sunlight fell on Garen's dragon scales, and for a while, he was a little golden, and it seemed that he changed from a white dragon to a golden dragon.

"While I slept, the polar night passed."

The polar day is coming, and if there is no special bad weather, the sun will cover the polar ice sheet for half a year.

In the past six months, the snow and ice in many places will melt, revealing the yellow-brown permafrost below. Some plants with tenacious vitality will also usher in the bloom of life after surviving the extreme night.

After watching the scenery of the extreme day for a while, Jialong's dragon wings vibrated, and his body turned into a straight white line, galloping towards the ice cliff territory.

It didn't take long for him to return to the Ice Cliff Territory.

After throwing the two ancient collections he had dug up into the dragon's nest on the ice cliff, Garen flew away from the dragon's nest in the still whistling cold wind, and flew straight towards an area in the northwest corner of the territory.

A few minutes later, a group of giant mammoths appeared in Garen's field of vision.

This large beast was roaming freely in a pack.

They look like elephants, but their bodies are stronger, the ground shakes when they move in groups, and they have a thick layer of hair all over their bodies, as well as a pair of snow-white mammoth tusks as ferocious as spears. The ivory used by Bai Longniang to cover her face.

However, what does not match their size is that these force mammoths are quite timid.

Or rather timid when encountering dragons.

As soon as Jialong appeared, Longwei spread out, and a group of powerful mammoths whose tonnage was not much worse than him suddenly softened their limbs, shivering under the shock of Longwei's supernatural spirit, and did not even run.

Bai has grown so big...

Garen shook his head, swooped at a low altitude, and the dragon claws firmly clasped an adult mammoth before quickly pulling it up.

The panic-stricken Li Mammoth broke free from Longwei's shock and moved incessantly in mid-air.

Garen lowered his head and spit out a frosty dragon breath, which easily froze the large beast into a popsicle.

Not a magical creature, nor a ferocious species, these guys have poor elemental resistance, they can't stand it for even a second, and they die instantly.

After flying back to the Dragon's Nest with the food, Garen saw the pile of spell scrolls out of the corner of his eye.

He suddenly remembered that there was a very classic fireball technique in his spell scroll.

Since Jialong became a dragon, he had never eaten cooked food, and at this moment, thinking of the meaty taste of cooked food, he couldn't help swallowing.

"Isn't it a bit extravagant to eat meat with a fireball spell scroll?"

Gallen picked up the Fireball scroll.

Different from what he had always imagined, fireball was not a very low-level spell, not a first- and second-level spell, but a third-level spell.

One more upgrade, and you can be promoted to a median spell.

In terms of pure power, some fourth-level spells are not necessarily comparable to Fireball.

"I've never used a spell scroll, I'll need to practice it for the future."

Garen thought of a suitable reason, and with a move of the dragon's claws, the rolled up spell scroll was immediately opened.

call!

A rich fire-red elemental aura emerged from the spell scroll, and the spell scroll automatically burned.

Jialong's eyes moved, and spiritual power poured into it.

The use of spell scrolls is mentioned in the principle of spell casting.

One is to tear it open directly and throw it at the enemy, like throwing a grenade in the roughest way.

Although it is easy to accidentally injure friendly troops, it can be used by ordinary people who do not have a little knowledge of spells.

The second is to use mental power to guide the magic power sealed in the spell scroll after tearing it open, lock the target, and complete the casting.

The accuracy of this method of use is very high and it is not easy to make mistakes, but only the caster can use it in this way, and it cannot be popularized.

Gallen channeled the fireball magic, and locked the body of Mammoth next to him.

The flame suddenly shrank and turned into a small fireball the size of a pea. It looked harmless to humans and animals, and even a little cute, but Garen could clearly perceive the highly compressed fire element energy inside.

Under the control of Garen, the small fireball slammed and landed on Li Mammoth's remnant body with a cracking sound.

collapse!

The air shook violently, and a wave of heat hit the face.

The dazzling and turbulent flames burned, covering a space area with a radius of about seven meters, wrapping the whole mammoth in the flames and burning it.

Garen blinked, secretly surprised by the effect of this classic spell.

"Evocation system...Unfortunately, I don't have any knowledge of the energy system."

He thought of the brilliance of the spell he saw a week ago, and yearned for it.

The spreading flame was gradually extinguished without the support of the oxidant, but the flame ignited on Li Mammoth's body was still burning.

Soon, the strong meat aroma of cooked food wafted, making Garen's stomach growl.

After waiting for a while, when the aroma of the mammoth meat was fragrant, Garen blew out the flame and ate happily.

Because there are no spices and the heat is not well controlled, the mammoth meat cooked this time is not delicious, but since he hasn't eaten cooked food for too long, Garen is still satisfied.

Cooked food and blood food have their own advantages in the taste and taste of dragons. One is rich in aroma and the other is extremely delicious. He can accept both.

Not long after, after eating a power mammoth, Garen licked his lips, still not satisfied.

He went to grab another mammoth, and this time he planned to eat it directly to change the taste.

However, just as Garen returned to the Dragon's Nest and had not yet started to eat, a loud and excited shout, mixed with the sound of the wind, reached Garen's ears.

"Master, Uga has something good for you!"

"You will love it!"

good stuff?

Could it be the magic gem I told you before... Kanon thought to himself.