Dragon Who Controls Time Novel - Chapter 189
Chapter 189: The Hunter and the prey_2
Translator: 549690339
The place where the tremors were the most violent was the frost forest serpent Dragon’s Nest. It liked to build its nest underground.
But now … In addition to the frost forest Naga, there was also a stone tomb Naga.
The current commotion was caused by the two of them.
“Is this a fight or a fight?”
Garen shook his head gently.
He had wanted to call the serpent dragon back, but seeing that they were now fully immersed in the instinct of reproducing the next generation, he extinguished this idea.
The serpent Dragon’s participation in the battle would not make much of a difference.
&Nbsp; with him, who had already entered the legendary realm, the frost Giants could not do anything.
After understanding the power and abilities that his growth had brought him, garen was confident that he could surpass most legendary creatures.
Immediately after, garen flapped his dragon wings, his body rose and turned back, finally landing on the peak of the snow Mountain, his sharp and powerful dragon claws clasped on the rugged and steep rock. The silver Dragon bathed in the wind and snow, and his Platinum Dragon eyes clearly reflected everything inside and outside of his territory.
After some time, two figures that seemed to be burning in flames appeared in garen’s vision.
It was Rowell and gresha.
Fred and kriqins, who were wrapped in elemental spiritual light, followed closely behind the two aggressive Red Dragons.
Very quickly, the Red Dragon and the high-level spellcaster flew to a place not far from garen.
“Those damn Giants, how dare they provoke our noble true dragon, they don’t know what’s good for them!”
Hmph! gresha snorted heavily, and flames came out of her nostrils.
‘Before going to the lava demiplane, I’ll use these Giants as a warm-up.’
“My Lord, when are we leaving? I can’t wait to turn those Giants into ashes!”
Rowell said to garen with a cruel and excited expression.
As for the two human spell casters, they didn’t say much. They just stood quietly at the side, listening to the conversation between the dragons, waiting for garen’s response.
The Red Dragon spoke in the Dragon language, but as high-level mages, they had some knowledge of the Dragon language and could roughly understand what the Red Dragon was saying.
She could even speak pure dragon language and communicate with true dragons without any barriers.
On the other side, garen’s eyes were deep as he looked at the cold sky in the North.
“Now.”
At the same time, a gust of wind rose from the side of the Dragon wings.
With a whoosh, the silver Dragon left the snowy peak, and its body quickly rose into the air, flying thousands of meters into the sky. The two red Dragons looked at each other, flapped their wings, and followed closely behind. The human mage also flew up when he saw this.
As for the position of his kin, because they had the same aura that belonged to garen, he could roughly sense their position.
The winter Wolves were stronger, and after the transformation of the Dragon vein, the aura of the true dragon on their bodies was also stronger. Thus, garen was able to determine their location.
High up in the sky, the giant dragon soared and sped, leaving behind paths in the clouds that did not disappear for a long time.
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In the depths of the northern ice fields.
The Great Valley of wake.
Rows of ice mountains stood tall on both sides, one after another. They were covered in thick perennial snow, like white giants sitting silently on the ground, leaving only a narrow path in the middle.
The cold wind passed through the canyon and poured into the special terrain, forming a whistling sound that resounded through the world, like the wails of ghosts and howls of wolves.
To the land creatures, this was a natural and dangerous pass. It was extremely dangerous. Just the biting cold wind in the middle was unbearable for many creatures. It was also a barrier, as if a giant axe had fallen from the sky and divided the Northern Ice Field into two.
On one side of the canyon, on the mountainside of a large Snow Mountain.
The snow-white wolves were lying on the ground, their backs covered with a layer of snow. They seemed to have become one with the snow Mountain. Their positions were very well hidden, and it was difficult to see that there were wolves lying in ambush.
These white wolves were only twice the size of ordinary wolves. Compared to the many predators in the northern ice fields, their appearance was not outstanding.
However, their eyes contained the light of wisdom, and their bodies also contained magic.
If they hadn’t restrained their power and stopped the operation of their magic power, they would still be surrounded by the elemental light that represented magical creatures.
They were the winter Wolves of the Wolfheart tribe.
In some of the hidden pits, other than the winter Wolves, there were many other wolves. The number of magic wolves and ferocious wolves was not small. At this time, they were all under the command of the winter Wolves, keeping quiet and waiting.
Time passed by silently. The snow was getting heavier and the wind was howling more and more mournfully. The winter Wolves were like the calmest hunters, patiently waiting for their prey to fall into their trap.
It didn’t take long, just a few minutes.
The sound of footsteps came from outside the canyon.
A pack of twelve Winter Wolves, leading a total of more than six hundred wolves of different shapes, colors, and sizes, were running for their lives at their fastest speed. Their fur stuck tightly to their bodies due to the strong wind that was stirred up by their rapid running.
The elements condensed into ice under the feet of the winter Wolves, which greatly increased their running speed.
However, these Winter Wolves were in a rather sorry state.
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