Dragon Who Controls Time Novel - Chapter 82
Chapter 82: Deep sleep _1
Translator: 549690339
A day later, the harvest from this war had been divided between garen and the White Dragon Maiden, and they brought it back to their own territories.
The last time the White Dragon Maiden left, she followed garen back to the ice cliff territory. She told garen bluntly that he must bring her along the next time something like this happened.
From the way she spoke, it seemed like she had already forgotten all the bad things that garen had done to her.
In the face of benefits, the conflict between the two was dispensable.
After all, it was common for chromatic dragons to fight for treasures and territory.
Even if the White Dragon Maiden wanted to take revenge, she wouldn’t have the chance to do so.
Through this battle, she had a deep understanding of how fast garen’s strength had improved. It had completely exceeded the White Dragon lady’s understanding of white dragons. She even suspected that her eggs had been replaced by that damn crystal dragon.
In the Dragon’s Nest at the five-hundred meter precipitous ice cliff, garen turned his head to look at the deepest part of the Dragon’s Nest. Pieces of magic armor or greatswords that emitted light elemental fluctuations were placed together like a small mountain.
It looked a little messy, but it was full of rich meaning.
Even though most of the magic equipment was standard, it was still a considerable amount of wealth.
Garen was thinking that if he had the chance, he could use them to exchange for his favorite magic gems.
There were many valuable items, but garen loved ancient items that were filled with time, as well as cute magic gems.
However, just now, garen realized that he had developed a different interest in time measuring tools.
On a spellcaster’s loot, he found a small item made of gold and silver. It looked like a pocket watch, but the main body was made of gold. The hands inside were made of silver, and they reflected the flashing light.
Every time the needle turned, the constant clicking sound between the gears made him feel at peace.
After placing this pocket watch-like timing tool by the bed, garen picked up a space ring.
Then, there was a ripple in the space, and a sharp magic sword fell out, along with some magic materials, books, scrolls, and snacks.
This ring came from Copperfield. Other than the magic sword that was roxia’s, the rest of the ring belonged to Copperfield.
Garen first looked at the magic sword.
The long and wide sword was engraved with dense runes. When the cold wind blew, it seemed to be torn apart by the sharp blade, making a mournful sound. The sword was still stained with the White Dragon lady’s dragon blood.
There was a Green high-quality gem at the end where the hilt and blade were connected, and there were words written in a language that garen could not understand at the bottom of the hilt.
He guessed that it was the name of the magic sword.
it’s not in the common language, and judging from its size, it doesn’t look like it’s for ordinary humans.
Garen poured his magic power into it, and a layer of condensed sharp light appeared around the big sword.
He poked the ground with a little force, and the hard ice crystals and frozen soil were stabbed deep into the ground like tofu.
“It’s a good weapon, but I can’t use it.”
Garen felt that it was a pity.
True dragons could also use weapons and equipment to strengthen themselves. However, due to their size, unless they used Transfiguration to change into the corresponding size, they could not use most weapons.
Garen wouldn’t go as far as to use a chopstick-like weapon to stab someone.
“There should be a spell that can change the shape of a weapon, but I don’t know how.”
Garen looked at the magic gem on the hilt and wondered if he should take it off.
Ten seconds later, he shook his head and expelled the thought from his mind.
The gem was not the only precious part of a weapon that could easily cut through dragon scales. The runes carved on it and the unknown metal used to make the blade were all of high quality. The value of the weapon was far beyond that of a magic gem.
He didn’t do anything that would be a waste, so garen kept it as part of his collection.
Because he didn’t want to get cut while sleeping, he didn’t put it on the bed covered with gemstones, but under the bed not far away.
With this harvest, garen’s gem bed had now increased in thickness by one layer. When he lay on it, he was surrounded by gems of different colors, and with every breath he took, he could absorb a lot of elemental energy, which was very satisfying.
However, garen’s goal was to create a large pool with gemstones as water, one that could bury his body and allow him to swim in.
He was still far from this.
After that, garen shifted his gaze to the few books that Copperfield had brought with him. After carefully reading through them, his face revealed a mixed expression of joy and disappointment.
He was happy because these books recorded the basic runes and curses of the school of protection, as well as some spell models.
He was disappointed because he only had low level spells.
These books were in a state of almost being torn apart. It could be seen that their owners had tried their best to preserve them, but they were still worn out by the passage of time. There was a high chance that they were the Enlightenment books left behind by Copperfield as a memento.
Garen cleared out a space and placed these books together with the books he had obtained from the Twin-headed Ogre.
Although he had already memorized the contents, occasionally reading the books would give him a deeper feeling than directly recalling the memories.
He lowered his head and looked at the human food he took out from his interspatial ring.
One of them was exquisitely shaped and exuded a faint honey scent. It was a kind of sweet pastry that smelled good. The other was a bottle of light red liquid. Crushing the bottle cap, one could smell the faint scent of wine.
Pastry with wine … This old mage’s taste was quite strange.
Garen grabbed the sweet pastry and poured it into his mouth. After a few simple chews, he ate it with some wine.
He smacked his lips and was disappointed by the terrible mixed taste.
Compared to these things, garen still preferred meat, whether it was cooked or raw. Although he could eat anything, he had his own preferences.
After looking through the spoils of war, garen took out an item solemnly.
It was a Red Dragon Soul Stone that looked like a cross-headed Dragon.
When the Dragon Soul Stone was exposed to the air, garen’s heart immediately gave birth to an irrepressible desire.
Since he had already given his followers many instructions, this time, garen did not suppress his desire and ate the Dragon Soul Stone that was emitting the aura of an ancient dragon.
The Dragon Soul Stone was very small, so he didn’t feel anything when it entered his mouth.
However, when it passed through his throat and fell into his stomach, a surge of energy essence burst out instantly, emerging from his stomach like a tsunami. It rolled violently and swept through garen’s limbs and bones, all over his body.
Under the impact of this energy, garen’s body trembled, and he couldn’t help but groan a few times, his dragon claws subconsciously tightening.
There was a kind of pleasure that came from the depths of the soul. Layer by layer, it was like climbing a ladder. After two hours, he finally climbed to the peak.
BOOM!
Garen’s mind went blank.
Endless sleepiness spread, and garen felt as if he had returned to his mother’s arms.
A warm and comfortable feeling filled his body, making him subconsciously curl his tail and bury his head. He listened to the howling wind and snow outside, and in the blink of an eye, he fell into an unmovable state of sleep.
Time passed by quietly.
The river of time no longer flowed at a constant rate like before, forming a Whirlpool that other creatures could not see, wrapping around garen’s body.
Streams of the river of time poured into it, intertwining with the unique charm of time and time on garen’s body.
