The original frost giant tribe is now one of Garon's territories. Various creatures are clearly dividing their labor and are mining the white crystal veins in full swing.
Tauren slaves push some heavy mine carts loaded with waste stones, transporting the waste from the mines to other places for processing that will not hinder normal mining.
The natural sacrifices among the slaves, under the supervision of some winter wolf overseers, controlled the separation of the earth and stone bit by bit through the power obtained from the natural spirits they believed in, and gradually deepened into the mine, creating a mine extending in all directions.
hole tunnel.
The most loyal henchmen of the dragons carried hoes, shovels and other tools in the mine and carefully dug out the white crystals from the surrounding walls.
Inside the mine, there are candlesticks lighting up about every 100 meters.
Both kobolds and tauren have the ability of dark vision, but the sparse lights are enough for their lighting.
After the ore wrapped in white crystal is mined, the natural priest continues to rely on his strong control over the earth and stone to disperse the shell and take out the crystal clear white crystal inside.
Finally, hand it over to the winged kobold, fly to Garen's dragon lair, and put the white crystal into Garen's storage.
"Woof! Hurry up, you stupid guys!"
A tauren slave was pushing a scrap mine cart. He was tired from long hours of work and moved a little slower.
The kobold holding a whip next to him immediately whipped him.
The tauren let out a muffled cry and did not resist the whipping from the weak kobold.
Compared with the height of the kobold, who is as weak as a tauren, who is a devilish muscular man, he is as weak as a chicken. A whip with all his strength can only leave a red and swollen mark on the tauren's body, although it will sting slightly.
It hurts, but it doesn't leave any real injuries.
"You guys, whose brains have been gnawed by wild boars, are unwilling to surrender to the great true dragon. Becoming slaves will be your fate!"
The kobold with the whip likes this bossy feeling.
Although it is weak, it can beat the strong tauren who are much more powerful than it and can kill it with one slap.
The tauren was silent, silently reciting some religious doctrines in his mind.
Seeing that the other party didn't respond at all, the kobold bared his teeth, hummed a few words, and then raised his whip again, about to beat him.
However, just as he raised the whip in his hand and before he had time to swing it, the aura of a true dragon suddenly filled the air and descended over the snow-capped mountains.
The kobold was stunned for a moment, and his expression immediately changed, from a ferocious look towards the tauren to a flattering look towards Garen.
The other kobolds did the same, kneeling to the ground one after another, expressing their respect to the silver dragon in the sky in dragon language mixed with a poor accent.
Although Garen's size has grown a lot, the kobolds remember the aura of the Eternal Dragon and will not mistake it for the dragon. When they see Garen's body changing so much in such a short period of time, their eyes are extremely fanatical.
, as if seeing a legend.
"Ah, the great eternal dragon, woof woof, your dragon wings cover the sky."
"You are growing so fast that even the Mother of Dragons would look at you with suspicion."
"The brilliance of the sun pales in comparison to yours..."
"Your kobold kin, Woof, is willing to kiss your toes to express its unparalleled loyalty to you."
"............"
Galleons:............
Although this was not the first time he heard the crappy dragon language spoken by kobolds, he still couldn't help but feel his scalp tingling and feeling uncomfortable all over.
If these guys were not really good at mining, and if there was no stronger real dragon to turn to, they would be qualified bastards who would do their best for the dragon, he would definitely not accept such creatures as his dependents.
In fact, kobolds know that the reason why they are disliked by real dragons is largely because their dragon language is too unpleasant.
But they can't change it. Dragon language was originally learned by kobolds against their own physiological structure in order to follow the real dragon. They can't pronounce it clearly and correctly, and their ability to barely speak it is already their limit.
"After all, it was the senior True Dragon who created the kobold race."
Garen shook his head inconspicuously, admiring in his heart.
Dragons do have eyes for discovering beauty, and can see beauty in many different species of creatures.
But no matter how Garen looked at it, he couldn't appreciate the appearance of the kobold.
They look really ugly.
The uncoordinated facial features, the rat-like tail, the mottled and sparse scales...all convinced him that these were a group of ugly creatures.
There is a saying in Noah's Land that when the dragon thinks you are ugly, then you are really hopelessly ugly.
"enough!"
Garen sighed deeply.
The dragon's power suppressed, and the kobolds below who kept flattering him in noisy dragon language all shut their mouths.
"From now on, pay tribute to me in your heart and don't say it out loud again!"
Garen's voice was low and he ordered without any doubt.
The kobolds looked at each other and knelt on the ground, and the scene finally became silent. However, what left Garen speechless was that although these guys stopped their ugly dragon language, they were still making dog barking sounds unconsciously.
The nature of this biological race cannot be changed even with commands.
Looking at their awe and fanatical eyes, you can tell that they are following Garen's instructions and expressing their loyalty and awe in their hearts, but they can't help but make barking noises.
Garen looked away from the kobold.
He stayed there for a few seconds, then the dragon wings moved and quickly flew into the dragon's nest near the top of the snow mountain.
This dragon's nest is smaller than Garen's dragon's nest on the ice cliff. For his current body shape, it seems very narrow. If the dragon's wings are not converged beside the body, they will directly touch the walls on both sides.
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However, when he walked into such a little dragon's nest, Garen's face was filled with joy.
The platinum dragon pupils reflected clusters of white crystals stacked together.
Because of the elemental effect of a large number of magic gems placed together, the surrounding elemental energy is extremely active, especially the water element. The extremely rich cold water element caused some upside-down ice cones to grow on the wall above where the white crystals were stacked.
Garen took a deep breath.
The cold air mixed with rich elements condensed into a stream of white frost, which he breathed into his mouth.
The whole dragon's spirit was suddenly lifted, as if he had taken a sip of ice coke in the summer.
"The number of these white crystals exceeds the total number of all my other magic gems."
Garen narrowed his eyes, stepped forward, and grabbed a handful of white crystals.
The crystal, like a white elf, glows with a faint aura in the palm of your hand, and is incredibly beautiful.
After hesitating for a few seconds, Garen picked up the three white crystals, a complex look of pain and anticipation flashing across his face.
Immediately afterwards, a trace of determination flashed in his eyes, and he threw the white crystal into his big mouth with lightning speed, rolled his tongue, made a sound in his throat, and swallowed it directly into his stomach.
"Huhu, it feels so comfortable."
There was cold frosty air puffing out when Galleon breathed.
He closed his eyes slightly and felt the white crystal being consumed in his body, turning into a wave of cold magic power, bursting out from his stomach and flowing to his limbs.
It was as if invisible soft hands were gently massaging every cell of his body, soothing his muscles and relaxing his mind at the same time.
It's a pity that with Galen's current body, the magic power of these three white crystals has been washed away almost once. If he wants to experience the same feeling of eating white crystals when he was just born, he at least needs to
Dozens of high-quality white crystals were eaten together.
It would be better to add an ancient White Dragon Girl that is several thousand years old and gradually approaching, so that it will be more exciting.
After loading all the mined white crystals into the dimensional space, Garen left the dragon's nest.
He plans to bring these magic gems back to the ice cliff and decorate them on his mountain of treasure. The more magic gems and precious metals accumulate, the stronger the attraction effect for elemental energy will be.
In the dragon's nest on the other side of the ice cliff, the elemental aura has almost become substantial.
Even ordinary people will feel extremely comfortable when they enter, and they will feel as if everything in their field of vision is covered with a halo.
"Lord Garen!"
A rough call sounded from the nearby dense forest.
Garen turned his head and saw two slender and huge snake dragons in his field of vision.
The ferocious-looking cold forest snake dragon with dark green scales and thorns and spikes is about thirty-five meters long, while the pale and craggy stone cairn snake dragon with a little light red on the body is almost thirty-three meters long.
To be continued...