After hearing Gallon's words, Uga Boneshatter's face showed a look of ecstasy, and its mood really fluctuated like a roller coaster.
A few minutes later, Garen carried out the dragon vein transformation process and transformed a total of six ogres, including Uga Boneshatter, into dragon veins. Except for Uga Boneshatter, who was three meters tall, several other ogres
The human demon is about 2.8-2.9 meters tall, making him a big man from the Bone Broken Tribe.
Garen really wanted to see what a dragon-veined ogre would look like.
However, the effect of dragon vein transformation will not appear immediately. Several ogres are now drowsy. Only after they sleep once in a dragon-like manner and wake up again will they be regarded as real dragon vein creatures.
Without staying any longer, after Garen explained some trivial matters, he flapped his dragon wings, set off a gust of wind, and disappeared into the night sky in the blink of an eye.
After flying under the star-studded night for a while, Garen returned to the glacier territory.
The Glacier Tribe, which lacked an arctic ice spirit, remained as usual. None of the arctic ice spirits cared about the whereabouts of the one taken away by Garen.
If they are willing to become the dependents of the color dragon, they have been mentally prepared for many things. As the lord here, Garen is actually relatively kind. At least he has not committed violence against his dependents for no reason, or directly killed them for fun.
The word "familiar" sounds nice, but in fact it is just another name for slaves. Garen has the right of life and death over them.
It just so happened that a hunting team composed of the Arctic Ice Spirit, the Dread Lizard, and the White Hound had just returned with their harvest.
Three giant-hoofed yaks of astonishing tonnage, with many traces of injuries left by frost or fireballs on their bodies, and still breathing weakly, were respectfully delivered to Garen by the hunting team.
Several white hounds whimpered, ran to Garen's side affectionately, and rubbed Garen's hanging dragon claws.
White hounds have ice-blue hair mixed with some black markings. The overall appearance is round, but not cute. They have an amazing huge mouth with vertical and horizontal canine teeth, which are sharp and bite.
The power is very strong.
In addition, the white hound can breathe cold wind from its mouth and master a spell-like ability. It is weaker than the dire lizard, but has more numbers.
They can give birth to four or five in a litter, often go into heat, and their reproductive ability is pretty good. However, in just over two months, the number of white hounds in the glacier territory has increased from more than fifty to more than one hundred, making them the main force of the hunting team.
This magical creature, which is relatively common in the arctic ice fields, is the nightmare of many ordinary beasts, but in front of Garen, it is as obedient as a domestic pet.
He stretched out his dragon claws and carefully scratched the upturned belly of the white hounds. Looking at them snorting and sticking out their tongues, Garon tore off a piece of the giant-hoofed yak's flesh and threw it away.
If he were not careful while stroking the smooth fur of the white hound, he would probably disembowel them.
"Go and eat."
Several white hounds swarmed up, wagging their tails, biting into Galleon's reward.
Garen used Frost Dragon Breath to freeze a giant-hoofed yak in ice crystals. After eating the other two directly, he chewed the ice crystals bit by bit and swallowed the ice crystals mixed with flesh and bones into his stomach.
This is his favorite way to eat.
In the past, these three giant-hoofed yaks would have made Galen feel satisfied and full.
But now his body lacks some energy and nutrients to fall into a deep sleep, as if he hasn't eaten anything and is still craving for food.
The other hunting teams haven't returned yet, so Garen can only find a way to get the last nutrients on his own.
He restrained his dragon wings and jumped under the flowing glacier with a thud.
The meandering glacier that was originally calm suddenly became turbulent and the undercurrent surged. A white shadow raged below, chasing the indigenous people in the glacier, groups of two to three meter long glacier sharks.
In Gallon's ruthless hunting, how could the poor little sharks escape with their lives?
As each delicious glacier shark was eaten, the sleepiness in Garen's eyes gradually grew stronger.
As time passed by, the glacier continued to surge, and countless crystal water splashes overflowed to the shore, attracting the curious eyes of some arctic ice spirits.
About an hour later, the manic river water finally calmed down, but there was a faint crimson color in it, with a faint smell of blood.
Garen swallowed the last shark and felt a little regretful.
There are not many of these glacial sharks, but they taste delicious. He has been keeping them for sustainable development, but today, the glacial sharks here will slowly become extinct.
If it weren't for the fact that he felt sleepier after eating several giant-hoofed yaks and didn't want to risk hunting magical creatures, he wouldn't have paid attention to the glacier shark.
Because of a slight feeling of guilt, Garen thought that he could help the shark if he had the opportunity in the future.
Before he could think too much, the surging sleepiness hit Garen's mind and spirit like a tide.
He realized that it was time to sleep.
Swinging his body, Garen quickly entered the dragon's nest at the bottom of the river as nimbly as a swimming fish.
"I hope this deep sleep will allow me to gain new time-based abilities..."
He held the broken armor and rusty sword in his arms, lay down on the ice bed, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.
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When Garen fell into a deep sleep and grew up, he was hundreds of kilometers south of his dragon lair, crossing steep mountains, passing through dark and deep dense forests, and crossing the rolling mountains of despair before heading south.
Hundreds of kilometers away, you can see a magnificent city.
There is no extreme day and night environment here, it is daytime at this time.
The just-right sunlight spreads across the city, seeming to sprinkle a layer of golden powder on the majestic city.
In the past, this scene would have been as beautiful as a dream.
The tulip flag of the Walker Principality will rise in the sunshine.
But today is different.
Because this majestic city is littered with building debris, and there are endless cries of pain. Elite soldiers wearing fine steel armor, riding tall war horses, and equipped with sophisticated weapons are walking through the ruins and flames of war, waving sharp swords to kill their sons.
civil.
Bloody flowers fell to the ground and were trampled by the cavalry. They were imprinted on the ground and turned into ferocious and strange patterns.
It was obviously a sunny day, but the Walker Principality, which was being devastated by the war, seemed to be in a dark and endless purgatory, and not a single citizen of the Walker Principality felt warm and comfortable.
The invaders came from further south, from the Principality of Mosha.
The Principality of Walker and the Principality of Mosha both belong to the Kingdom of Timo, and are controlled by the Grand Duke of Tulip and the Grand Duke of Thorns respectively.
Because the Kingdom of Timo is declining day by day, it is coveted by hunters like a giant whale that is about to die. Every inch of flesh and blood on its body is secretly redistributed and clearly priced.
Eat the flesh and blood of this aging beast.
After the chief legendary mage of the Kingdom of Timo died at the end of his life, some principalities took the initiative to provoke war and started a war of iron and blood with the principalities that were still loyal to the Kingdom of Timo.
The originally peaceful southern part of Noah's continent returned to war due to the weakening of the kingdom, and the smoke of gunpowder gradually swept across the entire southern continent.
Duke Tulip of the Walker Principality belongs to the loyal king faction. During the battle with the Mosha Principality, because the other party invited the help of a red dragon, he was defeated on the high battlefield and fell into a disadvantage. The defeat continued to accumulate, and finally it was like
Landslide, the city was directly attacked today.
A team of thousands of Mosha cavalry trampled through the streets, and under the leadership of two high-ranking mages, gradually approached the castle of Grand Duke Tulip.
But before they could take action, an old mage with a fiery red elemental aura all over his body rose into the sky with two children, a man and a woman, whose faces were full of panic and fear.
The sky-blocking spell set in advance had no effect on the old mage.
Two high-ranking mages from the Mosha Principality immediately cast spells to pursue them.
Between chasing and escaping, several people gradually went deep into the north.