Two days later, there was no movement in the dragon's nest at the bottom of the river. The river flowed calmly, and the sleeping white dragon below had not yet awakened.
At the same time, in the ice cliff territory on the other side, there were more than 300 Arctic Ice Spirits in total. They stayed in the territory peacefully according to Garen's instructions before leaving, and some of them were training white hounds.
and the dinosaurs, and the other part is teaching the newborns various knowledge, and the whole thing is in harmony.
However, in Garon's third territory, the Ogre Basin.
Wuga Broken Bone, who is tall and strong at three and a half meters tall and looks like a little giant, can't sit still.
Because in the past few days, it had led four other dragon-veined ogres out to hunt medium-sized and above magical creatures for Galleon, but had not found any suitable prey. The Arctic ice sheet was vast and vast, and the density of species was already scarce, making magical creatures even rarer.
If you are very unlucky, it is possible that you may not encounter a magical creature for a week.
Many times of futile efforts made Uga Broken Bone a little worried. It only hunted one during this time.
Although in its eyes Garen is a kind and compassionate lord, it knows deeply that Garen cannot accept a group of useless dependents who can't do even the smallest thing.
In order not to be abandoned by the rapidly growing true dragon lord, Uga Boneshatter decided to head south and hunt enough magical creatures as food supplies for Garon at once.
Toward the south, the number of magical creatures is greater.
"Umai, Uno, Jonnar...the four of you will leave the Bone Broken Tribe with me. This time you must catch prey that can satisfy the great master!"
Uga Boneshatter summoned the four dragon-veined ogres in the tribe, and carrying a black hammer filled with blood, he strode away from the ogre basin and moved all the way to the south.
The five dragon-veined ogres are at least three meters tall. Each one has strong muscles and exudes an aura that is not easy to mess with.
They moved on the vast ice sheet, and as time passed, they gradually moved away from the Ogre Basin and headed further south.
Along the way, the dragon-veined ogres encountered many magical creatures, but unfortunately, the medium-sized magical creatures they encountered several times happened to have extremely high perception and discovered the unkind ogres from a distance.
After that, he quickly ran away.
Ogres are physically strong and ferocious, but speed is not their strong point, so they can only watch helplessly as their prey escapes.
Creatures that can survive in places like the arctic ice fields are quite alert and vigilant.
"Alas, if this continues, Wuga will be abandoned by his master..."
Galleon's requirement is at least one medium-sized magical creature, but it can only meet the minimum requirements of Galleon, which is not what Uga Boneshatter wants to see, otherwise it would have been able to compete.
Wuga Boneshatter felt a little heavy in his heart, so he continued to trek with the other ogres in spite of the scattered snow, his eyes constantly turning, for fear of missing a suitable target.
Different from it, the other four dragon-veined ogres were not that concerned, and just followed step by step, suspected of taking advantage of the situation.
Most ogres are lazy by nature and have brains that they don't use. Those like Uga Boneshatter who are diligent and good at thinking are the exceptions.
Wuga Bone Broken knew the nature of its people and used many methods to try to change them. However, the nature of living things could not be changed so easily. It could only turn a blind eye and try to use subtle means to slowly train the people.
As scattered silvery snowdrops fell from the sky, several dragon-veined ogres walked to a glacier highland.
Looking down from the top of the highland, the view is wide and the scenery is vast, with the cold wind howling and beating on the ogre's exposed skin.
Below is the gentle side slope of the streamline, and beyond is the plain landform.
There are highlands, basins, hills, and ice valleys in the Far North Icefield... but the most common ones are endless, barren white plains.
At this moment, the dragon-veined ogres were not in the mood to appreciate the open and bright ice field scenery.
Because right in their field of vision, on the gentle slope ahead, two human children who looked white, tender, and seemed to be delicious were raising their heads in astonishment, looking at them silently.
Two human children, a boy and a girl, were wearing exquisite robes engraved with mysterious runes.
The cold wind of the arctic ice fields blew by, and was isolated by the invisible presence that automatically emitted from the robe.
In addition, they also wear shiny jewelry on their wrists, necks, fingers, etc., which are emitting a shimmering light and attracting the surrounding elemental energy.
The most eye-catching thing is the fiery red staff carried by the little boy.
The fiery red staff is one meter and three meters long. Its whole body is covered with flame-like textures and is still emitting streams of heat. A beautiful diamond-shaped crystal is inlaid at the top. There is a flame-like liquid flowing and rolling inside.
Not an ordinary thing.
After Wuga Broken Bones was stunned for a moment, his heart was suddenly filled with joy and excitement.
It has firmly remembered all of Garen's orders, and it has always remembered the fact that the true dragon lord wanted to decorate the dragon's nest with magic gems.
Uga Boneshatter, who awakened his spell-like abilities after the transformation of dragon veins, can now distinguish magic items and is staring at the two human children with excitement.
"Thank you for the gift of nature."
Uga Boneshatter roared in giant language, "Catch them!"
It took the lead and ran towards the two children with long strides, as menacing as a tank. Several other ogre monsters roared behind it to follow.
"run!"
After the little boy came to his senses, his face turned pale, he pulled the little girl and ran away.
His intuition told him that these strange-looking and extremely strong ogres were too powerful to defeat.
They ran very fast and were as nimble as the snow monkeys that often survive in the arctic ice fields. They obviously had some magic effects applied to them.
"Ho ho ho, you can't run away, delicious snacks! Don't run away, I will eat you."
A dragon-veined ogre drooled and shouted excitedly.
In the ogre's mind, there is such a cognition.
Humans, very tasty.
Uga Boneshatter slapped the ogre on the head and angrily shouted: "Such human snacks are meant to be dedicated to the master, idiot! Put your saliva away!"
Yamos and Lilith couldn't understand the giant language, but the malice on the ogres' faces was so obvious that they didn't need words to understand their intentions.
A few minutes later, Yamos and Lilith were surrounded by dragon-veined ogres, their faces turning pale.
Around their bodies, there was a bowl-shaped flame shield that blocked the ogres.
An ogre stretched out his hand and poked it out of curiosity. He immediately yelled, covered his fingers and blew air. His skin was red and steaming.
Because it inherited the power of the white dragon's bloodline, the white dragon's low resistance to fire damage also appeared on the dragon-veined ogre. Moreover, the quality of the fiery red staff was very high, and it used very little magic power to activate defensive spells.
Can stimulate good effects.
Wuga Boneshatter was even happier when he saw this scene, which showed that the two human children were actually young spell casters.
The former leader of the two-headed ogre liked the flesh and blood of the caster very much. He thought that if Garen saw the tribute he offered, he would definitely be very happy.
Thinking of this, Wuga Broken Bones slowly raised the black hammer.
Its arm muscles were beating like a small mouse, and the jet-black hammer was wrapped with blood, making Yamos' scalp numb from the sight.
"Hey, little one, you are now Wuga's trophy!"
Wuga Bone Broken laughed ferociously, holding a black hammer in both hands and smashing it down hard.
Boom!
In the frightened eyes of Yamos and Lilith, the flame shield exploded with a large number of sparks and cracked.
After the first blow, the heavy hammer fell on the flame shield like a violent storm, and dense cracks extended out like a spider web.
Soon, Yamos's magic power bottomed out, and his face turned pale as paper.