Dragon Who Controls Time

Noah continent, the ice plains in the extreme north.

At the location of the undying fortress.

With a slight spatial fluctuation, the huge body of the silver Dragon condensed under the night sky and in the wind and snow. It hung in the sky, and its silver scale armor with a faint glow overwhelmed the moonlight.

After more than two years, garen had returned to the icy Plains of the extreme north.

His eyes were filled with the color of silver.

As soon as he sensed his aura, an excited and happy tiger's roar came from the bottom of the ice cliff below the immortal fortress. It was so loud that it pierced through the wind and snow and reached garen's ears, who was thousands of meters in the air.

Garen was more familiar with this voice.

The brutal frost Tiger that was left behind in the ice plains of the extreme north, after not seeing him for a long time, sensed garen's aura and jumped out of its nest.

The huge white Tiger, which had almost grown to twenty meters, looked ferocious and domineering.

As he moved, the lines of his muscles were clearly visible, like steel threads that moved rhythmically with his body.

The ferocious frost Tiger, which was emitting a strong aura, retreated slightly. After running for a distance, it flew into the sky like a cannonball, directly exploding the snow and the ground below. However, this fellow didn't have wings, and it didn't have flying spell-like abilities. After jumping several hundred meters high, it was helplessly pulled back to the ground by gravity.

He was extremely excited.

The ferocious frost Tiger did not stop after landing, jumping up and down again and again.

Its weight and weight hit the ground, making a thunderous sound.

The earth was wailing.

Such a huge movement naturally could not escape the attention of the guards of the fortress and the clans living in the ice cliff territory.

Tall ogres and crystal-like Arctic ice spirits ... The familiar followers entered garen's field of vision.

At the same time.

When they saw the mighty Eternal Dragon, these followers were as excited as the brutal frost Tigers.

The followers of different races were celebrating the Return of the Dragon of eternity. They looked at the majestic dragon that was more than 50 meters long with fanatical eyes.

The explosive power of the ferocious frost Tiger was very strong, but it did not last very long.

Because it had jumped at full strength every time, it quickly gasped for air, its breathing so heavy that it sounded like the sound of bellows. It looked up at garen while spinning in circles.

Seeing how enthusiastic the ferocious frost Tiger was, garen retracted his dragon wings and landed.

The moment his four limbs landed on the White snow ...

The ferocious frost Tiger, which was like a big cat to him, roared happily and pounced over. When it got close, it stretched out its head to rub against garen's dragon claws with all its might. It used so much force that it was enough to knock down some mountain rocks, but it could not move the huge Silver Dragon at all.

Garen raised his Dragon Claw and placed it on the ferocious frost Tiger's head, gently caressing it.

Its white fur was quite strong, and the scales hidden under it were smooth and cold, giving the big tiger a good feeling when it was stroked.

A whimpering sound came from the throat of the ferocious frost Tiger.

It could be seen that it enjoyed the caress of the Dragon.

And in the entire Northern Ice Field, the only one who could stroke the Tiger's whiskers was garen.

Very quickly, two tall and sturdy creatures entered garen's field of vision.

The northernmost violent bear grew very quickly.

Perhaps it was because they had been infected by garen's Dragon-type aura, the two bear cubs were even more gifted. The northernmost violent bear, which was just over ten years old, had already grown into a ferocious giant bear. When they stood up, they were nearly nine meters tall. There were also wisps of icy air lingering between the fur on their backs. They seemed to be stronger than the average adult violent bear.

But even so, the ferocious frost Tiger and the extreme north violent bear were not of much help to garen.

It was just as garen had thought.

He had grown too quickly.

The ferocious frost Tiger, which had been his number one fighter, had now been reduced to a big pet cat.

At this moment, violent bear wanted to approach garen.

To the two violent bears who grew up in the ice cliff territory, garen had a father-like status.

However, before they could get close, they were forced back by the ferocious frost tiger's tail swing, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Garen didn't show any favoritism.

He condensed a Dragon Claw spell and rubbed the two bears 'big heads.

After playing with these three large pets that were at least nine meters tall for a while, garen spread his dragon wings and once again rushed into the sky, disappearing into the vast snow.

After a few short minutes.

In the air above a dense forest of snowy and needle-leaf trees, a silver light flashed and the Dragon's figure came to a stop.

Without waiting for garen's call, the ground rumbled and cracked open. There seemed to be some huge creature writhing under it. The soil rolled up, the ground cracked, and large trees were uprooted and fell down.

With the sound of metal scraping against scales, a ferocious dark green figure broke out of the ground.

"My Lord, I've missed you so much."

"Eh, you've become stronger again, and you even have a new pair of dragon horns."

"You're worthy of your reputation!"

A low, muffled dragon language sounded.

After eating the remains of the high Elves and going into a long slumber, the frost forest serpent Dragon, which had now entered the legendary-level, slithered its long Python-like body and flew into the air. It looked even more ferocious than before, and its dark green scales were now as dark as thick ink.