Dragon Who Controls Time

"You, you can't do this."

Once he thought about how his soul was being controlled by someone and was about to be imprisoned in the crystal ball, suffering unimaginable torture and destruction, Balton's face became slightly distorted.

It was so fearless of death because it knew that after its death, it would be guided by the God of Frost Giants and could ascend to the God's kingdom.

The current outcome was not what it wanted.

Garen chuckled as he looked at the tiny pitch-black soul.

The soul of a legendary giant was a precious magic material.

Whether it was for collection or use, it was something to be happy about and remembered.

your soul and body will be my first legendary giant spoil of war, but not the last.

After he finished speaking, he did not look at the look of despair on the face of Barton's soul. With a thought, the attraction force of the soul cage suddenly increased by several times. The pale green light that enveloped Barton's corpse quickly shrank and finally turned into a green light that trapped his soul. With a whoosh, it entered the crystal ball.

Reaching out his hand, the intelligent soul cage flew up and landed between garen's fingers, spinning at a steady pace.

In the crystal ball, one could see the soul of a giant, who was at a loss.

Balton was struggling inside, trying to break the crystal ball and escape. However, his soul's power was under the influence of this evil legendary item, and there was no possibility of breaking it.

Immediately after, garen's gaze became serious, and he began to chant an incantation.

A low and obscure chant came out of his mouth.

Wisps of gray-white Death spiritual energy were produced from the crystal ball, forming chains that extended toward Barton's soul.

Barton's soul tried its best to Dodge, but in such a small space, it was caught by the omnipresent gray-white chains after one or two seconds.

The crystal ball lit up.

Magic runes were floating in it, sometimes appearing and sometimes disappearing. Finally, it turned into a collar made of runes and wrapped around the neck of Barton's soul.

"Slave soul!"

Garen shouted in a low voice.

A large amount of magic power was poured into it like flowing water, and the soul cage lit up with a dazzling and evil brilliance.

The collar made of runes instantly tightened, and the moment it came into contact with its skin, it sank into it.

At this moment, Barton's soul wailed intensely, as if he was attacked by unparalleled pain.

It wanted to struggle, but its four limbs were restrained by chains and it couldn't move.

His soul's gaze changed drastically. Countless emotions were intertwined within it. Despair, regret, unwillingness, fear ... However, after two to three seconds, the change in its eyes calmed down and finally stopped at the mechanical eyes of a puppet, expressionless.

Garen let out a long breath and stopped the infusion of magic power.

The crystal ball flashed slightly and was kept into the dimensional space.

After that, garen turned his head and looked at the corpse of the huge dark giant that had lost its life force.

He waved his sharp claws, cutting the ice crystals around the corpse into pieces.

Plop!

Its huge body fell down like a collapsing mountain, heavily smashing onto the ground of the city wall, raising circles of dust and ashes.

Garen watched all of this, his eyes fixed on the body of the dark Frost Giant.

Hu!

A strong gust of wind blew past him.

As if it was stimulated by the wind, the fingers on the remaining arm of the dark Frost Giant trembled a few times. Then, as time passed, the trembling became more and more intense, spreading to the entire eighteen-meter-tall tower body.

The dark Frost giant's muscles trembled, and it slowly stood up in the howling wind.

His tall body blocked the wind and snow, and his face was expressionless.

"I pledge my loyalty to you, my Lord."

Balton, who had stood up again, knelt down on one knee and lowered his head. He spoke to garen with an emotionless voice.

Garen did not say anything.

He observed the state of the dark Frost Giant and clicked his tongue in wonder.

"Halius's creation is truly amazing."

it can even enslave the souls of legendary creatures and control their bodies through the soul cage.

but its limit is to enslave one legendary soul at a time. The souls of high-level creatures can enslave about ten at a time.

Garen touched the matte scales on his chin and pondered.

He had already planted a spiritual link with the soul cage, and it was a legendary item that belonged to him. Therefore, he could directly control Balton through the spiritual link.

this dead body is filled with the power of darkness. It can still exert a strong combat power.

well, it should be able to exert 80% of its combat power when it was alive, and it's not afraid of death and pain. Combined, it might be even higher.

it's a pity that I don't know how to strengthen the undead spell. Otherwise, with some training, it might be more powerful than when it was alive.

Balton knelt in front of the silver Dragon in silence.

In the devastated city of extreme cold, the frost Giants who had survived the attack of the wolves and Dragons saw this scene. Their eyes were filled with despair, and the last trace of resistance was extracted from their bodies.

The current Barton only had a simple sentience. He did not have the intelligence and thought processes of ordinary legendary creatures.

It was equivalent to a legendary battle doll.

However, the slave souls in the soul cage were not disposable.

As time passed, it would imprint undead runes endlessly, slowly affecting the other party's soul, and slowly fight for control. After a certain amount of time, garen would be able to obtain a true legendary servant.

At that time, Balton's consciousness would be fully restored, and he would not be much different from when he was alive.

The only difference was that it would wholeheartedly follow garen's lead.

you still want to go back to the divine Kingdom and complain? hehe.

Garen looked at the black giant who was kneeling on the ground with satisfaction.

Although he was not afraid of the giant God who could not descend to the main material plane with his true body, if he was targeted by the giant God, there would always be some endless trouble. According to what Barton said, he was considered a loyal believer of the giant God.

Even the gods had to be very concerned about believers with legendary strength.

However, in his current state, he was still alive and not dead.

It was hard to say if the giant God would notice that one of his legendary believers had encountered a great disaster.

"Get up and repair your body."

He gave a simple order.

Barton stood up expressionlessly, picked up the broken arm, and put it back together. Then, his body lit up with an evil spirit light. In a flash of light, the cut of his arm grew new flesh, and slowly healed.

The Big Hole that garen had made in her head was also being repaired.

Creatures that were enslaved by the soul cage would gain certain undead characteristics.

As a Dark Knight of the dark evil faction, he quickly completed the transformation of his body.

Not afraid of bleeding, not afraid of pain, not afraid of death ...