Dragon Who Controls Time

the firebeard clan is willing to become the great dragon's minion and submit to the Dragon's wings.

Kriqins translated.

Garen nodded slightly.

After listening to the many conversations between the fire dwarf and kriqins, he actually didn't need kriqins to translate. He could already understand some of the other party's general meaning, but it was not specific enough.

He would discuss the dwarven language with kriqins later, and he would be able to understand and use it.

However, since the fire dwarves had become their kin, they had to learn the Dragon language or the common language in order to cater to the language of the giant Dragons. They did not want garen to cater to them and speak the dwarf language. Garen only learned the dwarf language out of his own interest.

Garen temporarily gave this task to Kris.

Most dwarves were straightforward, taciturn, and not very intelligent. However, the spell casters, such as the dwarven great elder in front of him, were quite wise and knowledgeable.

The high status of spell casters was not only because of their powerful magic abilities.

It was also because they could understand runes and construct spells, which were usually much more intelligent than other creatures.

Kriqins only needed to teach the dwarven spellcasters first. With the spellcasters 'wisdom, it was not difficult to learn the common language. After they had learned it, it would be more convenient to teach the other fire dwarves. However, with the dwarves' character and thinking, this was bound to be a headache for the elders.

Chi Chi Chi ... A gust of hot wind blew past, and the air suddenly lit up with thread-like flames without any warning.

This was a natural reaction in the plane where the fire element was dense, so it did not attract the attention of the fire dwarves. However, garen and the other visitors from the main material world were quite interested, and his eyes were looking at the thread-like flames floating in the air.

Slurp.

Rollin sniffed, inhaling the burning flames in the air. He snorted again, spitting out sparks. At the same time, he had a comfortable and refreshed expression on his face.

After coming to the lava demiplane, the scorching air, the smell of sulfur, and the hot wind that blew from time to time made the two red Dragons happy from the bottom of their hearts.

Such an environment was heaven for Red Dragons.

"You guys find a place to rest first."

Garen said to his subordinates.

what's going on? " Earl and gresha looked at each other and then looked at the winding lava river in unison. They flapped their wings and flew over, plunging into the vast lava river with a splash, causing dazzling magma sparks to splash.

Ulpian looked left and right before aiming at an open space that was further away from the lava river.

The dark green, slender body moved like a drill and disappeared into the ground.

The dark Frost Giant stood silently at the side, retracting the power of darkness and frost on its body. Garen, on the other hand, was learning the dwarven language through Kris, making rapid progress.

There was no common language in the lava demiplane, so if he wanted to understand the situation here, he had to at least understand the language of the local creatures.

If he waited for the fire dwarves to learn the common language, he would need some time.

It was difficult for the biological clans here to unite, partly because of the language barrier between them.

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At the same time, while garen was trying to gain a deeper understanding of the lava half-plane.

In the snow-covered tundra of the extreme north.

There were eight people forging ahead in the blizzard.

It was a small team of determined Paladins, including an old priest in a white robe. They crossed the continuous Dragonspine Ridge and arrived at the ice plains of the extreme north.

The Church of Light had not forgotten about the search for the Black Sun sculpture.

On the Noah continent, the Church of Light was the most popular place for believers.

This was because this wasn't a big world.

In the period of time since they received the Oracle, the people of the church of Light had traveled across more than half of the Noah continent, deep mountains, dense forests, overseas, swamps, in order to find the traces of the Black Sun sculpture.

However, he had not found anything.

At this point, the icy Plains of the extreme north, which no one had ever paid attention to, had attracted the attention of a church team.

The snow was falling, and the cold wind was as sharp as knives. The environment of the icy Plains in the extreme north was extremely harsh, unbearable to bear.

However, the members of the church were not ordinary people, and they were not afraid of the cold wind and snow.

Time passed slowly, and the wind and snow weakened occasionally.

They silently chanted the prayer of the God of Light. Every time they walked past a place, they would use their eyes that could detect evil to observe the surroundings. If they encountered an evil existence, they would destroy its body in the name of the God of Light and purify its soul. Although they encountered some obstacles during this period, it did not affect their progress.

As such, they gradually entered the depths of the northern ice fields.

They crossed the Snowy Mountains and treaded through the tundra in the cold wind. A few days later, on a snowy day, they arrived at the edge of a Glacier Rift Valley.

A few Paladins stood at the edge of the Rift Valley and looked down.

This was like a scar on the ice plains of the extreme north. The Rift Valley that tore the earth apart was like a natural chasm. It was deep and serene, and the bottom of the valley could not be seen. One could only faintly hear the hoarse howls of the cold wind.

A burst of white light appeared.

The space rippled, and a few tall horses walked out.

These horses had wings with pure white feathers on them. Their bodies were surrounded by the aura of light, and their white skin and manes seemed to be glimmering.

The Holy Knight mounted his horse and was about to cross the Great Rift Valley to continue his exploration.

However, the old priest who had yet to Mount his horse looked at the chasm, hesitated for a moment, and called for them to stop.

"I smell evil." He said.

The burly Paladins were stunned for a moment, and then their faces turned serious at the same time. They looked down at the bottomless Rift Valley, and the darkness inside seemed to be so deep that it could swallow people's hearts.

The priest's eyes lit up with the light of divine spells.

His eyes were completely filled with white light, bright and threatening.

His expression was grave as he kept looking around.

In the end, he saw wisps of black gas.

Although the black mist was weak, the evil and ominous aura it carried made his mind shake.

"There's deep evil down there. We can't just sit by and do nothing."

The priest confirmed.

A Paladin decisively pulled the priest up and sat on the horse with him.

The White-winged horse flapped its wide wings and let out a clear neigh. Then, its hooves stepped on the air and plunged into the bottomless Rift Valley.

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send someone to visit the surrounding biological clans and spread the news that a legendary true dragon has descended from the main material world and is gathering its followers to bring peace and unity.

Garen spoke in the dwarven language as he spoke to the leader of firebeard under Rick's shocked gaze.

In fact, it was very simple for a legendary dragon to keep its followers.

As long as they expressed their intention to collect followers, many clans would be moved by the news and willingly become the legendary true Dragon's followers.

In particular, the life forms in the lava demiplane were not living well. It could even be said that they were on tenterhooks, not knowing when their peaceful lives would be destroyed by the elemental spirits.

It was clear what kind of choice they would make when a legendary-level existence came at this time.

"Your wisdom is truly admirable."

The nearby dwarven elder praised.

It took garen less than a day to master the dwarven language, and now he could even speak in the dwarven language with their local accent. If one didn't look at his appearance and only heard his voice, it was hard to imagine that he was a legendary dragon.

As you wish, the Warriors of the firebeard clan will bring the name of the Dragon of eternity to the other clans.

The firebeard leader nodded and immediately set off. He personally led his men out of the firebeard clan and headed to the nearby biological clans.

Garen flew to a small volcano that was seven hundred meters tall nearby and directly fell into the mouth of the black smoke-filled volcano, soaking himself in the hot and bubbling lava.

The gurgling lava emitted heat, which seeped through the Dragon scales and nourished the strong muscles below.

His adaptability was very strong, and he had gotten used to the environment of the lava demiplane.

Not long after, garen, who had his eyes slightly closed, suddenly opened his eyes, and a sharp cold light flashed in his Platinum Dragon eyes.

But very quickly, the sharp gaze faded and turned into a look of doubt.

In that instant, garen felt the time mark moving.

Moreover, it was the mark of time that he had imprinted on the sun sculpture. The range of movement was not small, but it stopped moving after only about ten seconds.

In his perception, the sun sculpture was still firmly under the Great Rift Valley, and the strange movement just now seemed to be an illusion.

"Mm ... Did some creature in the canyon come into contact with the statue?"

"Or was it blown away by the strong wind?"

Garen was deep in thought.

I'll return to the icy Plains of the extreme north after a while and take a look at the situation of the sun sculpture.