Dragon Who Controls Time

Yuna did not resist the natural sleepiness of her body. She pried the treasure away, twisted her body, and buried herself under the treasure. Just like how she usually slept, only the tip of her Dragon Horn was exposed. This was her favorite way of sleeping.

Meanwhile, garen rolled over a ring of gemstones and placed them around his body.

He spread out his dragon wings, curled his tail in front of him as a pillow, and then covered his body with his wide dragon wings.

The river of time, as always, flowed quietly at a steady and constant speed, wrapping everything in it. The same was true for the omnipresent force field. The force could be emitted from all objects with mass, and it was endless.

After the two dragons fell into a deep sleep,

The river of time gently brushed past garen, intertwining with the gentle white light, gradually forming a light cocoon, wrapping garen's entire body within it. Streams of the river of time flowed into garen's body from all directions, and the power of time in his body began to grow just like his body.

Similar to garen's situation.

Yuna seemed to have become the center of a vortex, absorbing the energy of the force field.

What was even more bizarre was that the force field energy and the power of time intertwined, affecting and stimulating each other, and then the speed at which they poured into the two dragons 'bodies increased by a notch.

Just like that, the entire world fell silent.

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Time passed by like a white stallion.

The stars moved, and the Galaxy flowed. The world of the Arctic ice field changed between polar day and polar night. The rest of the Noah continent took turns day and night. The sun and moon rose and set, repeating this cycle.

In the blink of an eye, a year had passed.

Garen and Yuna's breathing was steady and even. The light cocoon formed by the power of time and the white light was still gentle and bright, showing no signs of waking up.

While garen was in deep sleep, his followers followed garen's orders. A portion of them guarded the fortress, while the other portion swept through the mutated creatures in the Arctic tundra.

The mutated creatures were not strong, and they did not have the power of the original black light to replenish their energy.

There were powerful clans such as the winter Wolves and Dragon Ogres in the ice plains of the far north. There were also combat forces such as the cold forest serpent Dragons and high-level spellcasters. It was not difficult to clear out the mutated creatures.

A year had passed.

Under the diligent efforts of garen's followers, 99% of the mutated creatures in the ice plains of the extreme north had been eliminated, and the snow-white land had returned to its former peace. The remaining mutated creatures, the followers did not give up on searching, but they were hidden very deep. After their numbers had decreased, it was not easy to completely eradicate them in a short time.

Except for the icy Plains of the extreme north.

The other races and forces on the Noah continent were also taking action against the mutated creatures.

The good faction, led by the Church of Light, was organizing people, just like garen's side, to clean up the distorted creatures left behind by the original god of the sun, in order to prevent him from making a comeback one day earlier.

However, not all living beings hated and feared Aragami.

In the darkness of that day, some creatures were completely contaminated, absorbed the black light, and turned into deformed monsters. However, a small number of creatures, although successfully resisted, were affected mentally to a certain extent, and developed reverence and faith in the original god of the sun.

An organization made up of different creatures, called the Black Sun sect, was quietly forming.

The Black Sun Messenger avoided the pursuit of the Church of Light while spreading the name of the original sun god.

The dark erosion that day had left too many creatures with a deep fear, so many people with ill intentions chose to join the Black Sun sect. However, because the original god of the sun was busy with his own affairs, he did not respond to these believers at all.

In addition, there were also some bold spellcasters who coveted the Aragami's control of the origin power. They secretly captured the deformed creatures to study their powers.

There were many spellcasters who did this.

Any spell caster would find it difficult to resist the temptation of the unknown.

The original power of an Aragami was something that even a legendary spellcaster would covet.

The spellcasters were bold and unafraid of the terrifying consequences that such research could bring.

Compared to the Dark Sun sect, which was made up of a motley crew, this kind of spell caster who privately researched on mutated creatures was more dangerous. When the Church of Light found out about this behavior, they had already strictly prohibited it. Once discovered, the target would be treated as the minions of Aragami and would be purified on the spot. They would not be tolerated.

Countless natural and man-made disasters were caused by spellcasters, and it was not just for show.

Spell casters were the wisest group of people. At the same time, they were also the most dangerous group of people. They were respected and feared by others.

At the same time, the situation in the Noah continent was constantly changing after the Aragami invasion.

The lava demiplane.

Under the sky of fire formed by the endless flames, threads of fire would occasionally ignite in the air. Ashes and black smoke kept erupting from the continuous volcanoes.

Whether it was the clans of flesh and blood creatures or the territories under the jurisdiction of the elemental creatures, there were Silver Dragon sculptures made of precious magical metals. They were not afraid of the erosion and wear of elemental energy, and every scale was shining and vivid.

The scorched flame mountain range.

Rollin and Gretel were resting in the depths of the volcano, soaking in the hot lava and enjoying the nourishment of the heat.

The two red Dragons lived a good life in a suitable half-plane.

Most of the wealth here belonged to garen, but as garen's followers, the red Dragons had some small mineral veins that were given by garen. The magic gems and precious metals that were excavated from them filled the treasure troves of the two red Dragons.

However, because garen had given it so casually, he did not specify which Red Dragon it was. Instead, he let Rowell and Gretel split it among themselves, causing the two spouses to have constant friction over the distribution of the treasure.

A small one every three days and a large one every five days.

Even so, as the only two red Dragons in the lava demiplane, their mating relationship was not affected.

After soaking in the lava for a while, he flew out of the volcano in a spiral.

The Red Dragon's body was wrapped in flames. It flapped its wings and rushed out of the billowing black smoke. The edge of the Dragon wings was still surrounded by the black smoke that had not dissipated. It soared and circled under the flaming sky.

Roel patrolled the territory he had been assigned to in the scorched mountains.

"Let the powerful Lord of the volcano see which clan dares to slack off."

"If I catch you, Hmph."

The Red Dragon licked his lips.

His cruel gaze swept down inch by inch.

A noble red Dragon would definitely not do something like digging a mine by himself. Dragons were not good at mining, and powerful strength could easily damage gems.

After a few rounds, the Crimson Dragon grabbed some of the newly mined magic gemstones and returned to the volcano with satisfaction.

However, when it was a few kilometers away from the volcano it lived in, the Red dragon's eyes suddenly narrowed, and its body stopped in the air.

Buzz ... Buzz ...

In his field of vision, a ripple appeared in the space and quickly condensed into a light spot. Then, with this light spot as the center, an equilateral triangular spatial portal was slowly pulled open. The space was stabilized by a line of deep blue light and was bound into shape.

"What's this?"

The Red Dragon's expression was fierce, and he had no patience for abnormal phenomena.

It took a deep breath and absorbed the rich fire element Energy in the air into its lungs.

Between the criss-crossed fangs of Rowell, raging flames were raging, and the fire Dragon Breath that could burn gold and boil iron was brewing.

At the same time.

An arm with a metallic texture and special patterns and magic circuits extended from it.

Hu!

The Red Dragon spat out its Dragon Breath.

The blazing flames were like a flaming waterfall, pouring out from the Red dragon's mouth with terrifying heat and impact.

The newly-opened plane portal and the arm that reached out from it were all drowned by the dragon's breath.

Under the attack of the fire dragon's breath, the teleportation gate flickered violently, and his arm turned red like a piece of iron. He then activated a magic shield to resist the fierce flames.

Bang!

The plane portal was destroyed by the dragon's breath.

The surrounding space instantly closed up, cutting off the arm that was not retracted in time.

The magic circuit with blue light flickered a few times, and the magic shield disappeared. The broken arm was exposed to the fire dragon's breath, and it began to fall.

The Red Dragon circled around and caught the broken arm. It squeezed it hard and sized it up a few times.

it's quite strange. What creature's arm is it? "

The severed arm did not immediately turn to ashes after being hit by the fire dragon's breath. It was rather hard and was made of magic metal, glowing with elemental light. Roell was very interested in it, so he took it back to the Dragon's Nest and kept it as a collection.

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Noah continent.

Spring left and autumn came, summer and winter alternated.

The river of time flowed quietly. Another year and a half later, a deep and terrifying Dragon's might slowly rose from the immortal fortress in the extreme north. It gradually spread out and swept in all directions.