Dragon Who Controls Time

"I'll just ..."

The White Dragon Maiden bared her fangs and was about to say something threatening.

However, under garen's gaze, she suddenly remembered that she was not garen's match. Moreover, looking at garen's performance on the battlefield, the gap between the two of them seemed to be rapidly widening.

What kind of monstrous Dragon did I give birth to ... Realizing this, the White Dragon Maiden looked at garen and shrunk her neck.

"I won't come the next time you come looking for me."

The White Dragon Maiden changed her words.

After saying that, as if she knew that her words were not convincing, she could not help but whisper again, " "You see, I've indeed suffered quite a lot of injuries. Moreover, I was at the forefront during the battle and helped you share who knows how many attacks."

if we only count the number of people I killed, I don't have as many as you or your kin, but the effort I put in wasn't any less.

As an evil Dragon, the White Dragon Maiden was being reasonable for the first time.

Garen's spell attack blasted a large area, much more efficiently than the White Dragon lady's. Many heavy armored knights had died to his fireball spell in this battle. According to the previous distribution of spoils, the White Dragon Lady would not be able to get much.

In front of the White Dragon Maiden, garen pondered for a while under her expectant gaze. Finally, he nodded slowly and said, " "You can take half of the magic equipment of these human Knights, but the condition is that all the magic gems belong to me."

Compared to the space-consuming and useless ordinary magic tools, garen wanted all the magic gems more.

On the other side, the White Dragon Maiden looked hesitant.

Garen loved magic gemstones the most, and so did she.

The White Dragon Maiden had also killed some spell casters, and she could find some gemstones on them as spoils of war. However, there would not be many of them, because the majority of them were still with garen.

After hesitating for a few seconds, the White Dragon Maiden asked, " "Can you give me less magic gems? just a few will do."

"The next time you come to me for something, I won't shirk from it."

It was rare to see the White Dragon Maiden being so careful and pleading, so garen was in a good mood. He muttered, " "Sure, but I can only give you one."

This one was equivalent to returning what he had borrowed back then.

It wasn't an easy task to take gemstones from his pocket.

The White Dragon Maiden saw that garen's reply was simple. She rolled her eyes and thought that garen was amenable to coaxing but not coercion. She immediately put on a pitiful look, blinked her eyes, and said in a sad voice, " "One pill is too little, give me a little more."

I've been chased out of your territory and suffered so many injuries.. still have three annoying young dragons to raise ...

As she spoke, she waved her Dragon Claw inadvertently so that garen could see the wound that roxia had made on her Dragon Claw.

In order to get more gemstones, the White Dragon Maiden changed her bad attitude. She didn't mind acting pitiful to her son.

Garen was at a loss for words.

He suspected that if he gave the White Dragon Lady more spoils of war, she might even call him father.

"Stop. If you keep talking, I won't give you this one."

Garen stopped the White Dragon Lady from acting pitiful.

The White Dragon Maiden's voice came to an abrupt end, and her pitiful expression turned into a sullen one. She said coldly, " "Garen, you're really a heartless and greedy dragon."

"If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't even be in this world!"

Garen's face was filled with black lines as he moved his dragon claws.

The White Dragon Maiden's expression changed. She immediately flapped her dragon wings and flew away from garen's side. She began to collect the spoils of war that garen had promised her.

Garen raised his head and looked at the sky. He saw the feather-like snow falling from the sky as usual, gradually burying the thick blood below.

At the same time, the followers who were pursuing the remaining troops began to return.

master, a few spell casters have used some unknown method and suddenly disappeared ... Do you still want to search this area?"

WUGA bones fragment strode over with his blood-stained black Hammer.

Garen nodded. they probably used a spell like invisibility. Bring some white hounds and search the surroundings.

The White Hound had a keen sense of smell and was a good pursuer.

A portion of his followers were sent out by garen to pursue the escaped spellcaster, while the rest began to clean up the battlefield and collect the spoils of war under his orders.

Garen flew to the peak of the snow Mountain, folded his wings, and stood silently in the snow, looking at his busy followers.

The battle ended with his victory, but he had lost a lot of his followers. 60% of them had died and were buried here, while the rest were all injured.

There were originally four dragon vein ogres other than WUGA Bonesetter, but now there were only two left. One of them even lost an arm and was badly injured. If it wasn't for its strong vitality and weak sense of pain, it would have already fainted.

As garen had killed a large number of the other party's spell casters first, only twenty percent of the Arctic ice spirits had died in the process of bombarding the spell casters, and another ten percent had died at the hands of some heavy armored knights who had suddenly attacked them.

The ones who suffered the most casualties were the less powerful minions of the terror lizards and white hounds who were deep in the battle.

Out of the 400 white hounds, only a few dozen remained, and less than 10% of the terror lizards remained.

The shockwaves from garen's spells had killed quite a few white hounds as they did not have much resistance against fire-type attacks.

Evocation spells had always had a large range, strong power, and it was difficult to distinguish between friend and foe. Fireball was one of the best spells. In the chaotic battlefield, it was inevitable that magic attacks would involve one's own people.

If there were evocation mages in some human adventure teams, they would have to be on guard against both enemies and their own people as long as they didn't want to be accidentally injured ...

"I'm going to starve if this continues."

"I need to take in some more followers."

Garen did not feel any pity or sadness towards the large number of deaths of his followers.

They lived under the protection of garen's dragon wings, and it was only natural for them to sacrifice their lives for him at the right time.

This was actually a deal.

As he wanted to keep his followers, garen immediately thought of the pack of Winter Wolves.

"After I eat the Dragon Soul Stone and sleep to grow, I'll go there and take a look." He made a decision in his heart.

The battlefield was quickly cleaned up.

A large number of magic armors carved with runes, big swords, and big shields were piled together like a small metal mountain. The rare magic gemstones had already been kept by garen into his space ring.

As promised, he gave the White Dragon Maiden a white crystal that contained magic power under her resentful gaze.

Its appearance and size were similar to the one garen had taken back then.

As the space ring's capacity was limited, it could not store so much magic equipment, so garen ordered his followers to transport it back and forth, while he himself watched from the side, in case some ignorant fellow tried to steal his things.

The more magic equipment with elemental aura was stacked, the more they could gather elemental energy.

Although the effect was very small, far less than that of a magic gem, it was better than nothing, and it could also fill the field.

As the White Dragon Maiden did not have any kin, she carried a huge pile of magic equipment and flew towards the Dragon's Nest. Before she left, she said to garen, " I've already counted the items here. I'll be able to tell even if one item is missing.

don't you try to pocket it while I'm not here. I'll be back soon. Half of this is my spoils of war. Mine!