Dragon Who Controls Time

Looking around and seeing that there were no other creatures around, Garen turned around and aimed his noble dragon butt at the freshly dug pit.

Next, he held his spiked chin with a dragon claw and looked deeply at the flawless night sky in the distance. He exerted a little strength and thought about his life.

Pfft!

The dragon excreted with strong momentum.

After a thunderous sound, a comfortable expression appeared on Garen's dragon face. He had eaten a lot. After absorbing the essence and nutrition, there was a lot of waste in his body.

A few minutes later, Garen left behind the precious dragon feces that would make the White Hounds overjoyed.

He coughed lightly and did not even turn around. At the same time, his dragon tail swept over a large area of snow, covering the precious dragon feces.

"Sigh, there are no toilets in the wilderness. I can only make do with this."

Proper dragons would "fly" high in the air from time to time. Occasionally, they would hit one or two lucky ones and give them a chance to come into contact with the aura of a True Dragon.

However, although Garen had become a dragon, he still felt a little ashamed to do that.

He felt that it did not seem appropriate to defecate in the wild. It was really impossible for him to do it in the sky. However, there was no good solution now unless he could survive by breathing in time or elemental energy without eating solid food.

Settling it in the ice river was the least eye-catching and safe, but Garen did not want to discover them in his nest one day.

After relieving his body of the burden, Garen prepared to leave and return to the Ice River Domain.

Before he left, he suddenly felt an aura gradually approaching from behind. His gaze immediately focused and he turned around.

A nine-foot-tall and roughly three-meter-tall humanoid creature was quietly approaching him. After being discovered by Garen, the two of them looked at each other. It still maintained its posture of walking closer, and the atmosphere froze for a moment.

...…..

Uga Bone Crusher was an ogre from a small ogre gathering place with a total population of about 40, the Bone Crusher Tribe.

It had just become an adult and needed powerful prey to prove its courage and strength so that it could show off its muscles to the other ogres and obtain a higher status in the Bone Crusher Tribe, as well as the right to choose a spouse.

Uga Bone Crusher had always thought that he was very smart.

Apart from the leader of the Bone Crusher Tribe, the two-headed ogre who could use spells, no other ogre was smarter than it.

In a group of not-so-intelligent ogres, Uga Bone Crusher always felt that he was incompatible with them.

As for the smarter leader, Uga Bone Crusher felt that it was because it had two heads and he only had one, so it was acceptable that he could not compare to the other party.

One day, looking at the two-headed ogre leader who could get together with female ogres at will and even order other ogres around, a bold idea arose in his mind.

If Garen knew his thoughts, he would describe it in a suitable sentence.

"If you're a man, you should take over."

After this thought appeared, it was like a wildfire growing in Uga Bone Crusher's heart.

According to the tradition of the Bone Crusher Tribe, after they became adults, they would have the chance to challenge the leader. After defeating the leader, they could replace him and become the new leader.

However, the two-headed ogre leader was the strongest leader in the history of the Bone Crusher Tribe. It even had a throne made of the skulls of challengers.

Uga Bone Crusher would not be as rash as the other challengers. He planned to wait for the leader to age and challenge him when he was weak.

However, before that, he needed to prove that he was a true adult ogre and settle his coming-of-age ceremony.

"Hmph, the strong Uga can even hunt a dragon."

Uga Bone Crusher bragged to the clansmen, then strode away and stepped onto the icefield under the worship of the other ogres.

Along the way, with the strong body of an ogre and his mind that was much smarter than ordinary ogres, Uga Bone Crusher had either created traps or ambushed many hunters on the icefield.

However, he was not satisfied.

This was because the two-headed ogre leader had once killed an ice python that was nearly ten meters long and as thick as a bucket. It was stronger than all his prey so far.

Up until just now, after he left the Bone Crusher Tribe for a hundred miles, he actually saw a little White Dragon excreting!

Uga Bone Crusher knew the power of a True Dragon, even if the other party was the weakest White Dragon.

He turned around and left, pretending not to see anything.

However, when he recalled that his bold words really had a chance of success, he thought of the scene of the ogres surrounding him and the favor of the chubby ogre beauties.

He decided to use the thick wooden hammer he carried to sneak attack the little White Dragon in front of him.

As long as the sneak attack succeeded, he would have a chance to fulfill his dream!

"The history of the Bone Crusher Tribe will rely on me, Uga Bone Crusher, because I hunted a True Dragon when I became an adult!"

Uga Bone Crusher fantasized in his mind. At the same time, he quietly walked forward and carefully approached the little White Dragon.

However, just as this thought appeared in his mind, before he could take a step, he saw the little White Dragon suddenly turn around, its eyes filled with piercingly cold killing intent.

Uga Bone Crusher was stunned. Then, his mind was filled with all kinds of records regarding the dragon and he became frightened.

He squeezed out a forced smile and said to Garen awkwardly, "Honorable True Dragon, I, Uga Bone Crusher, am only passing by. I don't have any ill intentions."

As he spoke, he quietly hid the wooden hammer behind him, but he seemed guilty nonetheless.

........

Garen turned his dragon body around to face the creature in front of him.

He was nine feet, tall, human-shaped, and had dark rough skin. His body was burly and powerful, and his muscles were all over his body. His eyes were white with pitch-black pupils. His entire body stank, and his mouth was filled with fangs. He was wearing simple and crude beast skin, and he held a black wooden hammer that was still stained with dried blood.

After seeing that he had been discovered, the ogre muttered in a language that Garen did not understand.

The dragon inheritance only had the dragon language and common language. Large human-like creatures like the ogres spoke the Giant Language. Garen did not learn the Giant Language, so he could not understand.

After saying that, the ogre forced an extremely ugly smile.

"You're laughing at me?!"

Garen was furious.

His expression was not good at all. In an instant, he flapped his wings and approached. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of frost.

Many people thought that dragon breath was an ordinary ability of dragons. It was a method similar to the sweep of a huge tail and the flapping of dragon wings.

However, this was a misunderstanding.

The dragon breath was not an ordinary skill. Instead, it was extremely powerful and difficult to resist. It was the symbol of the dragon race that any creature had to treat seriously, and it was equivalent to a big move.

Even an adult dragon could not maintain its dragon breath for long.

Garen used a powerful move from the start.

Under the other party's shocked gaze, the cone-shaped frost breath instantly covered the ogre's body and froze it in thick ice crystals.