Dragon Who Controls Time

In the sky, the silver Dragon circled and swooped down.

Garen was like a huge white shooting star, falling to the ground with a trail of flames.

It only took a few blinks of an eye to appear above the Grand Canyon and land on the peak of a snowy mountain with a loud bang. Its powerful dragon claws firmly gripped the rugged and steep rock snow wall.

At the foot of the snowy mountain, the battlefield between the narrow passages of the Grand Canyon suddenly fell silent.

Wolf howls filled with excitement, joy, worship, and awe rose and fell, as if they were welcoming the arrival of the great true dragon. The frost Giants and their trolls and Ogre servants were pale, and their bodies trembled under the rolling, almost tangible Dragon's might.

The silver Dragon stood quietly at the peak of the snowy mountain. The Dragon wings that blocked the wind and snow slowly retracted. It lowered its eyes and looked down.

The Platinum Dragon eyes were indifferent without a trace of emotion, but they seemed to have a cold killing intent.

Under the gaze of the true dragon, all the frost Giants felt their hearts beating like drums.

13 Frost Giants, 200 ogres and trolls, and one ... Dark Knights?"

Garen turned his neck slightly, his gaze swept across the battlefield, and finally locked onto the 12-meter tall burly giant with black and blue skin.

With the strength of an ordinary Frost Giant, it would not cause any trouble for the current garen, even if he was added with a little buff spell like dark blessing.

Only the dark Frost Giants, which were high-level xenogeneics, could attract his attention.

However, according to the number of Frost Giants United by the Winter Wolf, one dark Knight should not be enough for them to unite. It was powerful, but not to that extent, without the strength of a legend.

&Nbsp; the biggest leader of the frost Giant Alliance tribe was probably someone else.

"There should be more than one dark Frost Giant."

Garen's eyes darkened slightly, and the shadow of the dark Frost Giant was reflected in his pupils.

In his opinion, this dark Frost Giant was already more than 700 years old. It was an extremely old Frost Giant, and even without the support of the power of darkness, it was still considered a powerhouse among the frost Giants.

As for the leader of the frost Giant tribe that he had destroyed, he said that he was the most powerful Frost Giant in the northern ice fields. It was obviously just an exaggeration.

After locking on to the dark Frost Giant, garen opened his Dragon mouth, and the breath of Plundering Time was brewing in his mouth. The invisible and intangible power of time was revolving between the fangs.

At the same time, the heart of the dark Frost Giant below tightened, as if it was being held by an invisible hand, and it was slowly shrinking.

This feeling was clearly an instinctive reaction of the body that would only occur when one encountered an extremely dangerous situation.

Looking at the silver Dragon standing on the peak of the snow Mountain, the dark Frost giant's expression was heavy. It held the giant axe tightly with both hands and strode on the ground, waiting for the battle.

Lord garen, you don't need to personally deal with such a small fry.

"As your subordinates, please allow us to do this for you!"

The two red Dragons hovered in the air, flames bursting out from the edges of their wings. They licked their lips at the same time, looked at the nervous dark Frost Giant below, and then said to garen.

There were not many Giants on the Noah continent, and neither Rowell nor gresha had ever seen any traces of giants in the South.

Now that he had discovered so many Frost Giants in the ice plains of the extreme north, he could not help but feel a desire to hunt and kill.

Garen's gaze flickered, and he retracted his power of time, nodding slightly.

"Go, burn these Giants and their servants to ashes."

He said calmly.

"Yes, sir!"

The two red Dragons grinned, their faces showing a ferocious expression.

In the next moment, they flapped their wings at the same time, and flames started to burn around their bodies.

The sudden rise of high temperature had a violent reaction with the cold air of the ice plains in the extreme north, triggering a large amount of white high-temperature steam. This steam was mixed with flames and wrapped the Red Dragon's super-large dragon body, and it was wrapped in it as it swooped down towards the dark Frost Giant.

At the same time, Fred and Kris exchanged a glance and began to cast spells to help the Wolf Pack eliminate the ordinary Frost Giants, trolls, and Ogre servants.

The two high-level spell casters had extraordinary abilities.

With their help, the battle in the canyon suddenly became one-sided.

&Nbsp; " there aren't many of these Frost Giants. They are just a portion.

Garen thought to himself.

At this time, the two red Dragons swooped down from the left and right and approached the dark Frost Giant. They took a deep breath at the same time and opened their mouths.

Among the crisscrossing sharp dragon teeth, there was a ball of raging fire.

The White world around them was illuminated red.

The frost Giant with the ice attribute would receive nearly double the damage when facing the high-temperature fire attack. Of course, the frost attack of the frost Giant would also have additional damage to the Red Dragon. The Ice and Fire attributes countered each other.

Although the dark Frost Giant had obtained the power of darkness, it was still a cold-attribute creature.

Facing the two red Dragons and feeling the scorching temperature in their mouths, he could not help but have a heavy expression.

Kacha Kacha ... A large ice shield as thick as a city wall appeared with the condensation of elemental light.

The dark Frost Giant was wearing leather armor. It held a giant axe in its right hand and a large shield in its left hand. It stared at the two roaring red Dragons that were coming with thick smoke and fire.