Dragon Who Controls Time



Chapter 55: Fireball technique (1)

Translator: 549690339

In the dragon’s lair that was covered in a layer of ice, a pair of Platinum Dragon eyes slowly opened.

Garen’s body moved slightly. He wanted to spread his dragon wings to stretch his muscles, but the slightly narrow Dragon Nest caused his dragon wings to hit the edge of the wall, leaving an obvious scratch.

“We should be safe now.”

He calculated the time and realized that he had been asleep for almost two weeks.

Now, his stomach was empty, and he felt waves of hunger.

Garen grabbed the broken armor and the rusty iron sword, and quickly left the River Dragon’s Nest with the turbulent water. He reappeared under the sky of the ice field in the extreme north in the sparkling water that splashed all over the sky.

The bright and warm sunlight shone down from the sky, gilding the world of white snow with a layer of gold.

Garen raised his head to look at the sky and saw a Silent Sun, quietly emitting light and heat, nurturing all things.

The Golden sunlight fell on garen’s dragon scales, and for a moment, he looked a little golden, as if he had changed from a White Dragon to a Golden Dragon.

“When I was sleeping, the polar night passed.”

With the arrival of the polar day, if there was no particularly bad weather, the sun would cover the ice plains of the extreme north for half a year.

In this half a year, the ice and snow in many places would melt, revealing the yellow-brown frozen soil below. Some plants with tenacious vitality would also welcome the blooming of life after surviving the polar night.

After observing the scenery of the extreme day for a while, garen flapped his dragon wings, and his body turned into a straight white line, speeding towards the ice cliff territory.

Not long after, he returned to the ice cliff territory.

After throwing the two ancient collections he had first dug up into the ice cliff Dragon’s Nest, garen flew out of the Dragon’s Nest in the still-howling cold wind and headed straight to an area in the Northwest corner of the territory.

A few minutes later, a group of huge strength mammoths appeared in garen’s field of vision.

These large wild beasts were leisurely strolling in groups.

They looked like elephants, but their bodies were stronger. When they moved in groups, the earth would shake. They were covered in thick fur and had a pair of spear-like snow-white mammoth tusks, which the White Dragon Lady used as a mask.

However, what did not match their size was that this group of strength mammoths were quite timid.

Or rather, he was rather timid when he encountered a Dragon.

As soon as garen appeared, his Dragon’s might spread out. A group of strength mammoths that were not much heavier than him suddenly felt their limbs go soft. They trembled in fear under the supernatural mental shock of the Dragon’s might and did not even run.

He grew up in vain, Yingluo.

Garen shook his head and swooped down at a low altitude. His dragon claws grabbed onto an adult mammoth before he quickly flew up.

The panicking strength mammoths instead broke free from the Dragon’s might’s shock and kept moving around in the air.

Garen lowered his head and let out a breath of Frost Dragon Breath, easily freezing this large beast into a popsicle.

They were neither magical creatures nor Berserkers, and their elemental resistance was pitifully low. They could not even last a second and died instantly.

After bringing the food back to the Dragon’s Nest, garen saw the pile of spell scrolls from the corner of his eye.

He suddenly remembered that he had a classic fireball spell in his magic scroll.

Ever since garen had become a dragon, he had never eaten cooked food. At this moment, when he thought of the smell of cooked meat, he could not help but swallow his saliva.

isn’t it a little too extravagant to use a fireball magic scroll to cook meat? ”

Garen picked up the fireball scroll.

What was different from what he had always imagined was that fireball wasn’t a very low-level spell. It wasn’t a first or second-circle spell, but a third-circle spell.

It would be upgraded to a mid-level spell after another level.

In terms of pure power, some fourth-circle spells might not even be comparable to fireball.

I’ve never used a spell scroll before. I need to practice using the dagger vortex in the future.

Garen thought of a suitable reason. He moved his Dragon Claw and instantly opened the spell scroll.

Hu!

A rich fiery red elemental aura emerged from the magic scroll, and the magic scroll automatically started to burn.

Garen’s gaze flickered, and he injected his spiritual energy into it.

There was a mention of the use of spell scrolls in the principles of casting spells.

One was to tear it open and throw it at the enemy, like throwing a grenade.

Although it was easy to accidentally hurt friendly forces, ordinary people who didn’t know anything about magic could use it.

The second was to use his mental strength to guide the sealed mana after tearing it open, lock onto the target, and complete the spell. He would consume a little bit of his mental strength, and the mana would be completely provided by the spell scroll.

This method of use was very accurate and not easy to make mistakes. However, only spellcasters could use it this way, and it could not be popularized.

Garen guided the magic power of the fireball and locked onto the body of the strength mammoth beside him.

The flame immediately shrank and turned into a small fireball the size of a pea. It looked harmless and even a little cute, but garen could clearly sense the highly compressed fire elemental energy inside.

Under garen’s control, the small fireball whizzed through the air and landed on the remaining body of the strength mammoth.

Crash!

The air trembled violently, and a wave of heat hit him in the face.

The dazzling and turbulent flames burned, covering a radius of about seven meters, and the entire strength mammoth was wrapped in flames.

Garen blinked his eyes, secretly surprised at the effect of this classic spell.

“Evocation system … It’s a pity that I don’t have the knowledge of evocation magic.”

He thought of the magic light he saw a week ago and looked forward to it.

The spreading flames gradually extinguished without the support of any combustion aids, but the flames on the strength mammoth’s body were still burning. Its hair was exuberant, which was a good combustion aid.

Very quickly, a rich meaty aroma that belonged to cooked food wafted through the air, causing garen’s stomach to growl.

After waiting for a while more, when the fragrance of mammoth meat reached his nose, garen blew out the flame and ate it excitedly.

As there were no spices and the control of the fire was not good, the mammoth meat that was cooked this time was not delicious. However, because it had been a long time since he had eaten cooked meat, garen was still satisfied.

Cooked food and blood food had their own merits in the taste and taste of Dragons. One was rich in fragrance, while the other was extremely delicious. He could accept both.

Not long after, after eating a strength mammoth, garen licked his lips, as if he had not had enough.

He went to catch another strength mammoth. This time, he planned to eat it frozen for a change of taste.

However, just as garen returned to the dragon’s lair and had yet to start eating, an excited shout mixed with the sound of the wind reached garen’s ears.

“Master, WUGA has something good to offer you!”

“You’ll definitely like it!”

Good stuff?

Could it be the magic gems I told him about before??? garen thought to himself.