Garon tiptoed back to where Leona and the others were, only to find that all the Dragon Whelps had already rushed out to snatch the items.
He was not in a hurry. It would be better to wait for them to finish before picking up the loot.
He hid in a corner alone, listening to the continuous loud roars and explosions. He knew that this was the Spell Explosion of the Enchanted Equipment.
Time passed by slowly. Soon, more than ten minutes had passed.
The noise in front had become much softer.
Only then did he get up. He had rested enough, so he slowly walked toward the direction of the battlefield.
As he continued to move forward, red and white blood was everywhere on the snowy ground. He accidentally kicked a small object under his foot. It was a Dragon Whelp's forelimb. It had already been frozen into a lump of ice.
"How tragic …" Garon shook his head.
He continued to move forward. Everywhere he looked was a mess. The ice walls on the ground were densely packed with dents, gaps, and claw marks. After entering the large circular area.
Beside the giant ice stalagmite in the center, the four Level Four Giant Iguanas had all been killed. There were traces of charred and light green acid on the ground. It was obvious that this was the power of the Enchanted Spell.
The remaining few uninjured Dragon Whelps were besieging the last Level Five Giant Iguana.
Both of the Level Five Giant Iguana's eyes were blind. Its body was covered with black and green marks of corrosion and burns. It was motionless on the spot. The three Dragon Whelps around it had obviously used up their Spells. They could only fly around and hit it from time to time. However, it was obvious that their claws did not hurt the Level Five Giant Iguana at all. It was difficult to even scratch its leather armor.
There were heavily injured Dragon Whelps lying on the ground. Judging by their injuries, they seemed to have been hit by a tail.
Garon himself knew very well how powerful the Level Five Giant Iguana's tail swing was. Its strength was not great, but its speed was too fast. It did not affect the Level Four Giant Iguana's rough skin and thick flesh. However, it was just right to deal with creatures like the Dragon Whelps who were weak and had insufficient strength.
The remaining Dragon Whelps were obviously at their wit's end. Their claws could not break through its defense. They could only drag it out slowly, intending to drag this Level Five Giant Iguana to death.
Garon walked over quietly. However, he was immediately noticed by the Dragon Whelps lying on the ground.
"Garon!" It was Boris. He was lying in a small pit, receiving treatment from Leona.
"You came at the right time. Hurry up and snatch the items!"
The three Dragon Whelps attacking the Giant Lizard were Toni, Desai, and a strong Dragon Whelp whose name was unknown. Upon hearing the voice, the three Dragon Whelps turned around and looked at Garon.
The unknown dragon whelp's eyes glinted fiercely. It ignored the Giant Lizard and charged straight for the Ice Stalagmite in the middle.
"Lehman, you!!" Dong Ni began to panic.
The Dragon Whelp ignored her and charged straight at the Ice Stalagmite.
He was very confident in his speed. Even if he was injured, he would definitely be the first to grab the Ice Stalagmite.
The other two Dragon Whelps quickly gave up on the siege and chased after him.
Garon smiled and chased after him. Its claws grabbed a few ice cubes on the ground.
On the disc-shaped ground, the ice stalagmite was more than twice the height of the dragon whelp. It looked like a translucent, pale blue icicle with a sharp tip. The top half of it had been broken off, while the bottom half was still stuck in the ice.
The Dragon Whelps were chasing after the top half that had been sent flying. That was the essence of the Ice Stalagmite.
Lehman flew to the top of the Ice Stalagmite and pounced down. A purple ball of light appeared in his hand and he threw it back.
Boom!
The ball of light exploded and turned into a cloud of purple smoke, enveloping Toni and the other two Dragon Whelps behind him.
Lehman stood on the Ice Stalagmite and turned around to stare at Garon, who was slowly walking over. This Dragon Whelp who had appeared last had not foolishly chased after him too closely. That was why he had avoided the purple smoke.
"You're very vigilant." There was a black scar on Lehman's left eye that had almost blinded him. This scar added a hint of ruthlessness to him.
As a Dragon Whelp, he clearly had the ruthlessness and selfishness of his parents.
"You don't have any more spells, do you?" Although Garon was asking, his tone was firm. "In that case, the Ice Stalagmite is mine. Hand over the Crystal Cores too. Four Level Fours and one Level Five Crystal Core from before."
"You've got a big appetite …" Lehman's eyes flashed fiercely. All the muscles on his body bulged. His tiny body, which was half a man's height, gave off a strange sense of strength.
"Hoo …"
A faint Dragon's Aura emanated from his body.
This Dragon's Aura was clearly not something Garon and the other Dragon Whelps who had just come into contact with this thing could compare to.
Garon felt a strong wind blow against his face. His entire body felt as if it was carrying something heavy, and he started to feel strained.
Was this the effect of Dragon's Aura?
He was shocked. This was the first time he had seen Dragon's Aura being used in actual combat. This Lehman was definitely not an ordinary Dragon Whelp. To be able to achieve this at his age, he was clearly a high-ranking disciple in the clan.
"Interesting …" He only knew that Dragon's Aura could help strengthen his body. However, he did not know that this thing could actually suppress the opponent in battle.
His muscles bulged and relaxed, and instantly removed part of the Dragon's Aura's suppression. This bit of suppression was nothing to Garon's 21 points of strength.
He took a look at his own status.
'Safive — Strength 21-1, Agility 15 (14) -1, Vitality 12-1, Intelligence 17-1. Potential 19%. Soul Limit 170.
Level 1 Dragon's Aura. Level 1 Arcane Art Basics. '
His attributes were actually suppressed by one point on average.
However, even if he was suppressed, he could still use 20 points of strength. He was stronger than ordinary Dragon Whelps.
However, the reason why he did not rush forward immediately was because he was worried that the opponent still had some Enchanted Arts that he had not used. Once he was too close and was locked on by the Spirit Power, the Arts would not be so easy to dodge. He could only take it head-on, and that would be really dangerous.
Lehman looked at Garon, who was still calm, and had a bad feeling in his heart.
He did not know where this kid came from. Facing the suppression of Dragon's Aura, he seemed to be very relaxed.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a ball of white was shot out directly, smashing towards his nose.
Lehman was shocked and quickly lowered his head. Fortunately, he had practiced his combat skills well and reacted quickly, just in time to dodge this attack. However, just as he bent over, he saw a ball of white coming towards him.
Poof!
Lehman roared in pain and rushed towards Garon. He was angry out of humiliation.
And Garon was sure that he did not have any more Arts left, so he was not afraid and went straight for him.
Lowering his head to avoid Lehman's claws that were grabbing at his neck, Garon elbowed him and swung his tail fiercely, hitting Lehman's neck with a bang.
Bam!
He quickly pounced out and kicked Lehman's abdomen. His claws directly left several deep wounds on his abdomen. He could almost see the bones in his abdomen.
In just one exchange, Lehman, who was proficient in combat among the Dragon Whelps and could be considered an expert, was defeated in an instant. He could not resist at all.
Lehman slid far away, lying on the snowy ground, unable to move. His entire body felt as if it had been electrocuted. His entire body was slightly vibrating, and this vibration had scattered all of his strength, making it impossible for him to even get up.
He looked at Garon from afar and realized that the opponent did not rush over to kill him, but landed on the Ice Stalagmite.
Garon flapped his wings and stood lightly on the edge of the Ice Stalagmite. Defeating one Lehman was as easy as breathing to him. If they were not on the same level, close combat would only result in instant kills in his eyes. Lehman was only able to survive because he showed mercy.
"Ice Stalagmite … It's mine …" He smiled and squatted down, his claws lightly pressing on the light blue translucent Ice Stalagmite. Instantly, a surge of potential aura gushed out from his claws.
Hiss … Garon could not help but let out a comfortable gasp. In a short period of time, he had absorbed 10% of the potential aura.
"Good stuff!"
*****
Ka-chak.
Black metal boots stepped deeply into the snowy ground, sinking in.
A black knight's armor with green flames burning in its eyes slowly landed at the entrance of the tunnel outside the Ice Stalagmite.
"Escaped here, huh …" Its deep voice came from under the helmet, and it strode into the tunnel.
*****
Garon felt his heart tremble.
He did not know why, but when he looked around, he did not see any Dragon Whelps that could pose a threat to him.
The Ice Stalagmite was just beside his feet. He thought for a moment, and picked up the entire stalagmite, but the trembling in his heart made him restless.
The Soul Ring vibrated continuously, as if it could collapse and disperse at any time.
"Danger!"
Garon had encountered this situation many times. Because the Ancient Endor Demon Lords had excessively powerful souls, and because they were very compatible with the rules, they were very sensitive to the premonition of danger.
This situation was definitely not a coincidence.
Although he did not know why he felt this sense of danger, Garon quickly made a decision in his heart. Picking up the Ice Stalagmite, he decided not to look for the Level Five Crystal Core, and flew directly into the distant sky.
He had great strength, and as he flapped his wings with all his might, his speed quickly disappeared into the snowstorm.
"Garon!!" Boris shouted from below. But all he could see was Garon disappearing into the sky without looking back.
He was disappointed, and helped Saszt up together with Leona, who was the least injured.
"Why did he run?" Leona was sad. "Did he want to take the Ice Stalagmite for himself?"
"Forget it, he was the one who got it in the first place, and we didn't do much." On the contrary, Boris quickly adjusted.
Just then, he faintly felt a black flash in front of his eyes, as if something flashed past at high speed.
"Did something fly past just now?" he asked in shock.
"I don't think so …" Leona shook her head. "You must be seeing things."
For some reason, Boris frowned.
"I keep having the feeling that Garon isn't that kind of dragon …"
Not far away, Reyman, who was lying on the ground, had a deep sense of confusion in his eyes.
He was destined to become a Dragon King, and from the moment he was born, he had high hopes. All kinds of training and all kinds of resources were given to him. His talent was outstanding, and at the age of two, he had raised his Draconic Aura to Level Three, and his average physical fitness could even win against three Dragon Whelps alone.
But in front of that Dragon Whelp just now, he felt as weak as a baby.
"Am I too weak … or is he too strong …?" Reyman fell into deep confusion.
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