The sun gradually dimmed and sank below the horizon.
The air was gradually filled with a cold aura.
On the black plains, a large white 'tide' gradually surged out from a faraway place. It swept toward the area where Garon and the giant beast were.
They strangely avoided the giant beast's location automatically as if they did not see it. They continued to surge forward and soon arrived near where Garon was.
Inside the cave, Garon vaguely sensed movement. However, the guards stationed outside did not report back to him. He suppressed the uneasiness in his heart and continued to absorb the aura.
Hiss …
All of a sudden, there was the sound of insects biting something coming from outside the cave.
Beep …!!
Suddenly, the invisible temporary guard let out a sharp alarm.
Garon's heart skipped a beat. He quickly stopped absorbing and kept the lesser regalia in his spatial ring.
He turned around and looked at the entrance of the cave. Countless tiny white ants had surged in without him noticing.
A terrifyingly low temperature of negative seventy to eighty degrees Celsius accompanied the ant swarm as it rushed in.
"Ice Ant Tide?" Garon naturally knew about this natural disaster. These ice ants seemed small, only the size of a human palm. However, they were genuine second-level creatures. Their bodies were weak, but their teeth were indestructible. Even dragon scales were not hard bones for them to chew on.
Seeing so many ice ants rushing toward him, he heaved a sigh of relief. He would have been more worried if they were fire ants. However, he was an ice-type giant dragon as well. It was easier to deal with ice ants.
Garon spat out a mouthful of dragon's breath. His current dragon's breath already had the might of an adult giant dragon. The cold aura instantly made the ice ants more cheerful. Other than their hard teeth, their most threatening aspect was the intense low temperature that they carried. The temperature of negative seventy to eighty degrees Celsius continued to advance as they moved. Other than true ice-type creatures, ordinary creatures would not be able to withstand it. Moreover, this low temperature was mixed with some kind of ice element poison. However, Garon's physique was immune to it. If it were another peak 9th Rank Mage of the same level, it might be very troublesome, because one's magic power would always be exhausted. At that time, the ice element poison would enter one's body and become a fish on the chopping board. However, Garon's physique was different.
The large group of ice ants was hit by Garon's dragon breath, and their movements slowed down. At the same time, the cold aura made them feel that the existence opposite them was somewhat similar to their own kind.
The biggest characteristic of the Ice Ant Tide was that it only gnawed on creatures that weren't at low temperatures. On the other hand, the White Dragon's blood temperature was below zero. Naturally, it was a typical example of low temperatures.
Therefore, it was very easy for a large number of ice ants to swarm in and then retreat.
It was a false alarm.
Garon exhaled, but there was still a chill in his heart that could not be driven away. He looked around but still didn't find anything strange.
Heaving a sigh of relief, he was about to continue absorbing when suddenly, a humanoid shadow passed through his body like smoke.
Garon wanted to dodge, but he couldn't make it in time. However, he immediately realized that the other party had passed through his body directly. It was as if there was no physical body at all.
At the same time, he felt his body weakening slightly.
"Hiss …"
The humanoid creature condensed behind him and floated in the darkness of the cave. It was a humanoid figure formed by a mass of black smoke. There was no face at all, only blurry limbs.
"A shadow?" Garon was slightly stunned. "Isn't this a creature from the Spirit World?"
Shadows were very troublesome. Once they appeared in the Main Material World, it was something akin to a natural disaster.
They were immune to physical attacks, and even had a 50% chance of dodging enchantments and spell attacks. Moreover, every time they came into contact with a creature, the other party's power would be weakened.
This weakening of power was permanent, and was very annoying. Unless the shadow that was absorbing your power could be killed, you would lose the part of your power that had been absorbed by it forever.
Garon frowned slightly as he looked at the shadow before him. The most troublesome thing about them was not this, but the fact that the shadows usually appeared in groups.
Every time they killed a creature, they would develop it into their own derivative, becoming the next shadow. Therefore, under normal circumstances, the shadows would appear in groups. As a top powerhouse in physical attacks, Garon was most annoyed by this type of immunity to physical attacks.
His spell power was only at Level Five, and he didn't have any enchanted equipment.
Just as he thought of this, Garon saw more than ten shadows densely packed in the cave. His scalp suddenly went numb.
"This is troublesome …"
Just now, the shadow's pounce had taken away 0.5 of his power. If so many shadows pounced on him at the same time, wouldn't his power of more than 80 be wiped out in a few hits?
Originally, in the Main Material World, he still felt that his physique was strong and he was immune to spells. He didn't care much about spells and arcane spells, and thought that other than Level Eight space-time spells, there was no power that could compete with him. However, previously in Snow City, he had seen the physical attack warhammer strengthened by spells, and now the supernatural power of the shadows. Only then did he understand that the path of pure physical attacks was not the right path in this world.
"It's no wonder that even top warriors need enchanted equipment and divine weapons."
Surrounded by a group of shadows, Garon's mind spun rapidly, thinking of a way to escape.
This was the effect of restraint. Even if a Level Eight Great Wizard was here, it would be easier for him to deal with it. However, Garon could not.
Swish!
More than ten phantoms pounced on him. Garen could not dodge them in such a narrow space. Although he was extremely fast, the phantoms' speed was not bad either. They were just short of teleportation. It was obvious that these phantoms were also high-level goods.
The leading shadow appeared first. It let out a sharp chirp loudly, commanding the others to pounce.
Garon opened his mouth and spat out a large mouthful of Dragon's Breath, which hit two of the shadows. Although his Dragon's Breath did not count as spell damage, it was still a supernatural power damage, and it had a certain effect on the shadows.
The slowing effect of frost immediately appeared on the two shadows that were hit, but it did not cause any damage. As they were undead creatures, the cold could only reduce their speed, but could not kill them.
Garen dodged to the right abruptly. Surrounded by more than ten Phantoms, his body shrunk abruptly and shrunk to the size of an extremely small Dragon Whelp. Then, he rushed out of the gap in the encirclement by a hair's breadth.
Strictly speaking, it was meaningless to classify these high-level undead according to their level. Only targeted tactics could eliminate them. Without targeted tactics, even top warriors could only be tortured to death.
Garon dodged left and right in the cave, and every time he dodged the shadow's attack by a hair's breadth. This made the leading illusory shadow extremely annoyed.
Chirp chirp chirp chirp!!
It began to chirp loudly again.
Immediately, all the shadows' movements became more hurried.
Garon saw an opportunity and rushed out of the cave, coming to the surface.
He remembered that his semi-divine weapon, Despair Head, should have the soul attribute. Perhaps it could have an effect on these undead.
Thinking of this, he took out Despair Head from his Space Ring, grabbed it with his claws, and pressed it against one of the shadows.
The Despair Skull looked like an ordinary human skull. It was not eye-catching at all.
Moreover, after Garon came out, he unleashed his 80 points of Speed. Almost at the same time, he hit one of the shadows that pounced on him.
Chirp!!
There was a scream. This shadow howled, and quickly retreated as if it was burned by fire.
"It's effective!?" Garon was delighted.
Continuing to do the same thing, his Speed was as high as 80 points. After shrinking his body size, he was even more agile. The shadows were thrown around by him, and after a few exchanges, five of them were hit by Despair Head. Looking at their bodies, it was obvious that they lost a lot of black smoke.
The leading shadow was a little scared, and began to chirp, as if it wanted to retreat.
However, Garon made a surprising discovery. The potential aura of the Despair Head had increased a little.
Although it was only a little, he was very precise in this aspect. Moreover, he had been holding it in his hand, so he immediately felt the abnormality of the semi-divine weapon.
"Could it be that it has become stronger after absorbing the soul aura of these undead creatures?" Garon guessed.
He tried a few more times, chasing after the shadows that had started to escape, and continued to hit them.
After hitting a phantom five times in a row, it finally exploded with a puff, turning into a puff of black smoke that slowly dissipated. It was completely dead.
Garon could clearly feel that the potential aura of the Despair Head had increased again. He was overjoyed. If this method worked, he could use the Despair Head to hunt for souls. There was no need to follow the rules of the Blood Battle, where only the winner would get the souls according to their battle achievements. He could freely hunt for souls and turn them into potential aura!
Bang!
Another shadow was crushed by Garon, and it exploded. Garon instantly felt that the power that had been sucked away earlier had returned. The potential aura of the Despair Head had increased a little. Compared to when he took it out earlier, there should be an increase of five or six points. This was not considered small. Two shadows were smashed apart by him, and the rest fled in different directions. Garon was very satisfied with the harvest this time.
"It's equivalent to half a month of my natural income, haha!" Garon turned back to the cave, satisfied. He realized that the sharp protrusions on his back were getting longer, and the growth speed was obviously accelerating. He believed that it would not be long before he could evolve into the next form and continue to increase his attributes.
"It's said that the evolved form can randomly obtain a talent from the sea of origin energy. Some are elemental abilities, while some are supernatural abilities. Although not all of them are good, there are also bad ones. However, even if they are bad, if used well, there will be a great advantage. "
Garon was looking forward to the talent that his evolved form could obtain.
When an orthodox White Dragon reached adulthood, it would naturally obtain the talent Ice Mirror Technique, as well as Frost Engulfing (large area). However, he was different. He was still in his infancy, and he had already reached a level that no White Dragon in history had ever achieved.
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