After Garon became the clan leader, the White Dragon Clan was officially renamed as the Winter Dragon Clan. They left the White Dragon Mountain.
The White Dragon Mountain's main material plane stronghold was furious and sent out troops. However, Garon stayed in his own territory and absorbed the two Master-level souls. As expected, the two Master-level souls were shredded into pieces by Garen and he ate them like oatmeal. After absorbing a large amount of memories, he managed to condense two new Soul Seeds in just two days' time.
The eighth Soul Ring also started to condense.
The further the Soul Ring, the slower the progress. The Despair Skull and Death Bracelet, one absorbed Potential Points while the other sorted out the comprehension fragments, complemented each other perfectly. Garon started to wonder if he should take the initiative to search for the souls he needed …
After all, he was the Calamity Dragon and not the honest White Dragon King.
After hearing that the White Dragon Mountain actually sent out a punitive force, Garon was instantly interested.
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"What? Clan Leader, you want to take the initiative to attack? "The newly selected White Dragon Guard Captain, Annie, exclaimed.
"What's the fuss about?" Garon laid lazily on the ice sculpture throne and looked at Annie and the group of White Dragons below with stunned expressions.
"Since the team sent by the White Dragon Mountain is already targeting me, I don't need to be polite to them."
"But …!" Annie wanted to say something but Garon raised his hand to stop her.
Ever since Garon could transform into a human, he had always been in a human form. He sat on the throne and looked around at the people below.
"I'll leave the clan's affairs to you guys. If there's anything, you can crush the crystal outside my cave and I'll get the news immediately." Garon would not be tied down by a clan. It was a chaotic period now, the Void Creatures and various major planes were fighting and killing each other. When the order was at its most chaotic, it was the crucial time for him to hunt for soul fragments.
Since it was confirmed that souls with high comprehension could help him condense Soul Seeds and Soul Rings, it seemed like the Deception Demon Master's method was indeed very effective.
Garon's mind turned and he suddenly understood why so many Demon Masters and True Spirits started a massacre the moment they arrived. It was not only because of the Enneahedron. Since he had already fallen behind the other Demon Kings and Demon Masters by so much, it would not be right to continue being so lazy.
"The Cold Winter Tower's shroud will protect the entire Dragon King Peak. I've already laid down a special spell. Temporarily put the surrounding area into the Maze range. " Garon waved his hand and scattered a small patch of silvery-white seed-like particles, which landed in the hands of the White Dragons present.
"This is an Enhancement Seed that I specially made. You can choose whether to consume it or not. After consuming it, it will increase your overall physical fitness, but you will never be able to turn against me. You can decide for yourselves. "
Garon looked at the few White Dragons who still wanted to say something. He couldn't be bothered to waste his breath, so he used the Teleportation Spell and instantly disappeared from the throne.
More than a hundred Distorted Seeds had been released. The first batch was mainly released from the strongest White Dragon Annie, as well as a large number of Abyss Vengeance Fortress demons. These distorted seeds couldn't control their consciousness, but they could make it impossible for them to ever pose a threat to the mother, Garon. Moreover, they were linked to the mother, Garon's safety. If Garon died, they would die too.
After casually scattering a bunch of Distorted Seeds, Garon directly teleported back to the Cold Winter Tower.
Nadia was still unconscious in the tower, while Rosta and Elise had already been released by Garon. However, they could only move around on the first floor of the Wizard Tower and couldn't go out.
Garon directly teleported to the floor where they were.
The two fellows were having lunch. When they saw Garon walking out of the teleportation circle in the shadows, the two of them immediately stood up together.
"Sir Garon," Rosta was the first to speak.
"What are your plans? Are you going to leave this place or stay? "Garon asked casually and sat down beside the two of them.
He was not very interested in these two Void Pursuers. Powerhouses of this level were at most Level Eight or Nine in this world. He had plenty of such subordinates.
"Since I've already said that I'll be loyal to you, I won't go back on my words," Rosta quickly replied. "Moreover, we've come to this world without a stronghold that can protect us. Sooner or later, something will continue to happen," he smiled bitterly.
Elise who was beside him nodded in agreement.
"Originally, we were chasing after the Nine-Headed Dragon King, Nadia, but now … even she's not much stronger than a baby. What's the point of our chase?" Elise's expression was calm, as if she had already gotten over it. "The descendants of Ancient Endor no longer need our protection. The True Spirit has reappeared. Our existence is no longer important."
Garon muttered to himself and casually threw out two Distorted Seeds.
"Eat this. It can increase your strength. Then, the second floor has a library of basic general knowledge. You can go and read it yourself. I'll give you access to it. As for the rest, you can grow and evolve through killing in this world. Ask Snail for the specifics. "
He waved his hand and a pen floated over from not far away. He picked it up and wrote down an address. That was not an address in the ordinary sense. It was a special dream address that only Void Creatures and the Ancient Endor civilization could understand.
"Just contact him in the dream. He'll tell you all the things you need to pay attention to in this world."
"Thank you, sir!"
The two of them quickly bowed and thanked him. Garon disappeared in an instant. The two of them looked at the Distorted Seeds in their hands and smiled bitterly.
It was obvious that this was something used to guard against them.
When Garon appeared again, he was already in the isolation room on the fifth floor.
This floor was mainly used for treatment. All kinds of medical facilities, magic circles, books, and instruments were here.
Nadia was lying in a ward. She seemed to have woken up and was staring blankly at the faint sunlight outside the window.
Click.
Garon opened the door and walked in.
"How's your recovery?" He walked in with a smile and looked at the beautiful girl on the bed. Nadia was lying on the bed quietly. She had long black hair that reached her waist, and her snow-white skin that was as still as porcelain. The moment she saw Garen, her eyes widened.
"It's you!!"
She cried out in shock.
"That's right. It's me." Garon walked over with a smile and sat beside the bed.
"Looks like you're not doing well …" He reached out and touched Nadia's face lightly.
"What are you doing?!" Nadia was furious. "Don't think that you can … just because you saved me!" She did not know how to describe Garon's actions.
"Can what?" Garon dodged her hand. His hand appeared at its original position as if it did not move at all. He pinched Nadia's soft and delicate face lightly.
"You're my captive now. How about it? Do you want to beg me to let you go?! "He chuckled.
"Don't even think about it!!" Nadia wanted to condense a weapon but realized that her whole body was sore and she could not exert any strength. Her face turned even paler.
"Garon!!!" Her dark eyes were about to spit fire. "To think that I had some appreciation for you back then!!"
"Appreciation?" Garon suddenly pulled her over. The two of them were face to face. "Back then, you gave me a few good beatings!!"
His hot breath blew on Nadia's face. She immediately turned her head away awkwardly.
"If it wasn't for that, do you think you can suppress me?!!" She shouted angrily. "Kill me if you can!!"
"Kill you?" Garon finally found an old friend who was fun to play with. How could he let her go so easily? "Why should I kill you? We're old friends. Killing you won't do me any good. "He let go of Nadia and let her lie back down on the bed.
"You bullied me for so long. Now that the tables have turned, it's my turn to bully you." Garon was in a good mood and joked casually.
"You'll be dead when I'm healed!!" Nadia was infuriated to the extreme. She gripped the white blanket tightly as she glared at Garen. Behind her, a ferocious shadow of a Nine-Headed Hydra was faintly condensed. However, the aura of this shadow was nothing compared to the current Garen.
"Alright, alright. Don't be naughty. Rest well. You can look around and use this floor as you wish." The reason Garen came over to tease Nadia was to relax his mood. As expected, his mood improved while Nadia's mood worsened.
She built her happiness on someone else's pain.
Garon suddenly felt that he was too evil.
He rubbed his chin. No matter how he looked at Nadia, he found her pleasing to the eye. It was rare to see a familiar old friend in this strange world. Although their relationship was complicated and it was difficult to distinguish friend from foe, there was still a sense of familiarity.
After leaving the Cold Winter Tower, the plan that he had formulated in the beginning was finally going to be executed. Ever since he obtained the Deception Demon Master's method, Garon had always had a crazy plan. There was only a short ten years left. If he couldn't obtain the power to protect himself in this period of time, once the war broke out and the True Spirit Demon Master fought against the Gods, anyone who wasn't at the God level would be an ant in the chaotic God War.
Garon didn't have much ambition to dominate. He only hoped to obtain the power to protect himself in this war.
But even so, this was still a rather extravagant dream. Now that things had come to this, he could only fight to the death.
After carefully packing up everything, Garon brought along a map of the entire Northern part of the Prime Material Plane. He quietly left the Dragon King Peak.
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On the vast snowy ground, pure white snow fluttered and fell.
In mid-air, below the pale white sun, there was a gigantic sphere that looked like a globe moving at high speed. It was surrounded by a ring of satellites. The entire sphere was white and almost couldn't be seen in the heavy snow.
The sphere was at least a thousand meters in size. There were many exquisitely carved ring-shaped spaces on it. In each space, there were men and women of all ages wearing white robes with a white dragon pattern on their chests. These people slowly patrolled their respective spaces.
At the very top, there was a small empty platform on the sphere. At this moment, there was a sentry standing lazily on it. This guy couldn't help but yawn.
"Seriously, we actually have to use the Battle Fortress. Wouldn't it be better to just jump and teleport over such a short distance? We still have to fly over slowly. I really don't know what those elders are thinking." The sentry muttered. Blue lightning danced on his fingertips, showing his astonishing spell attainment. Such an ordinary sentry was actually at least a Level Five Arcane Wizard.
"Stop complaining. I'm sure we'll be back soon. There are very few opportunities to use the Battle Fortress in the first place. Coming out this time is just a deterrent. In fact, we might not necessarily fight." Another sentry who came up from behind to take over the shift laughed casually.
"Recently, there have been more Void Creatures. We might have to go to the battlefield one day. I guess this time is just a drill." The sentry from before shook his head.
"You're quite far-sighted, but I think …" The sentry who came later suddenly stopped talking. "There's a situation!" His expression turned serious as he looked at the snowy sky in the distance.
Beep beep …
Suddenly, a sharp alarm sounded from the Battle Fortress.
"High-energy Creature approaching at high speed!" The Tower Genie in charge sounded the alarm. "Please issue the identification command!"
In the middle of the Battle Fortress, in a spacious control room.
Two white-haired and white-bearded elders sat on two high-back chairs respectively. They frowned as they looked at the scene outside the crystal glass outside.
"It's so fast!"
"Bordeaux, it might be a dragon of the same race. Should we make a move?" The other elder looked at the elder sitting in front of him.
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