Shifting Stars

Garen, who took in this scene, looked enlightened.

He carefully looked at the baby dragons and could sense an obvious aura from them. It was the aura of a top predator in this world, the Dragon's Might.

In the dragon's inheritance, it was more accurate to say that it was ferocious.

Adult dragons relied on their Dragon's Might. With a thought, they could make many creatures in the territory unable to move and their minds were frightened.

When fighting people of the same level, Dragon's Might could also play a certain role in suppressing the other party's mind. It was a very powerful supernatural ability.

As for supernatural abilities, they referred to abilities that were not affected by magic resistance and were very difficult to counter and dispel. The dragon breath of the dragon race, including the Time Manipulation ability that Garen had just obtained, were all considered supernatural abilities.

"Young dragons also have Dragon's Might, but they can't control it freely. They aren't so strong that their prey can't move. Instead, they disturb their prey."

After returning to the dragon's nest, the White Dragon Mother was still sleeping on the huge ice crystal bed, as if she would never wake up.

Garen found a place to lie down. As he closed his eyes to rest, he slowly felt his aura.

He was able to capture his prey because of the acceleration of his Time Manipulation. He forcefully used the huge difference in speed to capture the other party. Like the three small dragons, the Dragon's Might also subconsciously emitted.

This was not good.

Especially when they were weak, the uncontrollable Dragon's Might would instead become a signal, allowing the enemy to follow the Dragon's Might to find the location of the baby dragon.

The first lesson of a baby dragon was to learn to control its ferocious ability and Dragon's Might.

It was not only Garen.

Hill, Charles, and Tom were like him. They were all working to control the Dragon's Might and not let it leak casually.

The difference was that after Garen realized that he needed to control the Dragon's Might, he only spent more than half an hour to gain control of it freely.

This talent was one of the benefits of the Time Dragon's physique.

In the introduction of the Time Dragon in the dragon's inheritance, there was a sentence: Any knowledge, skill, or language belongs to the Time Dragon.

What it meant was that any skill that could be learned and controlled through cultivation was easy for the Time Dragon to master. For example, when he borrowed the White Dragon Mother's magic gem, he easily learned the subtle control of magic power.

Because it took a lot of mental strength to try and control time, after figuring out the release of the dragon's might, Garen closed his eyes and slept.

This sleep was only for the sake of quickly recovering his mental state, not a dragon slumber that could promote the evolution of his body and obtain new abilities. A dragon slumber required enough time and energy reserves. It was not a process that could be undergone casually.

Not long after, Garen was woken up.

He turned around and saw the beautiful and huge White Dragon Mother stretching her dragon wings. Her light yellow dragon eyes were filled with satisfaction because she had slept comfortably enough. However, this satisfaction immediately disappeared after seeing a few baby dragons.

It seemed that the White Dragon Mother did not like baby dragons, Garen thought.

Immediately, the White Dragon Mother left the dragon's nest. After returning, she captured another magical creature that had already been killed and frozen. It was a Winter Wolf. This snow-white wolf was almost a magical creature below the dragon race.

When the baby dragons' eyes lit up and they pounced at the food, they were stopped by the White Dragon Mother.

She drew her sharp dragon claws across the wolf's body and divided it into four parts. The largest piece was pushed in front of Garen, and the smaller three were given to Hill, Charles, and Tom.

Garen blinked and began to eat without holding back.

A magical creature like the Winter Wolf was not something that baby dragons could come into contact with at this moment. Only the White Dragon Mother could provide it. It was a good food that could greatly promote the growth of baby dragons. The meat contained rich energy.

If not for the fact that the White Dragon Mother had clearly divided the share, he would have wanted to snatch some more from his brothers and sister.

As for the reason why the White Dragon Mother gave him the most, Garen knew it very well.

He grew the fastest and was the most powerful among this batch of baby dragons. To the evil dragons who respected strength, even the food supply to the baby dragons followed this principle.

The weak could only be ruthlessly eliminated.

The three little dragons revealed unwilling expressions and stared at Garen's food with obvious greed in their eyes. However, with the White Dragon Mother around and having already suffered a huge loss in Garen's hands, they did not dare to snatch it at all.

After delivering food to the baby dragons, the White Dragon Mother fell asleep again.

He did not know what was so great about sleeping that she could not bear to wake up.

After Garen finished eating, he rested for a moment. When he was full of energy and stamina, he flew out of the dragon nest and hunted alone.

In order to grow quickly, he needed a large amount of food, the more the better. If the White Dragon Mother did not give him enough, he could only capture it himself. Fortunately, there were no powerful magical creatures near the Ice Cliff Dragon Nest, causing him to have fewer worries.

Moreover, to be chosen by the White Dragon Mother as her territory, the hunting resources here were indeed relatively rich.

When the three little dragons saw Garen leave the dragon nest to hunt, they quickly made the same choice.

Garen relied on his physique that was stronger than ordinary baby dragons and the acceleration of Time Manipulation. Every hunt was filled with rewards. Only when his mind and stamina were a little exhausted did he choose to return to the dragon nest to rest.

After recovering, he would begin a new round of hunting.

Under the extreme daylight, time slowly passed.

While hunting, Garen was still trying to figure out the other abilities of the Time Dragon. However, perhaps because he was not old enough, he did not obtain anything useful. Regardless, some combat techniques slowly developed as the number of hunts increased.

As for the three little dragons… most of the time, they returned in a sorry state.

However, as dragons, even the weakest White Dragon among the five-colored dragons was not an ordinary magical creature. After a few weeks, the three little dragons gradually learned to retract their Dragon's Might and became proficient in fighting underwater or under the ice. They no longer starved like before.

The White Dragon Mother held an irresponsible attitude and only hunted a magical creature for the baby dragons every week.

Every time this happened, the baby dragons would be the happiest.

The flesh and blood of magical creatures were the best food for baby dragons. Be it energy or various nutrients, it was countless times richer than ordinary beasts.

Without exception, Garen was favored and obtained the most share every time, causing the three little dragons to be envious, jealous, and helpless.

Life became very repetitive next.

It was not interesting, but it was safe and stable.

Hunting, exploring abilities, waiting for the Dragon Mother to feed him, beating up the dragon brothers and dragon sister since they could not help but provoke him once in a while, and sleeping…

Time passed quickly. Such simple and fulfilling days went by.

The sun rose, the moon set, and the stars shifted around in the sky.

After experiencing the extreme night and day, when the entire Northern Ice Fields was enveloped by the night, a six-meter-long white beast with an eight-meter wingspan jumped out of the Ice Cliff Dragon Nest and soared in the whistling cold wind.