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Rebirth as a Time Dragon: A DND Chronicle

The endless, cold, hard ice fields of the far north. Winter wolves stalk, frost tigers hiss and giants roar. ......... Many creatures brave the snowy skies to fight for survival. At the same time, a white dragon hatchling with the power of time breaks out of its shell and... ----------------------- It's 1 chapter per day at 1 p.m. (Arizona) in every novel I upload. 3 daily chapters in each novel on patreon! p@treon.com/INNIT ----------------------- DISCLAIMER The story belongs entirely to the original author.

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Chapter 181: Celebrate for Me

Roar bared his fangs, his face ferocious as he began to speak, "No, you all—"

Before he could finish, a dragon's might, strong as a storm, came from afar, cutting off what Roar intended to say.

Two red dragons turned their heads simultaneously.

In the red dragons' view, a silver dragon under the red sky stretched out a streak of silver light, approaching at an extremely fast speed. Because of its speed, the giant dragon's body friction with the air's dense fire elements caused ribbons of flames to form around it.

The dragon hadn't arrived yet, but its profound and heavy might had already reached here.

Simultaneously, the human spellcasters of the Alpha Tribe also felt the surging, storm-like dragon's might.

The dragon's might didn't carry malice, targeting no one in particular.

But just brushing past them, these powerful spellcasters felt a palpitation as if facing a top predator, their hearts skipping a beat, faces slightly changing.

"This is..."

Anya's heart skipped a beat, momentarily forgetting to breathe.

Her gaze became unprecedentedly solemn as she turned her head to look at the sky, following the source of the dragon's might.

Under the fiery sky, the fast-moving silver light, along with burning flames, caught her eye.

"A legendary dragon."

"This is the Eternal Dragon from the prime material world."

"Prime material world..."

Anya murmured softly, unblinkingly staring at the silver dragon.

Garon used a five-times accelerated flight, appearing in everyone's view and arriving above the Alpha Tribe in what seemed like only a few breaths' time.

"Lord Garon, why have you come?"

The previously ferocious red dragon became docile in front of Garon, asking in a low voice.

"The Fire Dwarves informed me of the situation here."

Garon surveyed the Alpha Tribe from above as he spoke.

As the Fire Dwarf Elder said, the Alpha Tribe's population was around one thousand, including adults, elders, and children, totaling nearly twelve hundred human presences.

However, the number of spellcasters here truly astonished Garon.

More than two hundred spellcasters, their elemental spirit light and magical tides filling his sight.

Most of the Alpha Tribe's spellcasters were low-ranking, but there were also mid-level spellcasters, and even one of a high-ranking.

She was a 1.73 meters tall woman, with a curvy figure, young and beautiful.

"Indeed, one-fifth are spellcasters."

The silver dragon glanced over each Alpha Tribe spellcaster, causing them to tense up.

Although they were prepared after hearing from the Fire Dwarf Elder, seeing such an exaggerated proportion of spellcasters still surprised Garon.

"Hmph, those little dwarves don't understand the power of red dragons; there was actually no need for you to come."

"Before long, these people will choose to submit under the wings of a true dragon."

The red dragon, unable to make the Alpha Tribe submit, spoke hardily to Garon.

Garon turned his gaze to Roar, who just spoke, his eyes calm yet carrying a special oppressive force, making Roar's scalp tighten.

The male red dragon's face stiffened slightly, guiltily lowering his head.

Though his words were strong, he knew that these humans couldn't be easily conquered.

"This tribe's number of spellcasters seems off, too many."

"I've never seen any human nation with this proportion of spellcasters."

Gresha, slightly more rational than Roar, whispered to Garon.

Red dragons, though arrogant and disdainful of other creatures, were not fools. The Alpha Tribe's size yet having such a number of spellcasters made Gresha somewhat incredulous.

Garon nodded slightly, remaining silent.

His gaze moved down, eventually settling on that relatively good-looking face.

For just a tribe of over a thousand people to have more than two hundred spellcasters, including a high-ranking mage, would be a widely known event on the Noah continent.

Even nations with a population of a million had a very limited number of high-ranking spellcasters, each a highly esteemed entity.

If there was a nation where one in a thousand could be a high-ranking spellcaster, that nation could sweep across the Noah continent with unstoppable force, establishing an immortal magical empire.

With determination, such a magical empire could defeat ninety-nine percent of the prime material world and even reach the outer planes without difficulty.

The humans of this tribe had a terrifyingly strong talent in magic.

Garon, observing them, had already decided he must have this tribe.

Coincidentally, Anya was also looking up at the sky, her gaze meeting the silver dragon's, feeling as if those platinum dragon eyes were the embodiment of time and age, irresistibly drawing her in.

Startled, the high-ranking female mage quickly shifted her gaze away from the silver dragon's eyes.

Whoosh! The silver dragon retracted its wings, disappearing from the spellcasters' view.

Before they could recover, it had already landed on the ground below, calmly watching them.

Seeing this, the two red dragons also dived down, eventually standing silently behind Garon on either side.

The spellcasters of the Alpha Tribe were greatly alarmed.

The opponent's speed exceeded their reactions, meaning if the legendary true dragon had attacked just now, they would have been unable to resist, suffering heavy casualties in an instant.

Buzz, buzz, buzz. Flame shields were deployed, and the spellcasters' expressions became tense.

The high-ranking female mage turned to look at her people and said, "This powerful legend from the prime material world clearly bears no malice; there's no need to be so tense."

"If he wanted to attack, having these flame shields would have made no difference."

The spellcasters hesitated, and the flame shields surrounding them slowly dissipated.

"Hello, my name is Anya, the leader of the Alpha Tribe."

After stabilizing her people, the high-ranking female mage looked up at the silver dragon.

Compared to the tribe's buildings, the dragon's body blocked the sky's firelight, casting a shadow over Anya.

"You already know why I am here."

Garon got straight to the point, his voice deep.

"Now, make your choice, swear loyalty to me, or continue to refuse."

His gaze was calm, his dragon face expressionless.

This straightforwardness left Anya unsure how to respond, especially without knowing the silver dragon's alignment.

Anya hesitated.

If the silver dragon shared the same temperament as the two tyrannical red dragons, refusing again might mean the Alpha Tribe's disappearance from this world.

Two hundred spellcasters, including her as a high-ranking mage, were a force to be reckoned with anywhere, but undoubtedly, they were no match for a legendary dragon.

Moreover, the opponent had adult red dragons as subordinates.

"May I ask, if the Alpha Tribe insists on refusing, how will you treat us?"

Anya had many concerns, but her intuition told her the silver dragon before her was not a malevolent evil dragon.

Evil dragons wouldn't have such eyes.

So, she asked directly.

Garon paused for a moment, then under the high-ranking female mage's gaze, said, "I am determined to have this demi-plane; it will soon become my territory."

"In my territory, I do not allow creatures disloyal to me."

"So, you have no other choice."

Opening a portal and driving the Alpha Tribe out of the magma demi-plane was an option.

But Garon wanted this tribe with exceptional potential as his followers, so he didn't offer this choice.

Just a simple conversation and observing the spellcasters' facial expressions told him the tribe was not of the type to die rather than submit. The red dragons couldn't subdue them simply because their power wasn't enough.

After receiving Garon's response, the high-ranking female mage's brows furrowed slightly.

As a high-ranking mage, she had the means to leave the magma demi-plane.

But the Alpha Tribe couldn't leave the magma demi-plane.

Generations of ancestral teachings kept them away from the prime material world, living here to avoid conflict as much as possible.

And the elemental giants had a pact with the ancestors of the Alpha Tribe, not causing them trouble.

Among all flesh-and-blood clans, the Alpha Tribe had the best existence.

They rarely interacted with other clans, living a peaceful, quiet, albeit dull life here.

However, this life was about to be disrupted by the appearance of a legendary dragon.

"Forgive my frankness, although you are a legendary true dragon, there are also two legendary elemental giants here not inferior to you."

"You should be clearer than me about the strength of legendary elements."

"They will not tolerate foreign beings wanting to take control here."

Anya shifted her perspective, speaking earnestly.

Garon smiled, a sharp confidence flashing in his platinum dragon eyes.

"I am well aware of the strength of legendary elements, but I am still determined to have this place."

The calm words of the silver dragon carried the confidence to overcome all obstacles.

Even if the two legendary elements joined forces against him, an outsider, he still had Balton, a legendary servant, not outnumbered.

Equipped with the Wrath of Winter, Balton would surely trouble the elemental giants.

Hearing Garon's words, Anya bit her lips a few times, then looked up and said softly, "We, the Alpha people, have our pride. Although you are a legendary creature, simply asking us to swear loyalty to you outright, most people in the tribe won't agree; we live well here."

At this point, under Garon's increasingly sharp gaze, Anya continued, "However, I heard strong confidence in your words."

"If you truly defeat the elemental giants and become the sole ruler of this place, the Alpha Tribe is willing to become your followers, receive your protection, and contribute our modest strength."

"What do you think?"

Anya maintained a calm, rational communication with Garon.

The rest of the Alpha people remained silent, not objecting to what Anya said.

Garon looked at the high-ranking female mage, grinned lightly, and said.

"Prepare to celebrate for me."

Subduing the tribe by force and making them submit was possible.

But Garon didn't want that.

He valued this unique Alpha Tribe.

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