Under the night sky, in the sky above the ice plains of the extreme north where the cold wind whistled, the true dragon was bathing in the blizzard and flying with its wings flapped.
The Dragon's powerful wings flapped, covering the sky and the sun, blocking out the moonlight that was not bright to begin with. The strong wind that it brought up also rolled up the blizzard in the sky, making the falling goose-feather snow unable to get close at all.
It was rare to see a Dragon galloping through a Blizzard.
However, what made all the creatures in the ice plains of the extreme north who noticed this scene even more terrified and reverent was that there was not only one true dragon in the sky.
A total of three super-large true dragons, carrying a terrifying Dragon's might, left three long traces in the blizzard. The goose feather-like snow falling from the sky parted in front of them in fear, and then gradually closed behind them.
