Under the deep night sky was a white ice world.
The dense snow was like white elves falling from the sky, drowning the entire Northern Ice Fields in snow.
The storm carried snow. In such weather, even Garen's vision was much lower. He had no choice but to fly hundreds of meters in the air and stare at the snow in the sky to find suitable prey.
At this moment, he did not use his naked eye to directly find his prey. Instead, he used the Detection Spiritual Light.
For most magical creatures, if they did not have some natural camouflage ability, the elemental energy flowing in their blood would be observed by spellcasters in the form of spiritual light.
Some mages would determine the strength of the other party through the strength of the spiritual light and decide whether to fight or dodge.
Of course, this method was only for reference. Any magical creature with a little disguise ability could converge their spiritual light within a certain range.
For example, because of the powerful anti-magic effect of the dragon scales, ordinary detection spells could not see the elemental spiritual light in the body of a True Dragon. Coupled with the fact that True Dragons had long-range vision and stronger biological perception, generally speaking, when one discovered the existence of a dragon, it also meant that they had already been noticed.
In fact, because of the diversity of creatures, magical creatures would show spiritual light that was far stronger than their strength to scare away enemies.
Back to the topic, in the blizzard-ridden Northern Ice Fields, if Garen wanted to find traces of magical creatures in the vast world, using the Detection Spiritual Light was the best choice.
However, in such weather, even magical creatures would not move around casually. Most of them would stay in their nests.
If the nest was deep and thick enough, the detection would also be useless.
Because there were more creatures than in the south and more prey, Garen was flying south.
Garen felt that with his current strength, as long as he did not court death and provoke a Legendary Mage, he could almost do whatever he wanted on the continent. After all, dragons were the creatures at the top of the food chain.
He was gradually mastering the true ability of the Time Dragon.
Moreover, although White Dragons had always been called the shame of the five-colored dragons, that was compared to other True Dragons.
Adult White Dragons were magical creatures that could dominate the continent. Not many people wanted to provoke an adult dragon, no matter the type.
Garen's current body had already reached the level of the young White Dragon. Moreover, he knew all the spell-like abilities that the young White Dragon could master. He was no different from ordinary young White Dragons.
The most different thing was that he still had the true identity of a Time Dragon. His overall strength was already enough to step out of the Northern Ice Fields and wreak havoc.
However, he felt that there was no need.
As long as the Northern Ice Fields could satisfy his food needs, he would not leave here easily.
With the help of the violent cold wind, Garen used his stamina-saving gliding flight. His dragon wings felt the strong wind and made a slight sound.
He lowered his head and looked down at the white world. His platinum dragon eyes carefully searched every inch of the ground below, wanting to find suitable prey.
The further south he went, the higher the temperature became. Moreover, the intensity of the snowstorm decreased. Garen had already seen many ordinary beasts, including some large beasts. He even saw a few ferocious beasts.
The so-called ferocious beasts did not have any spell abilities but were special beasts that mutated under the nourishment of elemental power and usually had extremely powerful bodies. Most of them were large creatures that could unleash the ability of their race to the limit.
Every ferocious beast was a terrifying hunter.
Garen was not interested in hunting the ferocious beasts.
These guys all had extremely sharp senses. Their biological instincts were powerful, causing them to be very troublesome to hunt.
Most importantly, the gains after a successful hunt were not good. The flesh and blood of a ferocious beast did not contain elemental energy, so the effect of eating it was not stronger than a few Giant Feet Yak.
Before long, Garen passed by the head of a ferocious tiger.
This snow-white ferocious beast that was ten meters long raised its head and glanced at Garen. Its body arched warily, and its four limbs grabbed the ground, ready to attack.
"Silver Aether Tiger of the Northern Ice Fields. Tsk."
Garen glanced at the ferocious tiger and marveled at its size in his mind. Then, he continued to move without looking back.
The meat of a ferocious tiger was not very delicious and its combat strength was very strong. Moreover, Garen's goal was a magical creature and he did not want to be entangled with the ferocious species.
When Garen's dragon wings flapped and gradually disappeared from its vision, the Silver Aether Tiger gradually retracted its gaze and continued to lie in ambush in the thick snow, patiently waiting for its ignorant prey.
In the sky, Garen continued to fly and looked down to search for suitable prey.
About twelve minutes later, his eyes lit up and excitement appeared on his face.
A relatively conspicuous elemental spiritual light passed through the snow and attracted his attention.
Turning around, in Garen's vision, a polar bear that was also snow-white in color and had a heavy body with hair like steel needles was carefully moving against the snow as if it was protecting something.
"Northern Violent Bear…"
The moment Garen saw it, he recalled the first meal that the White Dragon Mother had brought back for the young dragons.
Perhaps it was because this was the first time he had come into contact with the flesh and blood of a magical creature that it had left a deeper impression on Garen's young mind. The taste of the Northern Violent Bear had always been unforgettable, especially the chewy and delicious bear palm.
When he recalled it now, the dragon saliva was quickly secreted and he felt hunger in his stomach.
The Northern Violent Bear in Garen's vision was even larger than the one his White Dragon Mother had brought back.
As a bear with a very thick and solid body, if it stood up like a human, it could reach nine meters in height. It was undoubtedly a colossus, and the visual impact was almost not inferior to the 12-meter-long Garen.
Because of the dragon's body, the long tail and neck occupied a large portion of its body.
If Garen was on all fours, his shoulder height would be about 2.5 meters, and when he stood up, he would be more than six meters tall, about half the length of his body.
"It can be used to test my new ability."
In the Northern Ice Fields, it was already an upper-level predator on the food chain. Due to its strong body and powerful spell-like ability, there were few natural enemies.
Unfortunately, the dragon was one of them.
When Garen discovered the Northern Violent Bear, the other party also discovered him.
The reason why the Northern Violent Bear was called the Northern Violent Bear was that their temper was quite bad. They were those boorish creatures who were either fighting or on the way.
However, what surprised Garen was that when the Northern Violent Bear in front of him saw him, it only assumed a combat posture immediately and let out a low roar filled with warning.
The roar passed through the whistling wind and clearly entered Garen's ears.
Garen did not think too much about it. He stared at the Northern Violent Bear and focused his consciousness. He took a deep breath.
The power of time was mobilized by him and lingered beside him, accelerating the flow of the River of Time around Garen.
Acceleration State: 5x Speed.
The dragon wings suddenly flapped, and Garen's body instantly transformed into a white afterimage that pierced through the vast snow. Like a straight line, he quickly swooped down towards the Northern Violent Bear.
In the eyes of ordinary people, when Garen flew at five times the speed, the other party could not even see his shadow.
At this speed, Garen was like a huge dragon bullet that left the barrel. In an instant, he pounced in front of the Northern Violent Bear.