Taking a deep breath of the cold frozen air, Garen retracted his gaze and looked at the dead two-headed ogre.
It was still frozen in the ice crystal. The lifelike expression on its face maintained the unwillingness and fear before its death. The black fog blood vessels and the black tentacles behind it had already disappeared after using the divine technique as if they had never existed.
However, the evil aura that had once made Garen deeply afraid still lingered in his mind.
"How did the two-headed ogre come into contact with this Sun God?"
His short thought was interrupted by an excited roar. Uga Bone Crusher ran over excitedly and prostrated himself before Garen. He said in an excited tone, "Lord True Dragon, you really killed Thyra!"
"The Bone Crusher Tribe will become your strongest arm and sweep away all obstacles for you!"
Garen glanced at Uga Bone Crusher who was carrying a black hammer. There was no obvious expression on his dragon face.
However, he was still relatively satisfied with this ogre with relatively high intelligence. The black hammer that Uga Bonecrusher was carrying now was surrounded by a faint blood-colored spiritual light. Garen could feel the flow of the surrounding elemental power.
This was not an ordinary weapon. If the two-headed ogre held this black hammer and staff and fought Garen at the same time, he might not be able to deal with it like this.
It was a spellcaster, but its powerful body was also a major component of its overall strength.
"Let's go, follow me to the Bone Crusher Tribe!"
Garen roared, his voice surging and shaking the air.
Then, he grabbed Uga Bone Crusher and the two-headed ogre who had already frozen to death in the ice crystal. He waved his dragon wings and his body immediately rose to a thousand meters in the air. The ice ground in his vision seemed to have turned into a beautiful map.
In the bowl-shaped basin terrain, the ogres of the Bone Crusher Tribe surrounded the large pot, as usual, picking their noses and scratching their feet.
As for the main food in the pot, it was the white-furred tiger that Uga Bone Crusher had just hunted. It was cut into pieces and thrown in randomly. There were also some indistinguishable plants and other pieces of meat.
The ogres mainly ate meat, but they were absolute omnivores. Moreover, they generally did not like to eat blood food raw. If they had the conditions, they would cook food.
Some of the ogres discussed excitedly who was stronger, Uga Bone Crusher or the leader.
This was because in the entire Bone Crusher Tribe, only Uga Bone Crusher and the two-headed ogre had reached a height of three meters. They were a head taller than the other ogres, and most of the ogres were about 2.7 meters tall.
"Uga is definitely not the leader's match. The leader can use spells."
"That's not necessarily true. Uga has just become an adult. He might be able to grow stronger."
"The leader is already old."
"…"
The ogres held their own opinions and chatted around the large pot.
A moment later, a sharp-eyed ogre vaguely saw a small white dot in the night sky that was gradually enlarging.
Eh?
That seemed to be a dragon?
An ogre rubbed his eyes. When the little white dot became clear in his vision, he immediately opened his mouth in fear. He could even stuff a large fist in.
"Dragon, dragon, dragon… There's a dragon in the sky!"
The ogres looked up and saw Garen.
Bright and shiny white ice armor, brilliant platinum dragon eyes, ferocious claws, and a mysterious ring of black scales… The Dragon's Might assaulted them, causing the ogres' breathing to become difficult.
However, the ogres were ferocious in nature. After discovering that Garen was not an adult dragon, they returned to the house and picked up their weapons. Most of them were large clubs, and one or two were carrying huge axes.
They waited solemnly and stared at Garen who was descending towards the Bone Crusher Tribe.
In the air, Garen looked at the performance of these ogres with a strange expression.
A moment later, he had already lowered to dozens of meters in the air.
Before Garen could completely land, an ogre carried a huge rock. The muscles on its arm bulged and it suddenly threw the rock at him.
"You're quite bold."
Garen spat out a mouthful of Frost Dragon Breath. The huge rock that flew towards him was instantly frozen by the ice-blue Dragon Breath. It stopped and was wrapped in the Dragon Breath while falling to the ground.
Whoosh!
The Frost Dragon Breath swept past the first ogre and froze it into an ice sculpture.
In order to establish his dominance and intimidate this group of ogres, Garen did not show any mercy. The frozen ogre was already dead.
"Crawlers, if you dare to attack a True Dragon, you have to pay with your lives!"
Garen roared in a low voice and spoke in the Giant language.
At the same time, he threw out Uga Bone Crusher and the two-headed ogre leader.
Bang! Bang!
Uga Bone Crusher got up and roared at his stupid compatriots, "Do you want to die? You actually attacked the great True Dragon!"
"Leader Thyra is already dead. Now, the Bone Crusher Tribe will belong to the True Dragon."
When the other ogres saw that Garen had instantly killed an expert of the tribe, they were already a little afraid. When they heard Uga Bone Crusher's words, they looked at each other and did not dare to move.
Garen maintained the mystery and dignity of a True Dragon. After landing on the ground, he only calmly stared at the ogres in front of him and did not speak anymore.
Uga Bone Crusher became his mouthpiece. Relying on the Dragon's Might, Uga heavily smashed the black hammer to the ground and said, "I'm done speaking, does anyone object?"
"If you're unwilling to submit to the True Dragon, only death awaits you!"
"Those who are willing to submit, kneel to the great True Dragon!"
"In the future, I'll lead the Bone Crusher Tribe under Lord True Dragon and spread his name!"
The feeling this guy gave Garen was that he was a relatively qualified lackey and could help him manage the ogre tribe in the future. Garen could not be bothered to talk to ordinary ogre creatures with rash personalities and simple minds.
Most of the ogres were frightened by Garen's might. After hesitating for a moment, they knelt down and announced their submission.
Garen watched this scene quietly. After all the ogres, regardless of gender or age, submitted to him, he said in a low voice, "From now on, the Bone Crusher Tribe will become my servants. You will eliminate obstacles for me and tear apart the enemy!"
The dragon's voice carried a shocking sense of pride. Coupled with the Dragon's Might, it made the ogres bury their heads deeper.
The Bone Crusher Tribe had never really fought a dragon, but the records passed down by their ancestors made them know the immense power of dragons.
Although they were forced to submit helplessly, more than half of the ogres had a submissive look in their eyes that even they did not sense. Ogres were a race that advocated the survival of the fittest. After Garen displayed the power of a dragon, they were not so resistant.
As for the brave ogre who was the first to die, no ogre looked at it anymore.