Control the Dragon of Time

Chapter 53 Fireball Technique

In the dragon’s nest covered with a layer of ice crystals, a pair of Platinum Dragon pupils slowly opened.

Galleon’s body moved slightly, and he wanted to spread his dragon wings to stretch his muscles, but the small dragon nest made his dragon wings hit the edge wall, leaving obvious scratches.

“It should be safe.”

He counted the time, he had slept for almost two weeks.

Now my belly is empty, and I feel a flood of hunger.

Galleon grabbed the broken armor and the rusted iron sword, along with the turbulent water, he quickly left the dragon’s nest at the bottom of the river, and reappeared in the arctic ice field in the crystal water splashing all over the sky. under the sky.

Bright and warm sunlight poured from the sky, gilding the snowy world wrapped in silver and white.

Galleon looked up at the sky and saw a silent sun, radiating light and heat, nourishing all things.

The golden sunlight fell on Galleon’s dragon scales, and for a while he was a little golden-bright and dazzling, and it seemed that he changed from White Dragon to Golden Dragon.

“The polar night passed while I was sleeping.”

The polar day is coming, and if there is no special bad weather, the sun will cover the polar ice sheet for half a year.

In the past six months, the snow and ice in many places will melt, revealing the yellow-brown permafrost below. Some plants with strong life force will also usher in the bloom of life after surviving the extreme night.

After watching the scenery of the extreme day for a while, Galleon’s dragon wings vibrated, his body turned into a straight white line, and he moved towards the ice cliff territory and galloped away.

It didn’t take long for him to return to the Ice Cliff Territory.

After throwing the two ancient treasures he had dug up into the dragon’s lair on the ice cliff, Galleon flew away from the dragon’s lair in the still whistling cold wind, and moved towards a place in the northwest corner of the territory. area flew away.

A few minutes later, a large group of mammoths appeared in Galleon’s field of vision.

These large wild beasts are wandering around in groups.

They look like elephants, but their bodies are stronger and stronger. The earth shook and the mountain quivered when they moved in groups, and they had a thick layer of hair all over their bodies. Lance’s snow-white mammoth tusk, the ivory used by the White Dragon Mother to make a face.

However, in contrast to their size, these mammoths are quite timid.

Or rather timid when it comes to dragons.

As soon as Galleon appeared, Dragon’s Might spread out, and a group of mammoths whose tonnage was not much worse than him suddenly softened their limbs, shiver coldly under the shock of Dragon’s Might’s supernatural spirit, not even running.

Bai has grown so big…

Galleon shook the head, diving low, and the dragon claw grabbed an adult mammoth forcefully and quickly pulled it up.

Lose one’s head out of fear instead, the force mammoth broke free from Dragon’s Might’s shock and moved around in midair.

Galleon lowered his head and exhaled a frosty Dragon Breath, freezing the large wild beast into a popsicle with no difficulty.

It is not a magical creature, nor is it a ferocious species. These guys have poor elemental resistance. They can’t stand it for even a second and die instantly.

After flying back to the dragon’s lair with the food, Galleon saw the pile of spell scrolls out of the corner of his eye.

He suddenly remembered that there is a very classic Fireball Technique in his spell scroll.

Galleon has never eaten cooked food since he turned into a dragon. At this time, when he thought of the meaty taste of cooked food, he couldn’t help swallowed saliva and said.

“Isn’t it a bit extravagant to use the Fireball Technique spell scroll to cook meat?”

Galleon picked up the Fireball Technique scroll.

Somewhat different from his until now imagination is that Fireball Technique is not a very low-level spell, not a one-ring two-ring, but a three-ring spell.

One more step up and you’ll be promoted to the median spell.

On purely formidable power, some four-ring spells are not necessarily comparable to Fireball Technique.

“I’ve never used a spell scroll before, and I need to practice using the Spell Vortex in the future.”

Galleon thought of a suitable reason, and the dragon claw moved, and the scroll was suddenly turned. up the spell reel opens.

Whoosh!

A rich fiery-red elemental aura emerges from the spell scroll, which automatically burns.

Galleon’s eyes moved, and spirit strength poured into it.

The use of spell scrolls is discussed in the Principles of Casting.

One is to tear it open directly, move towards the enemy and throw it, like throwing a grenade in the roughest way.

Although it is easy to accidentally injure friendly troops, it can be used by ordinary persons who don’t have any knowledge of spell.

Secondly, after tearing it apart, use the spirit strength to guide the magic power stored in the spell scroll, lock the target, and complete the casting.

This method of use is very accurate and not prone to errors, but only sorcerer can use it in this way and cannot be popularized.

Galleon channeled the magic of Fireball Technique and locked the body of the mammoth next to him.

The flame shrank immediately and turned into a small Fireball the size of a pea. It looked harmless to humans and animals, and even a little cute, but Galleon could clearly perceive the highly compressed Fire Element inside. energy.

Under Galleon’s control, the little Fireball slammed and landed on Li Mammoth’s stump with a cracking sound.

Break!

The air shook violently, a heat wave assaults the senses.

The dazzling and turbulent flames burned, covering a space area with a radius of about seven meters, wrapping the whole mammoth in the flames and burning.

Galleon blinked, secretly surprised by the effect of this classic spell.

“It’s a pity that I don’t have the spell knowledge of the Spell department.”

He thought of the spell brilliance he saw a week ago, and yearned for it.

The spreading flame was gradually extinguished without the support of the oxidant, but the flame ignited on the mammoth was still burning.

Soon, the rich meaty aroma of cooked food wafted one after another, making Galleon’s stomach gu gu.

After waiting for a while, Galleon blew out the flames and ate happily as the aroma of mammoth meat filled his nostrils.

Because there is no spice and the heat is not well controlled, the mammoth meat cooked this time is not delicious, but Galleon is still satisfied because it has not been cooked for a long time.

Cooked food and blood food have their own merits in the taste and taste of dragons. One is rich in aroma and the other is extremely delicious, and he can accept both.

It wasn’t long before Galleon licked his lips after eating a mammoth.

He went to grab another mammoth, and this time he planned to eat it frozen for a change.

But just as Galleon returned to the Dragon’s Nest and had not yet started to eat, a loud shout of excitement, mixed with the sound of the wind, reached Galleon’s ears.

“Master, Wuga has something good for you!”

“You will love it!”

Good thing?

Could it be the magic gem I told you about… Galleon thought to himself.

Don’t guess, don’t guess, the protagonist doesn’t raise children, he is just a two-year-old little dragon.

(End of this chapter)