Chapter 103 The Eternal Dragon
Brian thought for a few seconds, glanced up at the ever-flowing, illusory River of Time, then smiled and uttered four words.
"The Eternal Dragon."
When it comes to titles, they are usually given by others, but since it was needed and he had enough confidence, Brian didn't mind choosing one himself.
Dragons typically liked to choose grandiose and arrogant titles for themselves, so the name "Eternal Dragon" wouldn't attract too much attention. People would just think it was another arrogant dragon who didn't know its limits.
However, what Brian didn't know was that some stories about him had already begun to spread in the Southern Nations.
These stories came from a few humans who had escaped by luck, but after multiple retellings and embellishments, they had become somewhat exaggerated and distorted.
Some poets had even written short verses about Brian.
His dragon wings burn with an unquenchable flame, surrounded by cold wind and ice.
His followers are fierce, not weaker than the high ranks.
He is the wing of ice and fire, the dragon of frost and flame, the master of fire and extreme cold, the white dragon of destructive fire magic.
...
Brian was unaware of all this.
Back to the main point, when Brian mentioned other creature tribes, especially the minotaurs, the winter wolves all perked up their ears and instinctively bared their fangs.
This unusual reaction caught Brian's attention.
Stewart took the initiative to explain, "The Minotaur Tribe has shamans who use some strange abilities. Combined with the large number of ordinary minotaurs, they have repeatedly tried to take over Snowridge Pine Forest."
"Although we have led the wolf pack to repel them many times, they keep coming back, causing us considerable trouble."
Strange abilities?
Brian was curious about what kind of strange powers these battle-loving minotaurs could possess. He asked, "What kind of abilities?"
Stewart thought for a moment and then recalled, "They have some totem runes carved on their bodies, which are the source of their abilities."
"Their abilities are not like spells, but they can also manipulate elemental energy, causing the earth to roll, stones to form pillars, and altering the terrain."
"..."
"When fighting the minotaurs, I felt as if the earth had gained intelligence and was cooperating with them."
Stewart described his experiences and feelings when battling the minotaurs to Brian.
After listening, Brian fell into deep thought.
The earth gaining intelligence... The rich knowledge in Dragon Heritage gave Brian a hypothesis, but he wasn't entirely sure yet.
After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Is there a significant power gap between you and the minotaurs?"
Stewart replied, "In Snowridge Pine Forest, we have the advantage of the terrain, and they are at a disadvantage in battle. However, if we leave Snowridge Pine Forest and go to their tribal territory, they can exert slightly more strength than us."
Brian nodded, pondered for a few seconds, and then said, "Now, I order the Wolfheart Clan to carry out your first task as my followers: conquer the Minotaur Tribe."
"This is a test for the Wolfheart Clan, a way to prove that you are worthy to fight for me."
"I will not intervene personally."
"However, since you are my followers, I will provide you with some assistance."
Next, Brian performed the dragon vein transformation on the adult winter wolves and the few ferocious wolves.
The young winter wolves, who had not yet matured, were not eligible for the dragon vein transformation.
Dragon vein transformation is not entirely safe; creatures whose bodies are not strong enough to withstand the power of dragon blood often die during the process.
When he performed the dragon vein transformation on the Arctic Ice Spirits, some of them exploded into fragments.
After bathing in dragon blood, the winter wolves and ferocious wolves became drowsy and would soon enter a brief period of sleep.
As winter wolves, their cold-attribute bloodline was highly compatible with the dragon blood, and they quickly acquired a faint dragon aura.
After instructing the winter wolves on their duties as his followers, Brian flapped his dragon wings and left Snowridge Pine Forest, his figure gradually disappearing into the sky thousands of meters high.
Before long, he returned to Ice Cliff Territory and entered his Dragon's Lair.
Compared to the dense forest, he preferred the open view of the towering Ice Cliff.
Brian had been awake for a few days.
He had renovated and expanded his Dragon's Lair, and the space was now just right for his size.
The only downside was that the gems that used to cover the floor, making it just right for him to lie down, now seemed too sparse and thin, leaving Brian somewhat dissatisfied.
Having grown accustomed to the comfortable feel of gems, switching back to ordinary items made him feel a bit uncomfortable.
After returning to his Dragon's Lair, Brian flicked his dragon tongue and deftly retrieved a spatial ring.
With a flash of light, a spell scroll marked with the emblem of the School of Evocation and a high-quality fiery red staff appeared in Brian's hands.
The Vortex of Fangs, a seventh-circle evocation scroll, was originally intended as a trump card.
He thought he might use it in battle against the human army, but in the end, he didn't need it.
For him now, the scroll's effect was relatively ordinary. While still useful, it was far from being a trump card.
After putting the Vortex of Fangs scroll back into the spatial ring, Brian held the small Red Flame Staff and closed his eyes.
Injecting his mental power into it, a strong sense of connection immediately emerged, pointing directly to a certain place in the south.
The previously vague sense of connection had become as clear as reality with Brian's enhanced mental power.
He opened his eyes, looked south, and pondered.
"It seems I need to visit Luna and ask her about the true purpose of the Red Flame Staff, which was worth sending a two-thousand-strong army to the far north Ice Field to retrieve."
Most likely, Luna knew about the connection between the Red Flame Staff and the unknown in the south.
Before she left Brian's Dragon's Lair last time, she had told him the location of her territory, which was deeper in the far north Ice Field to the north.
Now that he looked more like a silver dragon and appeared more heroic in the eyes of a silver dragon, Luna might be more willing to be honest... Brian thought to himself.
