Chapter 97 The Wolfheart Clan
High above the Extreme North Ice Field, at an altitude of several thousand meters, the biting Cold Wind cut like a knife, and it was rare to see any signs of life.
At such heights, the frigid air currents were enough to deter most flying creatures; only a few Magical Creatures would occasionally venture this far.
Meanwhile, Brian was freely flapping his Dragon Wings, sometimes spinning, sometimes diving.
He looked down at the vast sea of clouds below, feeling incredibly exhilarated.
Three years—it had been three years since he finally gained the power to roam the Extreme North Ice Field with confidence. The strength represented by this colossal dragon body was even greater than Brian had imagined when he first awakened.
The effect of the Dragon Soul Stone on him, an anomalous Time Dragon, was truly exceptional.
His connection with the River of Time had deepened once again, and Brian's efficiency in absorbing the power of time from the River of Time Water had increased severalfold.
After thoroughly understanding the new abilities he had gained from this growth, Brian was certain that he had acquired most of the abilities of a Time Dragon Newborn Dragon.
And a Time Dragon Newborn Dragon was a legendary creature.
Even a Time Dragon Newborn Dragon that had just hatched a few weeks ago might be weaker than a typical legendary creature, but no creature below legendary strength could pose a threat to any Time Dragon Newborn Dragon, even right after it hatched.
Moreover, Brian was not newly hatched; he had already learned quite a few spells.
This growth had significantly increased his mental power, allowing him to delve deeper into learning high-level spells. Once he mastered all the high-level fireball spell variants that Morton had researched, Brian was confident he could hold his own against a legendary Spellcaster.
However, despite his significant increase in strength, Brian did not become arrogant enough to think he was invincible.
Not to mention the existence of gods, those demon princes from hell or the Abyss, devil lords, or even the elemental lords from the elemental planes were not entities he could afford to provoke.
Brian had left the Ice Cliff Territory this time to recruit a new batch of followers.
A colossal dragon body meant he needed more and higher-quality food to satisfy his equally increased appetite. Brian did not like wasting his time on hunting, even though he had an infinite amount of time.
He set his sights on the pack of winter wolves he had encountered before.
The Lord of the Ice Field?
Brian wanted to see just how proud a Magical Creature that could earn the title of Lord of the Ice Field was—whether it would choose to become his follower or prefer to die rather than submit.
With an abundance of time power, Brian used the Acceleration State to travel.
His speed surpassed the speed of sound, appearing as a straight silver-white line in the sea of clouds, like a phantom, flying directly towards the winter wolf gathering place.
The agility of a True Dragon was not directly proportional to its age and size.
Due to a multiverse-level spell targeting the Dragon Tribe, the larger the True Dragon, the more it was suppressed by the Prime Material Plane, often making it more sluggish unless it mastered many spells to enhance its agility or traveled to other planes without the Prime Material Plane's suppression.
Brian was also affected by the Prime Material Plane's suppression.
In his normal state, his agility was not as good as his large dragon body before he fell asleep.
However, his Time Manipulation abilities were enough to compensate for this. Even though the Acceleration State's limit only doubled his speed, now reaching a maximum of six times speed, it was still enough for Brian to move like the wind, with astonishingly fluid movements.
The flight speed in the Acceleration State was extremely fast, and in a very short time, Brian arrived at his destination.
The area where he last saw the winter wolves.
This was not a plain but an undulating Ice Field forest filled with towering trees.
Snowridge pines, each dozens of meters tall and somewhat resembling the Sherman trees on Earth, rose from the ground, standing like giants.
The fierce Cold Wind of the Extreme North Ice Field couldn't shake their trunks in the slightest, only managing to feebly sway some branches and treetops, shaking off the snow accumulated on the leaves.
Brian looked down at the dense Snowridge Pine Forest, his gaze sweeping over the area, discovering many Ice Field creatures living there.
The biological resources in this Snowridge Pine Forest were incredibly rich.
The giant Snowridge pines shielded the area from wind and snow, allowing many ordinary trees, firs, and shrubs to grow in the lower areas, adding rare patches of green to the white world.
It was precisely because of the existence of the Snowridge Pine Forest that many powerful biological communities lived nearby or within it.
Ogres, Extreme North bears, trolls, minotaurs, winter wolves...
Using his long-distance vision from high above, Brian's gaze penetrated the thick canopy and quickly locked onto his target.
A total of nineteen winter wolves were lying beside a Snowridge pine, licking each other's snow-white fur, seemingly having just finished a hunt and now resting.
Nine adult winter wolves, each about two and a half meters long, and ten smaller wolves that looked like domestic dogs made up the entire pack.
Though the number might seem small, this was already a relatively large winter wolf pack.
Winter wolves, as Magical Creatures, were different from ordinary wolves. Typically, they formed packs of six to nine. A pack of nineteen winter wolves was enough to sweep through this Snowridge Pine Forest.
Despite their smaller size, each adult winter wolf had strength comparable to a ferocious frost tiger.
However, their instinctive senses were not as sharp as those of ferocious tigers. While Brian observed the pack from high above, they remained unaware.
Only the largest, tiger-like Alpha Wolf seemed to sense something.
It looked around, appearing somewhat uneasy, likely reacting to Brian's gaze but unable to pinpoint its source.
Brian's eyes flickered, and he extended his Dragon Wings, beginning his descent.
His descent was not fast, but due to his colossal dragon body, he still carried an indescribable aura and presence. The Cold Wind and blizzard seemed to arise and intensify because of him.
When Brian's Dragon Wings blocked out the sunlight, casting an increasingly distinct shadow on the ground, the winter wolves covered by the shadow raised their heads warily.
Upon seeing Brian, the winter wolves immediately bared their fangs, crouching low.
They assumed a highly tense combat stance, emitting low growls.
A few young winter wolves, brimming with elemental energy, were bold enough to attempt using spell-like abilities to attack Brian.
The Alpha Wolf, its pupils reflecting Brian's image, hesitated for a moment before opening its fanged maw and using the Common Language to stop the young wolves.
"Don't act rashly. Let's see what it wants."
