Breathe and become cold.

Cold air, inhaled into the lungs.

As far as the eye can see, a piece of silver is covered in snow, and countless towering ancient trees tens of meters high stand in the forest, and the snow covers the mountains.

Overhead, there is a huge mountain wall tens of meters high.

The heat lingered around him, and the snow melted and turned into flowing water.

This is a huge cave on top of a cliff.

It's really big.

And it is full of traces of man-made construction, which is by no means the work of nature.

Lothar's eyes were full of doubts, I was before, wasn't it in Rashid, and later... It should have been hit by the ghost dragon's death-defying counterattack.

This is by no means Egypt.

Egypt doesn't have a snow in a hundred years, not to mention the vegetation that looks like boreal coniferous forests and the sclerophyllous evergreen forests of the Mediterranean coast, which can be distinguished at a glance.

So, the ghost dragon's counterattack before death sent itself to Northern Europe?

Lothar suddenly felt a splitting headache, and he rolled on the ground, banging his head against the wall like crazy.

Sturdy dragon scales emerged from his body, rumbling against the rock wall, stone chips flying.

"No, no, I was invited by the human king with Shermel to deal with another human country, the climate in the south is more suitable for my survival, and the food provided by humans is more delicious, but then..."

"What Shermail?"

"Haven't I always lived here?"

"This is my dragon's lair."

His body was rapidly distorting, and the black triangular scales covered his body in a neat and orderly manner.

The red lines between the cracks in the scales seemed to flow with hot molten slurry.

The broad fleshy wings are connected to the forelimbs, and the sharp claws extend out like a cutter.

On the top of its head, its crown is crowned with knotted dragon horns, and on its neck is a row of sharp bone spurs that resemble fish fins.

In the blink of an eye, he turned into an extremely large Karelian dragon, and the cave that had originally looked unusually wide was now much narrower than his colossal body.

The dragon fluttered its wings in confusion and let out a long dragon roar—a sound that shook the sky, snow fell, countless hibernates, and the hidden beasts fled in terror.

"What was I doing?"

The dragon's face was humanly puzzled.

It pondered for a while, and finally chose to give up: "Forget it, it doesn't matter what it is, it's time to go hunting." This awakening is time to reserve energy for entering the youth stage."

"Where are you going?"

"Alright, let's go to the human town not far ahead."

"It's been decades since our last visit, and by the nature of human beings, they've been multiplying for at least two generations or more. It was a sweet little snack that was the first meal I woke up to."

The dragon felt empty of saliva from between its teeth, and when it remembered the smell of those little things, it felt empty in its stomach, and it longed to eat all the living people in the whole town.

It thought so and flapped its wings.

The wings had already blown a gust of wind, but for some reason, it stopped in the distance, stunned.

"Humans are such delicious food, but why do I feel disgusted when I think of eating people?"

"Besides, shouldn't we go and find out about this human settlement first, if they prepare the Golden Giant Crossbow to Block Demons, or invite some powerful spellcaster, wouldn't they be in danger?"

These thoughts, which should never have existed, flashed through the dragon's mind.

Sniff out!

As if talking to himself, the dragon's face showed a burst of disdain: "I am a dignified juvenile peak consummation, and I can be called a high-level dragon species in the half-step youth."

"It's just a bunch of mortals, even if it's used to stop it

Will the magic gold be able to shoot the great dragon?"

"Those human spellcasters are even weaker, and they are pitifully weak."

"I can scorch them all into charcoal with just one breath."

Wait, what a pinnacle, the Great Perfection is messy, where did I hear these strange statements.

A hint of doubt flashed in the dragon's eyes, but soon all thoughts in its head were suppressed by hunger, and it flapped its wings again, setting off a violent wind, and leaped down towards the abyss, its broad dragon wings blowing up.

The earth receded rapidly.

Hurricanes are around.

Before the falling snowflakes could fall on the scales on their bodies, they were scorched and melted.

"Fun!"

"That's what it's like to fly!"

The dragon let out a long roar, probably because it had been asleep for so long that its first flight after waking up was really pleasant.

It's fast.

It wasn't long before it saw the outline of the town in its memory.

The town was clearly larger than it had been before its slumber, with wooden walls, watchtowers, and huge towns of thousands of people enclosing them, banners embroidered with trident coats of arms fluttering over the walls, and dozens of samurai dressed in full chain mail and wrapped in thick felt robes on the wooden walls.

As the dragon's colossal body revealed above the town, the human warriors below immediately roared as if they had gone mad.

It doesn't understand what these people are shouting.

But its superior eyesight allowed it to clearly see the almost frozen look of horror on the faces of these warriors - hahaha, they didn't seem to believe my existence at all, didn't these human ancestors tell him my legend?

There was a look of anticipation on the dragon's face, "What a bunch of interesting little guys, so please me."

Its massive body swooped down.

It didn't spew dragon breath, it was too boring, and it was a waste to go down and turn the entire urbanization into ruins.

When the dragon flew again, its hind paws had pinched a screaming man,

It threw the man into the sky like a juggler, then tilted its head up, waited for the man to fall, and swallowed it in one gulp.

The terrible scream made it can't help but let out a low roar of excitement.

The human fear, the wails of the dying, and the insignificant resistance when they are in a desperate situation, are so funny.

Only such prey is more interesting to play with.

Otherwise, if it's just to fill my stomach, why don't I just fly out into the sea and catch a sea beast?

Ha, what do I see?

A human being who is surrounded by spiritual brilliance is the most nourishing person to eat, and can make himself enter youth more quickly.

What, dangerous?

I'm a high-level dragon at the pinnacle of the half-step youth consummation, just a human being!

The dragon's face was full of disdain, and it fluttered its wings and swooped again, and the strong wind pressure rolled up the thick snow on the ground, turning it into a storm, and its huge body smashed the wooden walls and houses like bulldozers.

Its scorching body temperature roasted layers of snow.

Among the humans, the weak warriors in wire surrounded the human with a magical aura, and although fear was written on their wrinkled faces, they still raised their branches to it.

Come on.

Let me see your insignificant counterattack.

Let me listen to your pleasant wailing.

The dragon's heart was pounding rapidly, and the intense excitement made the lava lines on its body brighter by three points.

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