If there had been any outsiders within this ferocious Blizzard, they would surely have been stunned by the sight before them.
A dragon stronger than an ordinary Sword Saint, one capable of surviving—and even thriving—in such a devastating Blizzard, was over a hundred meters long and countless times larger than a human. Yet when it collided head-on with a tiny human, it was utterly overwhelmed, sent flying off the snowy mountain and crashing into the snow.
"Roar!"
At that moment, even the Ice Dragon itself seemed dazed, as though it could not believe that it had been forcibly knocked down by a human as tiny as an ant.
Though they were monsters, true dragons possessed great intelligence. They were no less intelligent than humans, and some were even smarter.
This Ice Dragon was the same. It had been born highly intelligent, and after living for several thousand years, its wisdom was already no less than that of aged Court Mages with extensive knowledge.
That was precisely why it had its own peculiar tastes. It liked humanoid sculptures and would bring frozen humans back to its lair as decorations rather than simply swallowing them whole.
Some of the humanoid statues on the snowy mountains had even been deliberately created by it.
Even if humans who trespassed into this Forbidden Zone could survive within the Blizzard, if they unfortunately encountered this Ice Dragon, their fate went without saying.
This Ice Dragon would also occasionally leave this polar region to attack humans outside, freeze them into sculptures, and bring them back to its lair.
It was clear that this Ice Dragon possessed considerable intelligence. At the very least, it definitely belonged among the highly intelligent monsters.
However, precisely because of that, dragons generally possessed outrageously high pride.
Once it realized that it had