The Frost Dragon Reigned Supreme, and the Other Shore Flowers Bloomed by the Nether River (3K)

"Fuck! A Frost Giant Dragon!"

"I actually got to see a Frost Giant Dragon! A living one!"

There were many kinds of Epic Lifeforms, and the Frost Giant Dragon ranked near the top in fame among them.

Its reputation was even greater than that of the Five-Colored Dragon.

The Hegemon Dragon Lord, a terminal dragon addict who was determined to carry the dragon lineage through to the end, stared wide-eyed at the Frost Giant Dragon. It was as if he had seen a naked woman—no, this was far beyond that.

A true macho man should play with dragons.

The Hegemon Dragon Lord had pored over the illustrated records of Epic Dragons countless times. Among the many dragons, his favorite was not the Red Dragon or the Gold Dragon, but the Frost Giant Dragon.

There was no other reason. The Frost Giant Dragon was imposing and domineering enough.

Now that he had seen one with his own eyes, he reaffirmed that this was truly the troop type he had most anticipated and desired.

Unfortunately, this dragon was not his.

The dragon was being ridden beneath someone else.

"Tian Yuan."

He murmured.

To be honest, he had been somewhat unwilling to accept the death of his general, the Scarlet Flame Dragonkin Hogg.

He felt that Hogg had been careless. Otherwise, he would not have been struck down by that seemingly harmless Blue-haired Girl. He had even gone out of his way to search for her whereabouts, wanting to avenge his subordinate.

Unfortunately, General Duo Lai had flown too fast, and he had failed to catch up.

But now, as he gazed at the Frost Giant Dragon crossing the wilderness, the Hegemon Dragon Lord's thoughts began to change.

"This man can control a Frost Giant Dragon. Hogg's defeat doesn't seem so unacceptable after