"Neigh—!" Glastrier let out a shrill cry, blasting frigid air from its nostrils.
The icy air enveloped Fang Hang and the others, marking them with its aura.
"Alright. With his aura on you, you'll be able to move freely through the surrounding area and communicate peacefully with the pseudo-legendary Pokémon as well," Roy said with a smile.
The others looked astonished. Yang Bowen was about to ask something when Fang Hang, whose expression was full of uncertainty, stopped him. Only after Roy rode off on Glastrier did Yang Bowen ask in confusion, "Captain Fang, why did you stop me?"
"You idiot." Fang Hang said irritably, "Your instincts are way too dull... Haven't you considered what kind of Pokémon could make pseudo-legendary Pokémon tribes bow their heads? One aura alone lets us move freely here. And what kind of being would be the master of such a Pokémon?"
Yang Bowen's eyes gradually widened as he realized an incredible possibility.
Mo Xuexin had read more books and grasped the truth faster. She murmured, "The Legendary King and His black-and-white mounts..."
Roy was riding the mount of that "god"—a legendary Pokémon...
How was that possible?
They had only been in Crown Tundra for one day, yet Roy had already formed some unspeakable connection with that Legendary King.
The group was utterly shocked and sucked in cold breaths.
This freeloading... This ability to latch onto people... He truly was Dragon Country's strongest genius.
Led by the current patriarch of the Dragonite tribe, Roy arrived at their habitat.
Their habitat was on a mountain peak not far from the freshwater lake, while their sworn enemies, the Garchomp tribe, occupied another peak directly opposite them.
Both Dragonite and Garchomp fed on bird Pokémon, and the two tribes often fought aerial battles over food.
The Dragonite tribe