Hearing Garon's threat, Hill's face showed hesitation, clearly contemplating what choice to make.
At the same time, Garon on the snowy ground had already released the two pitiful dragon brothers and said to Hill, "I'll count to three. If you still haven't decided, I'll fly up and beat you."
The next second, while Hill was still hesitating, Garon's dragon mouth stretched into a smile.
"Three!"
Boom!
Dragon wings vibrated, Garon took a deep breath, and shot into the sky at an extremely fast speed. By the time Hill had just reacted, he had already flown in front of her, his large head forcefully raised, then slammed down on Hill's small and exquisite head.
Normal dragonets definitely didn't have Garon's flight speed.
In fact, even he had just discovered it.
When his attention was highly focused, the flow of time around him seemed to speed up, the transitions between movements were as if he had turned on fast-forward, extremely swift and agile, like being under the effect of an acceleration spell.
Duang!
Facial armors, equally mirror-like, collided. Hill covered her head and was knocked back several meters, letting out a cry of pain, then shouted, "You only moved after counting to three! That's cheating!"
Garon chased after her, grabbing the little female dragon and giving her a good beating, saying, "Yeah, I only moved after counting to three. What's wrong with that?"
A few minutes later, the little female dragon was also pressed down on the snow by Garon, her belly turned up as she begged for mercy, acknowledging Garon's boss status.
"These dragon whelps, none of them listen unless they get a beating."
Garon stretched his limbs. Hill, Charles, and Tom, the three little dragons with bruised faces, looked at each other, all seeing the schadenfreude in each other's eyes.
But as soon as they saw their own reflections on each other's facial armor, they couldn't help but glare at Garon.
Bang bang bang!
After three punches, Garon shook his dragon claw, which was clenched into a fist, and said, "Glare again, and I'll beat your heads crooked."
The three little dragons shrank their necks, not daring to meet Garon's gaze.
Proud and arrogant dragonets were almost fearless, and only violence could subdue them.
Garon hummed a little tune, suddenly feeling that dragon life seemed pretty good. The evil dragon's carefree and strength-respecting nature deeply pleased him.
A total of four dragonets soared within a one-kilometer radius of the dragon nest, gradually dispersing and searching for prey in their sight.
Within the White Dragon Mother's territory, centered around the ice cliff dragon nest, powerful magical creatures or large beasts like ferocious dinosaurs had all been driven away, killed, or taken as familiars by the White Dragon Mother.
The closer to the dragon nest, the safer it was.
Unless they were extremely unlucky, dragonets were rarely killed near their dragon mother's nest.
Soon, Garon's eyes lit up as he spotted a fox wolf.
Fox wolves were not magical creatures, just beasts at the bottom of the food chain, and dragonets could easily crush them.
He flapped his wings and swooped down, extending his dragon claws to grab the fox wolf.
When Garon's spirit was highly concentrated, the feeling that the surrounding time flow had sped up came again, and his speed increased sharply at the same time.
The fox wolf had just sensed the aura of a predator, and its movement to burrow into the snow was not even halfway done when it was caught by Garon's dragon claws. With a snap, its neck was broken.
This fox wolf was similar in size to a normal wolf, about one and a half meters long. After Garon ate it, the hunger in his belly lessened a lot.
But he still felt hungry.
Because he was in the high-speed stage of physical growth, dragonets had strong digestive abilities and got hungry just as quickly.
However, he wasn't in a hurry to continue looking for prey right now, but was pondering his abilities.
The week-long slumber, besides making Garon's size increase by a circle, had also given him an ability similar to time acceleration.
This ability seemed to be passive. Garon didn't understand the specific principle, but he was certain that after his spirit became highly concentrated, he would gain an acceleration effect of about fifty percent.
It wasn't a simple increase in movement speed.
Rather, it was because the speed of time flow had become faster on Garon, increasing his overall speed by fifty percent, including attack speed, dodging speed, reaction speed, and so on.
As for the Chronal Reversal he had unintentionally used last time, the means of borrowing time from his future self, Garon also wanted to try using it actively.
But several attempts yielded no results.
However, judging from the situation of the several attempts, he suspected that it wasn't that he couldn't use it, but that his future self was too stingy and unwilling to lend it.
"Forget about Chronal Reversal for now, let's thoroughly research this time acceleration ability first."
With this thought, Garon moved. While searching for prey, he verified and tested his newly acquired ability.
Just like that, half a day passed. According to the usual cycle, it should have been night, but the sky hadn't changed at all.
This was due to the unique geographical environment of the extreme northern ice field. Here, the cycle of day and night wasn't based on a 24-hour period, but on six months, or half a year.
Six months of polar day, the sky forever bright.
Six months of polar night, the sky forever pitch black.
It was currently the polar day.
Garon's face was a little tired. He landed on the snow-covered ice field, pressing out a faint dragon-shaped indentation, his eyes showing a thoughtful look.
"The limit of the acceleration effect is one times, and it can also be actively controlled."
"Using it multiple times in a short period doesn't make the body feel anything, but it causes mental fatigue, a kind of tiredness like staying up all night when I was human, and my head becomes dizzy."
"It can only accelerate myself, not decelerate others."
After roughly figuring out the effects of the ability, Garon thought for a moment and decided to give this ability a name.
But before he could think, a name directly surfaced in Garon's mind through the inherited memories.
Time Manipulation.
Garon: .....
"It's called Time Manipulation, but how can it only accelerate me?"
He had originally wanted to name it Time Acceleration, but since this ability already had a fixed name, he didn't plan to change it.
Time Manipulation could only be used for acceleration, and the limit was only one times. It was probably because he had just mastered it. Maybe in the future, it could reach an effect worthy of this name... Garon thought in his heart.
The current Garon was no longer hungry. Relying on the acceleration ability of Time Manipulation, he had hunted a lot of food.
Although most of the creatures living in this harsh region were clever and vigilant, even ordinary beasts could detect Garon's aura, but they couldn't escape his pursuit.
Without lingering for long, Garon flew towards the dragon nest not far away.
Before reaching the dragon nest, he saw the two dragon brothers and the little female dragon, all looking dejected, as if they had been hit hard.
Seeing Garon, Hill took the initiative to ask, "Garon, how many prey did you catch?"
Garon frowned slightly and said, "Do you want another beating? Call me Garon-ge."
Hill was a little unconvinced, but still weakly called out "Garon-ge." Only then did Garon answer with satisfaction, "Not many, about ten or so. Just fox wolves, white-furred tigers, cold leopards, and other beasts."
"Ten or so?" Charles' eyes widened.
"You must be lying to a dragon," Tom said in disbelief.
As soon as Garon heard this, he knew why these little dragons looked so dejected.
They probably hadn't caught much prey, were both angry and hungry, and felt discouraged.
However, Garon felt that hunting was quite simple. Although these dragonets had only been born recently, they had the strength to tear apart tigers and leopards with their bare claws. Why couldn't they catch anything?
Garon was a little puzzled.
Just then, a white python poked its head out of the snow and was seen by Hill.
Hill's eyes lit up, and she immediately flapped her wings to accelerate, reaching out from the air to grab the white python.
But before she could get close, almost at the instant Hill made a move, the white python, like a startled rabbit, whooshed into the snow and disappeared as if flying away.