Garon flew high in the sky, clutching an ogre, and even with his stamina, he couldn't help but feel a slight fatigue after a while.
As for the cold wind in the high altitude, it didn't have much effect on Ugga Bonecrusher. Ogres living in the extreme northern ice field wore only simple, rough animal hide clothing and had long since evolved a high resistance to cold.
But he still shivered non-stop, not daring to look down.
He seemed to be somewhat afraid of heights.
Any non-flying creature, when grabbed and taken thousands of meters into the air with the whistling wind in its ears and its life hanging by a thread, wouldn't be completely unafraid.
As long as Garon slipped his claw and dropped the ogre, it would surely be smashed into a mass of unrecognizable minced meat.
Carrying troublesome prey that couldn't fly to high altitudes and then dropping them to their deaths was originally one of the common tactics of dragons. True dragons could easily carry creatures of similar weight to themselves, or even heavier.
If he hadn't wanted to subdue the ogre tribe, Garon wouldn't have needed to fight head-on. Just relying on his ability to fly, occasionally dropping things from high altitude, would have been enough to make them suffer greatly.
After some time, Garon brought Ugga Bonecrusher to the ice layer of the ice lake.
The ogre's legs went weak, and he staggered a few steps, feeling that his brain was still in a state of blank confusion, dizzy, as if he hadn't yet come down from the high altitude.
A few minutes later, he slowly returned to normal.
Garon, seeing that the ice layer was thick and could support the ogre's weight, showed a satisfied expression. In this way, this place was even more suitable as an ambush location, at least he could successfully lure the other party over.
Seeing that Ugga Bonecrusher had regained his senses, Garon pointed to the ice layer under his feet and said, "Lead the two-headed ogre here, and your task will be completed."
As for how to deal with the two-headed ogre, Garon didn't explicitly say.
Ugga looked at the wide and vast ice layer, nodded, and said, "I know this place. At my traveling speed, a round trip from the Bonecrusher Tribe will take four hours."
After a pause, he looked at Garon and asked, "Great True Dragon, are you going to deal with Leader Serra immediately? Should I leave now?"
His voice was full of impatience. Ugga Bonecrusher had been going crazy wanting to replace the two-headed ogre as the leader.
Garon's gaze was calm, showing no emotional change, only slightly nodding his dragon head. "Stop talking nonsense and set off as soon as possible."
After saying that, Garon thought of the two weapons the two-headed ogre had carried when he came out of the house and added, "When you bring him here, try to make sure he doesn't bring his weapons."
His execution was always strong. Since he had decided to get rid of the two-headed ogre who posed a threat to him, he planned to implement the plan immediately after finalizing it, because the longer the time passed, the easier it was for unexpected variables to arise.
Ugga Bonecrusher nodded excitedly and said, "Yes, Great True Dragon!"
"Ugga will definitely not let you down!"
Garon waved his dragon claw, indicating that Ugga Bonecrusher could start acting. Ugga Bonecrusher no longer hesitated, turned around and quickly left, his figure gradually disappearing into the vast night.
Boom!
The thick dragon foot stomped heavily on the ice layer, and cracks like spider webs immediately spread out. Then, the ice layer shattered along the cracks, revealing the quiet lake water below.
Garon took a deep breath. Then, his body moved, breaking through the floating ice and submerging into the lake water below.
The icy cold was bone-chilling, the cold lake water that could freeze a person to death in seconds had no negative effect on Garon. Instead, it made him feel comfortable and cool, and his mind was invigorated.
Whoosh!
Frost dragon breath spewed out, resealing the ice surface. Garon's figure disappeared into the lake water beneath the ice layer.
The top of the ice layer returned to its desolate solitude.
A white dragon's scales were similar in color to ice and snow. When swimming under the ice, it wouldn't cause the slightest ripple of light or shadow. The close-fitting scales would silently absorb the water flow. In the extreme northern ice field, the white dragon was the most terrifying and powerful hunter.
Under a white dragon's ambush, not many targeted prey could survive, let alone Garon, who also possessed the power of a Time Dragon.
The two-headed ogre would be no exception.
Somewhere under the ice, Garon waited patiently.
If any creature stepped onto the ice surface, even if he couldn't see the other party, he could instantly determine the other party's location, number, and approximate weight through subtle vibrations.
Under the White Dragon Mother's protection, that year of hunting hadn't been wasted. As a qualified white dragon hunter, Garon had long since learned these abilities.
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Ugga Bonecrusher left the ice lake area and quickly walked towards the sunken basin where the Bonecrusher Tribe was located in his memory.
On the way, he beat to death a strong white-furred tiger, taking it as the prey to complete his coming-of-age ceremony. The white-furred tiger was just a relatively large ordinary beast, far inferior to the two-headed ogre's prey back then, but Ugga Bonecrusher couldn't care less.
He excitedly carried the prey and strode back to the Bonecrusher Tribe.
Sharp-eyed ogres saw Ugga and immediately called out. A large number of ogres got up from the ground or walked out of their houses, surrounding Ugga Bonecrusher and his prey.
The nearly four-meter-long tiger with glaring white eyes, strong muscles, and sharp claws and teeth attracted praise from many ogres.
"Ugga, you are already a qualified adult ogre."
"The Sun God will be proud of you and always favor you."
"....."
After a round of praise, the ogres unceremoniously dragged away Ugga Bonecrusher's prey, skinned it, cut it into pieces, and threw it into the large iron pot. Ugga Bonecrusher didn't react much to this.
The prey obtained from the ogre's coming-of-age hunt was originally meant to be shared with the adult ogres in the tribe, signifying that he had become a member of the adult ogres and was no longer a weak ogre in need of protection.
Just as the white-furred tiger was dragged away, Ugga Bonecrusher walked towards the luxurious stone house of the two-headed ogre leader, which was covered with animal hides.
His steps were hurried, as if he had urgent business. He didn't even knock on the door and directly barged into the stone house in front of him.
"Leader! I found traces of a human mage!"
As soon as he entered, just as the two-headed ogre showed dissatisfaction and wanted to teach Ugga a lesson, Ugga Bonecrusher preemptively said words that made the two-headed ogre's face light up with joy.
The two-headed ogre stepped forward, its two heads and four eyes staring at Ugga Bonecrusher simultaneously. Its body, several inches taller than his, gave it a strong sense of oppression.
"Ugga Bonecrusher, are you sure?"
The large head of the two-headed ogre was particularly excited, while the small head looked indifferent, only drooling as if it had remembered something delicious.
Ugga Bonecrusher nodded frantically and said, "I'm sure."
The two-headed ogre calmed down, and the large head asked again, "How strong is that human mage?"
Ugga Bonecrusher thought for a moment and said quickly, "Stronger than Ugga, but definitely not your match, Leader."
"I found the human mage in the east. He was fighting a gale leopard at the time and didn't notice me."
"Also, although that human mage defeated the gale leopard, he was injured and definitely couldn't run far."
After hearing Ugga Bonecrusher's words, the large head of the two-headed ogre's eyes widened, and it cursed, "Then what are you, you idiot, still standing there for? Hurry up and lead the way!"