Don't Mess with That Dragon-Chapter 506 - 060: Reason

It all began a hundred years ago.

Decades ago, the King of Frost Giants, Laufey, led his tribe towards the Dolan Glacier Plateau, taking over large swathes of land for the tribe to live and thrive.

To the vast multitude of creatures in this world, the Dolan Glacier Plateau is a cold and barren wasteland.

However, to these Frost Giants and the native White Dragons, this area is the most comfortable habitat.

The native White Dragons had settled here long ago.

They even extended and propagated a bloodline unique to the Dolan Glacier Plateau.

As outsiders, how could the Frost Giants be ignored by the native White Dragons, who would fight for the survival space?

The proud dragons would not allow another group of top-tier predators to inhabit their land.

Conflict and war erupted naturally.

The moment the Frost Giants entered the Dolan Glacier Plateau, a brutal fight broke out—a life-and-death war between the White Dragons and the Frost Giants.

As members of the Five-Colored Dragon race, the White Dragons’ bloodline stands at the pinnacle of the world.

Reaching adulthood means becoming Legendary.

Logically, the Frost Giants should never have been able to contend with the White Dragon race.

However, the downfall was that the Dragon Race are solitary creatures.

Thanks to their innately powerful bloodline, their strength rapidly increases as they grow, so Young Dragons, after reaching a certain level of self-defense capability during adolescence, are driven out by their mothers to live alone.

Among the Dragon Race, they are essentially solitary creatures.

They lack a sense of family and even less a sense of community.

Due to their innate strength, interspecies conflicts among dragons are far more frequent than conflicts with external enemies.

Thus, the scattered White Dragons across the vast Dolan Glacier Plateau were individually defeated by the united Frost Giants, who early on seized a large territory and established a foothold.

It wasn’t until then that the White Dragons, who had been merely watching, sensed the threat and banded together to launch a counterattack against the Frost Giants.

However, by that time, it was too late.

Seeing the steady progress of the Frost Giant King Laufey, more Frost Giants began to follow his lead and poured into the Dolan Glacier Plateau, massively strengthening Laufey’s forces.

The influx of giants quickly swelled the enemy’s strength.

The White Dragons, barely united under the crisis, eventually engaged in a prolonged tug-of-war with the Frost Giants lasting over a decade, until a battle decades ago resulted in a devastating defeat that nearly obliterated the main forces of the hastily organized White Dragon clans.

Since then, the White Dragons on the Dolan Glacier Plateau have been unable to resist the Frost Giant invasion.

To this day, the Frost Giants rule the entire Dolan Glacier Plateau, and the White Dragons, once the masters of this place, have become destitute, either relocating their lairs or hiding from the Frost Giants’ raids and searches.

The cold wind howled as the team trudged forward in the snowstorm.

The White Dragon Casares had already submitted, preparing to lead Austin and others to their last stronghold of resistance.

Along the way, the White Dragon Casares began to tell Austin about some of the events that had occurred on this glacier plateau.

However, Austin suddenly frowned; from Casares’ words, he seemed to detect some inconsistencies.

"One battle and you lost your main forces? That doesn’t seem right. In a confrontation, even if defeated, with your speed, at least more than half of you should have been able to escape. What exactly happened in that war?"

The Frost Giants, after all, are terrestrial creatures.

They can rely on Magic Power for short flight, but in long-distance scenarios, aerial creatures like dragons hold the advantage.

With aerial supremacy, no battle should have resulted in such a catastrophic defeat with the main forces wiped out.

Unless there was something particular involved.

"I don’t know. During that war, I was not yet of age and didn’t participate. I only know that the defeat was disastrous, with only a few dragons surviving. The royal lineage of the White Dragons on the Dolan Glacier Plateau suffered great losses. Later, the Frost Giants took this opportunity to launch a full-scale attack, quickly capturing our sacred site, the Ice Crystal Royal City, and the news was completely suppressed."

White Dragon Casares shook his head and spoke softly.

This was indeed not something to be proud of.

The vast, cold glaciers of the Dolan Glacier Plateau had been the territory of the White Dragon bloodline for countless years.

But now, they were occupied by outsiders in an instant.

Although dragons are solitary by nature, rarely interacting throughout their long lives, they still have a bloodline connection due to their lineage inheritance, including a royal bloodline.

It was said that their branch of White Dragons guarded a great secret.

The royal bloodline was the guardian of this secret.

Many years ago, the royal lineage also included Epic-level beings, Ancient Giant Dragon-level powers, who guarded this vast territory.

Unfortunately, legends held that during a war tens of thousands of years ago, the Ancient-level White Ancient Dragons mostly perished, and the surviving ones gradually succumbed to their wounds over time.

The White Dragons living in the Dolan Glacier Plateau branch were too engrossed in the glory of their ancestors.

So much so that their strength gradually declined over the years, to the point where their very territory was occupied, and their clans were expelled from their homeland.

"In fact, we had no other choice. The Frost Giants secretly resurrected their ancient king, who had died in a war tens of thousands of years ago. This is what I discovered through previous investigations."

"Those damn creatures apparently found an ancient giant dragon’s sacred remains, left behind somewhere on the glacier plateau, and offered our heroic ancestors’ sacred remains to prematurely awaken their ancestor."

"In reality, we had already lost from the start of this war."

"What’s infuriating is that after fighting so long and losing our homeland, we finally discovered the secret of these accursed beings. Otherwise, with their desecration of our dragon race’s sacred remains, the Celestial Dragon Island would never have stood by idly!"

It was both painful and frustrating.

Painful for the lost great opportunity, frustrated by their own branch being so incompetent.

The cold barren environment of the Dolan Glacier Plateau and the status of White Dragons as top-tier predators had made them complacent from years of comfortable living, resulting in consecutive defeats.

However, Casares’ frustration evidently didn’t resonate with Austin.

"You say those Frost Giants sacrificed the remains to revive their ancient king, what’s that about?"

Could the dead really be brought back to life?