Don't Mess with That Dragon-Chapter 508 - 062 Gathering Point

Space-Time Law,

To become epic, one must comprehend these two law powers, ultimately earning the qualification to soar into the epic realm.

Under full burst, Austin finds tearing space to be no difficult task.

However, this doesn’t mean the space law is weak.

If the world’s spatial thickness is like a sheet of paper, then those who comprehend space law can fold and curl this paper, using it as an indestructible attack against opponents, or create a sealed box with the paper, cutting off the world’s Qi interactions, preventing legendary laws from merging with world Qi.

Or, they can stack hundreds or thousands of layers of paper into an indestructible absolute defense.

Austin can tear through the first layer with full force, but what about thousands of layers?

Quantitative change is enough to produce qualitative change!

The power of space is thus, the power of time will be even more terrifying.

Legend has it, epic masters of worldly laws can reverse time, keeping their bodies forever at their peak.

Even if heavily injured, they can instantly rewind time for their bodies, restoring to peak condition.

Such power is beyond Austin’s current understanding.

This is why space and time laws are above all other laws.

Compared to the basic elemental laws Austin has mastered, like wind, thunder, frost, water, and fire, the power of space and time laws has an overwhelming advantage.

"This is an opportunity!"

A divine light shone in Austin’s eyes.

To achieve epic status, one must first comprehend the powers of space and time laws.

Austin previously had no clue about these powers, but with the revival of an ancient king from the frost giant race, he saw an opportunity.

Defeat, devour.

Then refine and absorb, which would allow him to master space and time law in a short time!

Of course, the danger is as great as the reward.

As the revival of the frost giant race’s ancient king, the strength is undoubtedly formidable.

Despite their strength being reduced to a tenth, and not knowing how much space-time law power they can still wield, their strength is certainly formidable.

It may be the strongest opponent Austin has ever faced.

"However, I still have a chance. This resurrection of the ancient king is merely at the middle-tier legendary level. There’s still an opportunity!"

Austin secretly calculated in his heart.

Middle-tier legendary is still just middle-tier legendary, even if they can use space and time powers, using abilities beyond their tier inevitably comes at great cost.

Due to his dual cultivation of Qi and blood, coupled with the dragon race’s inherently strong Qi blood, his power is overwhelming, and he’s not afraid of a prolonged battle.

Plus, with his various tactics, even dragging it out might lead to their demise!

Furthermore, during these years of recuperation, Austin has not been idle.

Years of recuperation allowed him to spend considerable energy merging his law powers and integrating the harvests from two worlds, creating a very powerful ultimate killing move.

This killing blow, perfected over several years, is his greatest confidence for this journey!

...

The group, each harboring their own thoughts.

Led by White Dragon Casares, Austin and the others arrived at a secret lair hidden in the midst of towering glaciers.

This is the stronghold of the last resistance of Dolan White Dragon’s clan.

Holes and caverns stretch across colossal glaciers, forming a mysterious landscape resembling underground caves.

Some remnants of Dolan White Dragon’s offspring hide here.

Like a village tribe.

Several young white dragons frolic on the open square. Upon seeing the stern Casares leading a group of unfamiliar bipeds, they instantly scurried away, hiding in ice caves and peeking at the group.

"These young dragons are some wanderer offspring I’ve encountered outside. After this catastrophe, many Dolan White Dragons lost their parents..."

Casares explained to Austin.

There were a few scattered adult white dragons around.

Most were missing claws, wings, or were otherwise incomplete white dragons.

Seeing Casares’ group approach, an adult white dragon stuck its head out, looking at the little ones at Casares’ feet.

"Casares, you’re back. These beastmen are?"

"Don’t worry, they’re my guests, Tim."

White Dragon Casares briefly explained its ordeal.

"I see, thank you all. If anything happened to Casares, we’d be at a loss on what to do."

The white dragon named Tim, with one wing missing, leaned its head toward the group to express gratitude.

A significant part of the reason this surviving tribe of Dolan Ice White Dragons still exists is due to Casares.

The fate of this surviving gathering place largely rests on the shoulders of Casares, the strongest and most complete Dolan White Dragon among them.

"No trouble at all, we just happened to pass by. After all, that frost giant fool dared to strike at us."

At this moment, a drunken-eyed, dull-scaled, and wrinkle-headed old white dragon ambled over from a distance with a bottle of wine.

As it walked, it mumbled with a slurred voice:

"Ugh... Casares, you haven’t given up, huh... Ugh... Instead of wasting time on impossible tasks, why not enjoy the remaining life... Ugh... wasting life on these matters... why bother?"

"Old Kaman elder, don’t drink so much in the future, it’s bad for your health."

"I, I’m willing, what else can I do now but drink? Speaking of which, the beastmen’s distilled liquor is quite nice... Ugh, Casares kid, pick up more outside next time..."

The old white dragon burped, blurting out incoherently.

It was already somewhat unclear in its senses.

Austin’s gaze locked on the wine bottle in the old white dragon’s hand.

The so-called wine bottle was actually akin to a large vat—a glass bottle over one meter tall, faintly bearing a label that read ’Moutai’.

"..."

This seems like a product of the Dragon Nest Tribe.

As Austin brought knowledge from the Otherworld into this world, extensively injecting it into the minds of beastmen, the civilization level of the Dragon Nest Tribe advanced rapidly, and cultural level improved significantly.

Among them, alcohol became a part of cultural life.

The white spirit produced using distilled liquor methods from the Spiritual Energy Awakening Plane was overly potent and not to the taste of most Dragon Nest Beastmen.

But unexpectedly, these spirits found newfound life in the cold Dolan Glacier Plateau.