Whoosh!
BOOM—BOOM—BOOM!
In the blink of an eye, Ethan shot up into the air, hovering mid-sky as a violent surge of power exploded from his body. A bone-chilling frost radiated outward, dropping the temperature of the entire space even further.
The overwhelming rush of power made Ethan exhale in relief.
With this kind of strength in his hands…
He could wipe out every last Frost Dragon.
Just as he was about to strike—
One of the Frost Dragons suddenly dropped to one knee.
"You carry the power of the Dragon God… and you can absorb Frostwell. You must be the one from the legends—the Dragon God himself! Dragon God, we pledge our loyalty to you…"
"From this day forward, the Frost Dragon clan is yours to command!"
Ethan blinked, stunned. That was fast.
A second ago, they were ready to tear him limb from limb.
Now they were practically fighting over who got to serve him first.
