The sky gradually lightened, showing a gray-blue hue.
Galos and White Dragon Trish flew one in front of the other towards the north of the Border Area, gradually approaching the Icefield, also known as the Eternal Frost Tundra.
When looking far into the distance.
With the powerful vision of the Dragon Race, they could vaguely see the contours like huge snakes, the glaciers appearing and disappearing.
At this moment, Galos was heading to her lair with the White Dragon.
White Dragon, thinking about her wealth accumulated over many years about to change hands, was very reluctant, so her flight speed was slow, dragging as long as she could.
Galos was not in a hurry either, looking down with drooping eyes, scanning the land inch by inch, personally observing the situation of the Border Area.
If the White Dragon flew too slowly, he would unapologetically use his tail or Dragon Wings to tap or swipe, reminding her to speed up.
