The fame of the Death White Dragon's Winter Sigh spread extremely fast, and for this reason, the Central Empire Wizards' Guild officially issued a statement – to designate the Deputy Commander of the Vengeance Fortress, Snake Dorsum White Dragon Garen as a Catastrophic Level-Dragon of Disaster.

Having the ability to freeze the entire tens of thousands of square kilometers of the duke's territory within half an hour, Garen's strength had reached an extensive strategic level.

The Central Wizards' Guild together with the Northern Snow City confirmed that this Garen was the White Dragon Garen whom they originally banished.

The disaster this time caused more than sixteen thousand deaths and over two hundred thousand injuries, so it was cla.s.sified as the 'Deep Blue Freeze' incident.

Garen's calamity t.i.tle, Winter Sigh, was completely set, and was listed on the Dragons of Disaster's official list.

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Snow City

Soaring Wing King stood at the observation deck at the top of the lofty Wizard Tower and gazed at the panoramic view of the entire Snow City in the distance. Snow descended slowly and glided past his beard and hair.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click www.webnovel.com for visiting.

He was dressed in a white robe and behind him stood a young man in a black cloak.

The chimes of the giant clock at noon slowly sounded from the distance. Several huge Airs.h.i.+ps gradually rose from Snow City and turned about to fly away.

"He actually survived the Blood War," Soaring Wing King remarked.

"Yes, Teacher, and the so-called General Guild has officially cla.s.sified Deep Blue Sigh as a Dragon of Disaster. You might be criticized for sending him into the Blood Wars back then." The young man was a little worried.

"It's just a so-called General Guild." Soaring Wing King was not bothered. "Submitting to the G.o.ds, away from the real path of Arcane Technique. Don't worry. I have my own plans."

"Then Victor will retire." The young man bowed his head and said respectfully.

"Go, everything will be done according to the original arrangement."

"Yes."

After waiting for the young man to leave, Soaring Wing King retracted his gaze from the distance and extended his right hand. A transparent crystal ball slowly emerged from his palm.

"It seems that I really didn't misjudge you." He sighed in a low voice, turned around and slowly walked into the Wizard Tower, looking like an ordinary and debilitated old man.

A few years pa.s.sed in a trice.

Garen had partic.i.p.ated five times in the Blood Wars in the Abyss, killing and acquiring numerous souls every time.

The only regret was that his Potential Points had been completely depleted and could only be supplemented by various Demon Cores and high-concentration compounds, which did not have a very high efficiency. During these five years, he would also convert the Soul Energy that was produced in him every month into Potential Points.

 He had gotten almost 1100 Potential Points.

The Enneahedron was also enhanced to the point where its color of red was almost black. It seemed to be close to saturation, and Garen did not know what would reaction it would have next.

His current focus was to replenish all the other two attributes. The first to be completed was Agility. Although Intelligence was becoming insufficient, it did not interfere with the development of his overall strength.

Agility was promoted to the limit of 180, while Intelligence was only up to 90 points due to the deficiency of Potential Points.

At this point, all of Garen's strength had almost reached the limit of a Middle-level Demon Lord, completely restoring his original peak power, except for the Void Original Opus that was still stuck at 70%. There was almost no room for improvement for the rest.

After reincarnating for so many times, all the acc.u.mulation of past experiences were almost completely transformed into strength, which was now reflected in this world.

The enhancement of Agility to the limit of 180 did not just bring Garen an increase in speed. The speed limit of this world was 100 points, and upon reaching it, Garen naturally acquired a special ability – Flash. This ability did not consume any Spells, Spirit Power, nor Soul Energy, but only the exhaustion of physical strength. Just like sprinting all the way, although it was merely a physical movement, yet he could reach the point of short-distance s.p.a.ce penetration.

The simple increase in speed naturally evolved into this ability. Garen had also discovered that there were natural weird symbols faintly appearing on his scales.

Obviously, this was something that was naturally derived after reaching the limit of the law of the Plane.

Every time he flashed, he could span a distance of a hundred meters, which was the maximum degree after Agility reached 180 points.

Upon reaching Level Ten, the cores that were present would form a type of special spell or special ability or strength that was completely unique to one's self.

Taking Soaring Wing King as example, his core ability was related to his nickname.

There was also Lady Vengeance, of whom her core strength was to wreak vengeance. As long as the target of hatred was identified, the Vengeance Imprint would be in effect, so that once the target appeared in front of her, any disguise would be of no use. And if the other party's level was lower than hers, they would then be weakened by the imprint's oppression, and all their attributes and level would be reduced. It was extremely terrifying.

Meanwhile, some of the powerhouses above Level Ten also each had their own nicknames. For instance, the Storm Judge, the Earth Chant, the Radiance of G.o.d, and so on.

These nicknames were actually the embodiment of their core strengths, which was unique to them.

Many of the strengths were derived from the strengthening of the original spells and abilities, and Garen also intended to strengthen himself from this aspect.

He now had Flash and the Poisonous Eye as his ability and talent.

Especially the Poisonous Eye; upon its release after the completion of its charge, the power could almost threaten the existence of a Level Thirteen, which was particularly terrifying.

When Garen exchanged moves with the other deputy commander, this ability almost stripped off a layer of the opponent's skin. If the other party had not reacted fast enough and instantly shed its skin, that party probably would have taken the hit and would have badly injured its vitality.

At the same time, this also reflected the horrific force of this ability of Garen's.

A near-perfect horror, coupled with the special talents, Flash and the Poisonous Eye, Garen's strength was getting closer to that of Lady Vengeance and truly matching the position of being the Vengeance Fortress' third hand.

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"This year's Underworld River Wind is about to develop." Garen settled in his own Fortress and mentioned with his eyes half-opened.

In the vast white cold s.p.a.ce, there was nothing around, not even any furnis.h.i.+ngs. Only a huge knight in a dark blue armor half-knelt in front of Garen.

The knight was covered in thick ferocious armor, and on the shoulders, head, elbows and other joints were sharp and vicious barbed thorns everywhere. A twisted dragon pattern was vaguely seen illuminating gradually with a light blue s.h.i.+mmer on its chest.

"Yes, Master. It is time to collect the soul-coc.o.o.ns, and perhaps there'll be some Demon Seeds with excellent qualifications." The knight answered in a deep voice.

"Andrew." Garen's gaze fell on the knight. "In just five years, your strength has improved from your initial Level Seven to Level Nine. Regarding your talent, even I can't help but to marvel at it. But…"

His tone s.h.i.+fted.

"You've now been stuck at this level for two years. Not only there was no improvement in your strength, there's even some regression."

"I'm sorry…" Andrew's head bowed even lower, feeling ashamed.

"Back then, I was satisfied with your hatred and completely destroyed the Gordra Household. This had cut off all your enc.u.mbrance, but it has also made you lose the opportunity to perceive more positive things," Garen said lightly.

"I don't understand." Andrew's eyebrows knitted together slightly under his helmet.

"You'll understand sooner or later," Garen replied with a deeper implication to it. "Now, I have a new task to hand over to you."

He looked at this capable aide of his for these past few years, and his heart was gratified. With the presence of the few capable aides he had trained in the past few years, he was able to have more time for his own cultivation.

Andrew was one of them, and there were also the two Blasphemy Knights who were captured back then. Among them, Rena the female knight had also advanced to Level Seven. Being able to reach this point from the initial low level, she was also considered a very terrific talent. On the other hand, Irene was only Level Six. Even with the large supply of resources, she had not been able to advance quicker, and this showed that her apt.i.tude was indeed worse.

Garen and the three had signed the highest level Underground River Oath, so he was not at all worried about them betraying him.

Only Andrew's strength was considered the finest among the three a.s.sets. The rest were just using their brains to deal with trivial things, while Andrew could be put in an important position.

So this time, as Garen himself had to leave for an important matter, he decided to hand over the task of recruiting to Andrew. In these past few years, through the three major sources of conscription, Garen had recruited more than a dozen generals, all of which were above Level Seven and below Level Nine. There was no stronger existence.

Meanwhile, there were quite a number of cannon fodders. Level Four and Five demons and mercenaries were a dime a dozen with more than ten thousand of them, so Garen was not lacking any of these at all.

"In addition, you can also recommend candidates from the underlings. Those with outstanding military merits can be taken in." Garen gave a little command. "My trip this time will probably take a while for me to return."

"Understood."

"If there's anything that you can't handle, you can go find Sean."

Sean was the chieftain of the Demonic Behemoth squadron in the Fortress, commanding the mighty Demonic Behemoth elites, which was the most powerful deterrent force in the entire Fortress.

After being defeated by Garen, it tried to get payback for the next few years, but to no avail every time. In the end, it was finally convinced and became good friends with Garen instead. Although it did not have much authority, it was a force directly under Lady Vengeance and was not subjected to the two deputy commanders.

"Yes."

Andrew honestly heeded the command.

Garen was then relieved and allowed him to leave.

Andrew, this fellow really followed him with sincerity and with no other intention. As for the other two female knights, they were still resisting at first. But later on, they went with the flow. Since Garen did not force them anyhow, they directly accepted their fate.

This time, Garen's true purpose of arranging all kinds of affairs was to further enhance his own strength.

As his body had almost reached the limit, advancing further would require him to upgrade the Soul Ring layers and increase the Soul Limit. This however required a tremendous amount of Soul Energy. Now that he was at the limit of a Middle Level Demon Lord, entering the Upper Level would only need the prolonging of time and a large amount of sentiments.

There were forty years left until the initiation of the Grand Plan, and a mere forty-years was not enough to enter the Upper Level at all. Hence, the only way was to find other routes. Only by hunting a large number of high-quality souls, absorbing them after treating them, and condensing them into Soul Seeds would work.

This kind of high-quality souls did not necessarily have to be of high level; those great scholars and artists with special sentiments also had the potential to be absorbed.

Besides, there might be an overlap in the sentiments of the many high-level powerhouses, and that would not help Garen to condense Soul Seeds.

Just when he was scratching his head, there came an invitation from the Dragons of Disaster.

To organize an extensive raid in a certain layer of the Abyss. Led by Gerdmos, one of the three Monarchs, to plunder the positive energy Plane – the Light World.

That was where the people of Light lived.

These fellows with no necks had always been abhorrent. As one of the main fighters summoned by the Wizards from various positive energy camp, they had a very malicious att.i.tude towards the evil Colored Dragon Clan.

Initially, the Dragons of Disaster mainly spread fear to gain greater abilities and beliefs; this time, they went with the purpose of revenge.

The chief of a certain clan among the people of Light was planning a grand action against the evil Dragons of Disaster. It collaborated with many ethnic groups in the Light World, as well as some ethnic groups from the Heavens and the Light Elves of the kind under Mother Nature.

Prior to this, they had killed a Level Thirteen Dragon of Disaster named Storm Warlock and had actually gotten a Divine Stone unexpectedly.

Gerdmos, one of the three Monarchs, was heading there for this Divine Stone.

Garen still had the Pearl of the Temple he acquired back then in his hands as he had not been willing to eat it. He had been trying to perceive the divinity in it but still had no clue for a long time. If he had the Divine Stone, with the help of the Divine Power in it, he might just be able to understand the divinity.

He somewhat felt that the understanding of the divinity might be good for the Void Original Opus and Soul Limit.