Chapter 472
A subtle mental fluctuation rippled from the dragon beast, a faint pulse of energy that seemed to resonate with the frozen wolves. A moment later, one of the icy tombs, containing a particularly large ice wolf, began to levitate, hovering slowly towards the exhausted beast. With a crunch that echoed across the silent landscape, the dragon beast took a massive bite, its powerful jaws shattering the frozen carcass.
The taste was a strange, almost paradoxical blend of icy cold and rich, meaty warmth. The frozen flesh, infused with the wolf’s concentrated mana, proved to be an unexpected delicacy. The dragon beast’s powerful digestive system worked with astonishing speed, breaking down the frozen meat and absorbing the vital nutrients and mana. A palpable surge of energy coursed through its veins, revitalizing its weary body.
As the dragon beast consumed the frozen wolf, a visible transformation began to occur. Its famished, thin frame, previously showing the strain of the battle, began to fill out, the muscles rippling beneath its white scales. The sunken hollows around its eyes vanished, replaced by a renewed sharpness and vitality. Its wounds, previously gaping and bleeding, began to close, the damaged scales replaced by new, even harder ones. The older scales, too, seemed to thicken and harden, their surface shimmering with a newfound resilience.
The dragon beast’s height increased, its massive frame expanding until it was comparable to the size of a large truck. Its previously lean and muscular form became even more imposing, its powerful limbs and thick neck radiating raw power. The icy blue of its eyes intensified, glowing with a renewed ferocity. The previously exhausted beast now radiated a renewed power, the mana it absorbed fueling a rapid and visible evolution.
The consumption of the magical wolf meat became a catalyst, accelerating the dragon beast’s natural regenerative abilities and pushing it to a new level of power. The dragon beast, now fully replenished, rose to its feet, its massive form casting a long shadow across the icy expanse.
The dragon beast, now fully restored and significantly larger, unleashed a thunderous roar that reverberated across the frozen plains. The sound, a primal declaration of its renewed strength, echoed through the icy peaks, a clear message to any rivals or allies within earshot: it had awakened, and it was powerful.
The roar faded, leaving a chilling silence in its wake. Suddenly, a voice, laced with arrogance, cut through the stillness. "Quite a big one, we have here."
The dragon beast turned its massive head, its icy blue eyes scanning the landscape. Its gaze settled on a frozen mound some distance away. A figure stood atop it, a young man, a prince, his sword glinting in the pale light. A smirk played on his lips, a mixture of amusement and predatory intent. The dragon beast huffed, a plume of icy air escaping its nostrils, a silent acknowledgment of the prince’s presence.
As a fourth-stage beast, the dragon beast possessed the ability to speak, its voice a deep, resonant growl. "Who are you?" it demanded, its voice carrying the weight of its newfound power.