"The Eternal Frost Tundra to the north should not become a breeding ground for a Giant Realm, nor should it serve as a springboard to threaten our heartland."
In the connection of the mind network, the voice of the Red Iron Dragon sounded steady as he spoke to his two blood relatives.
He had already made up his mind, preparing to march into the Icefield.
Meanwhile, as the supreme ruler of the Ola Kingdom, the Red Iron Dragon deemed it necessary to disclose this matter.
"Frost Giants? Slaughter them all! Slaughter every single one of them!"
Samantha's first reaction was undisguised bloodthirstiness and madness.
But immediately after, as she thought of something, her rationality quickly took over, supplementing, "Wait, I remember... Frost Giant blood is an excellent coolant, and our burgeoning alchemy industry is in dire need of such materials."
"Maybe we don't have to kill all the giants."
