Chapter 614 Inspiration
On his forehead, two lightning bolts of gold and purple shone brightly.
In the molten volcano, Russell and the harpy Hape stood on the solidified magma, facing each other and asking each other.
Magic dragon, as the name suggests, is like a dream.
The essence of the pseudo-dragon's promotion to the fantasy dragon is a spiritual baptism. The extraordinary power is not only materialistic, but also spiritual. Only when the mind and body are complete can one transcend the world, break the shackles of the Dragon Breath Level, and advance to the Dragon Flame Level.
Reaching the pinnacle of pure power on Longmian Continent.
"What Pauly can do, I can do too!" Happy stared into Russell's eyes, the dull hair on his head shaking slightly.
Russell asked: "Happy, why do you compare yourself with Paulie everywhere? You are independent individuals. No one compares you together. Moreover, you don't care about the comparisons made by the outside world, do you?"
"I don't know, but I just don't want to admit defeat."
"There is definitely a thought hidden in your heart that you don't even see clearly, just like Baoli once locked her heart tightly because of her mother."
"I don't know. I tried to find out many nights, but I don't have these knots in my memory. I have parents, and my parents are both ordinary owl-like dragons. I grew up in Cold Spring Point, Ludu Garden, until Promoted to the Harpy Dragon."
Compared with Paulie, the sacred unicorn, Happy's "life" can be considered a complete one, with no regrets.
So after some questioning.
Russell shook his head helplessly: "It seems that through the path of asking the heart, there will definitely be no chance of being promoted to the Phantom Dragon."
Immediately, he asked Hape: "What have you gained during your time in the molten volcano?"
"The magma goes from rolling to solidifying, the volcano goes from erupting to dying, the temperature goes from hot to cool... I realized the true meaning of power in the molten volcano." Hape responded clearly, "Accumulation, eruption, decline, death... …like our whole lives.”
At this moment, Happy is like a philosopher.
Russell opened his mouth and suddenly said: "I sometimes wonder, Happy, am I holding you back... With your knowledge and understanding, maybe you should have been promoted to the Phantom Dragon long ago."
"No." Happy tilted his head, "I still lack something. Through you conveying Baoli's promotion experience, I know that I have always lacked an opportunity to advance to the Magic Dragon. This opportunity can only be discovered by myself."
Russell thought for a while and said: "Perhaps, we are missing a trace of dangerous persecution."
"Maybe, but the gain brought by danger is more of a kind of pressure, using pressure to break the shackles." Happy said, "I can create pressure for myself without a life-or-death crisis, but the opportunity is hard to find."
Pressure yourself, and Happy is good at this.
But this also made Russell feel more and more that he had no sense of existence. When Nightmare Beast and Ouroboros were promoted to pseudo-dragons, he did not participate. If Happy was promoted to fantasy dragons, his participation was not required... This is too shocking.
Suddenly.
An idea flashed in his mind, and he looked at Happy's trembling hair and said, "Happy, I think you may have overlooked something."
"What?"
"When Baoli was promoted to a pseudo-dragon, she relied on herself to survive the disaster of life and death. However, when you were promoted to a pseudo-dragon, you relied on the horns of the pseudo-dragon left by your ancestors to understand the disaster of life and death. In other words, the opportunity you lack is probably Just make up for this shortcut.”
Hearing this, Happy was startled, and then murmured in his heart: "Am I really going to face a life and death battle?"
"You don't necessarily need to fight to the death, but you undoubtedly need to make up for this. Maybe you can find some inspiration by going back to the cold spring in Green Capital Garden and feeling the warmth left by your ancestors." Russell gave his own suggestion.
This was immediately echoed by Happy: "Okay, I'll go to the cold spring spot in Ludu Garden to find inspiration!"
"Then let's go!"
The next moment, Hape turned into a blast of wind and imprinted it on Russell's forehead, and Russell communicated with the purple lightning mark on his forehead to cast Youmeng Teleport.
Eyes open and close.
People have appeared at the Cigar Palace.
Happy appeared, said goodbye, and flew straight to the Green Capital Snow Forest. Russell didn't follow, and there were some things that required Harper's own efforts. After all, Happy only needs to focus on being promoted to Magic Dragon, while Russell has too many things to be busy with.
March passed and April came.
The warm season has arrived, and the ice and snow in the warm enclaves have begun to melt, and the power of the snowfields has once again begun to decline.
This gives countries a breathing space.
The ice age is over, and the probability of frost and snow trolls causing trouble will also decrease a lot. During the Thunder Conference, the kings and princes of various countries breathed a sigh of relief.
"The method of sacrificing the three-headed dragon failed." A few days later, King Ares announced the news amidst thunder.
With a thought, Russell teleported to the Golden Palace.
"Your Majesty the King, how did the method of sacrificing the three-headed dragon fail?" He asked straight to the point.
King Ares shook his head and sighed: "Hope is fragile... Blazing relied on the sacrifice of two groups of hope to forcefully push his own hope to turn. However, he just touched a realm beyond the elements, and before he touched the ancient times, he started from hope. falling back to reality.”
"Is there any chance?"
"No more." The decadent look in King Ares's eyes flashed before he said sternly, "Now we can only wait and see whether the other kings will implement this method of sacrifice... I will do it later. Summarize the failure and send it to the Thunder Conference.”
The two were chatting.
Before long, a servant came in a hurry: "Your Majesty, thunder from the border is urgent. The frost troll army is approaching the glacial gully. Baron Ice Bear requested to activate the scale tower and said that he saw a new snow giant!"
"Snow giant? Invading my Kingdom of Blazing Torrent?" King Ares slammed the table and stood up, "What a courage!"
Then he looked at Russell: "The frost trolls are invading the border. Let the Torrent and Shadow Flame Dragon resist for a while. I will go there in person."
"Shadow Flame will definitely appear in time." Russell nodded, "Then I will go back first. If the situation is critical, your Majesty the King can send me thunder at any time, and I will rush over to support as soon as possible."
"Haha, don't worry, it's just a frost troll. I, Ares, am going to take this opportunity to vent my anger!" King Ares stood up, strode out of the side hall, and called the Blazing Dragon to fight.
Russell glanced at the fiery dragon with billowing smoke. Although the hope of enlightenment failed, the strength of the fiery dragon was not damaged.
This made him feel relieved.
The little dream dragon had not erupted yet, and he did not want King Ares to fall - King Ares would still be qualified to be an assistant in the future.
He used the dream teleportation and returned to the Red Castle.
Russell entered the Shadow Flame Volcano as soon as possible and saw the Shadow Flame Dragon in a fighting posture.
"Shadow Flame, are you ready to condense the phantom?"
"The robber Hongliu was beaten up. If Shadow Flame does not save him, there will be no chance to beat him up in the future." The Shadow Flame Dragon's tone was always very arrogant, "Russell, you wait in the volcano first."
"You go first." Russell nodded.
Then he saw that the Shadow Flame Dragon was glowing with a faint glow all over his body, closed his eyes, and was obviously controlling the phantom clone.
After a moment,
The glow on the Shadow Flame Dragon faded, and it opened its eyes again, gurgling with magical dragon language: "It's Frost, the one who killed the Molten Dragon. It brought the Snow Troll Legion and submerged the Shadow Flame and Bandit Flood's phantoms."
"Frost?" Russell was surprised.
But he was soon relieved: "Yes, the Molten Duchy has been destroyed, and Frost should change its target... I will go to the Golden Palace first, and then go to the Glacial Ravine to support King Ares."
"Shadow Flame will take a breath first, and then condense the phantom... See you on the battlefield."
"See you on the battlefield."