Chapter 652 Fred Plants a Dragon
With the Meteor Butterfly Sword lying between his legs, Russell sat on the throne, carefully comprehending the power of ice and snow contained in the Extreme Ice Sacred Artifact.
This is a strange power that surpasses the power of local ice elements.
From Russell's point of view, it seems to have involved rules, and has the slightest similarity with the power of rules about dreams, hopes, and the future that Little Menglong has, and is on the same level.
So he wants to understand and crack the power of ice and snow. In this case, the entire snowfield will be his home field.
Even Froststar will be his home turf.
In the future, the counterattack against Frost Star will also be at home.
"Sword of Thunder, Sword of Wind, Sword of Earth, Sword of Fire... Sword of Yang... Sword of Yin... Maybe my Yin Sword depends on whether I can comprehend the power of ice and snow." Russell closed his eyes and concentrated. , immersed in the mystery of swordsmanship.
It is difficult to simply comprehend the power of ice and snow, but if you use sword skills to leverage it, it may be a little easier.
after all.
He also has the help of the Sword Butterfly Amber Elf.
Nowadays, there are countless amber contractors in the amber dream, but most of them are amber worms. The amber elves can count them on one hand.
Russell has two amber elves, the Sword Butterfly Amber Elf and the Thorn Amber Elf.
But now that Russell's strength is astonishing in ancient times and today, he no longer needs Amber's help, so the Sword Butterfly Amber Elf still plays an important role.
Understanding the power of ice and snow, time flies by.
In a blink of an eye.
It's already mid-June.
"Your Majesty, Earl Mel and Viscount Fred have arrived at the Northern Railway Station and are heading to the volcanic oasis." The maid Kunlaya came to report that she and Joyner had already lived in the Amber Dream.
In addition to the two daughters, there are also several daughters, granddaughters, and great-granddaughters of kings and grand dukes who come to Amber Dreamland to serve as Russell's maids.
Russell understands everyone’s thoughts.
So I kept them all.
"Okay, I'll go back to the Red Keep and wait." Russell finished today's understanding of the power of ice and snow and quickly returned to reality.
Half a day later, I met my cousin Mel, who was covered in dust, and Viscount Fred, and of course, Ouroboros, the ouroboros who escorted them all the way.
As the immigration work of the Molten Duchy is underway, Russell will often patrol this long-distance trade route to ensure that it will not be invaded by frost and snow trolls. Fortunately, during the battle of Nuanyu Grand Duchy, all the frost and snow trolls hid.
"See Your Majesty!" The two men bowed and saluted.
"Mel, Freyr, now you can visit the Amber Dream." Russell smiled.
After taking a break and visiting the Amber Dream, Russell gave Cousin Mel a holiday so that he could spend some time with his wife, who had said goodbye to him after their wedding.
Then arrangements began for Viscount Fred.
"The Amber Conference has been established, and overall planning has been made for the migration of refugees from the Molten Duchy. You can take a break." Russell said, "The position of the Molten Duchy has been abolished. Next, I plan to make you an earl first."
"Thank you, Your Majesty!"
"I have already arranged for the Warmth Enclave, which is the enclave opened by Zircon Dragon Zach. As for the title, let's call it the Earl of Molten Fire." The reason why Russell gave him the count was because Geinfred had paid too much.
Not only did they bring a large number of refugees, but they also brought ten fallen wyverns, four big elves and dozens of elves.
All donated to Russell.
"Your Majesty, Fred has another unkind request."
"Please tell me."
"This time I have brought ten more fallen wyverns, and I would like your help in refining a wyvern egg." Fred said, "In addition, there are five fallen wyverns for Shadow Flame. Your Highness."
"Yes, yes." Russell nodded. This is a good thing, as it can increase the power of the Shadow Flame Dragon.
So he immediately took fifteen fallen flying dragons into the Shadow Flame Volcano.
"Shadow Flame, let's see what good things I bring you. Fifteen fallen wyverns. I only want one wyvern egg, and the rest are all yours." Russell cast his elemental body and rode the sacred Unicorn Baoli caught the fallen wyverns one after another.
Throw it into the lava.
The Shadow Flame Dragon's eyes were shining. He raised his claws and pressed the fallen wyvern into the magma. He said with a ferocious smile: "The one Fred sent me really fell down in molten fire. Shadow Flame can eat all it can!"
As he spoke, he sighed with emotion: "Back then, the Molten Fire Dragon once guided Shadow Flame's practice, but it's a pity that things have changed!"
It has to be said that the Molten Dragon had a tragic ending.
The body was captured by the frost troll, hoping to be sacrificed by the blazing dragon, the wyverns were basically refined by the shadowflame dragon, and the elves and population were divided among several countries.
Almost nothing remains but an extinguished volcano.
Even after it is covered with ice and snow, even the molten volcano may collapse and collapse, and everything will disappear.
"So Shadow Flame is going back to ancient times!" The Shadow Flame dragon grabbed a bipedal flying dragon with only bones and dregs left, and slammed it into the magma. "When the rules come, Shadow Flame can be immortal and span the long river of eternity. !”
"I will help you, Shadow Flame." Russell threw the fallen wyvern away casually, "Ice cream and I will help you!"
"Thank you..." The Shadow Flame Dragon's pupils shrank a little, feeling a little moved.
This is the feeling of having a knight, no, it is the feeling that can only be had by having a knight with a peerless genius who comes out every ten thousand years.
In the Amber Dream, other dragons always looked at it with some vague discrimination.
Thinking it has lost face to the dragon.
But only the Shadow Flame Dragon himself knows how wonderful it is to be able to contract with Russell and become Russell's dragon. The other giant dragons are still looking up to the ancient times bitterly, but it will soon be able to seize the ancient times with the help of Russell and Little Menglong!
It believes this.
Because it believed in Russell and the dreamy ancient dragon with its nostrils raised to the sky.
"You're welcome, Shadow Flame, we are partners, aren't we." Russell smiled slightly, "Only by helping each other can we move towards a farther future... The mighty Amber Age has begun, and this is our era!"
"Yes, it belongs to the era of Russell and Shadow Flame!" The Shadow Flame dragon roared and pressed the last fallen wyvern into the magma.
After a while.
It picked up a huge wyvern egg from the magma and handed it to Russell: "Give it to Fred and let it be planted quickly."
The wyvern egg quickly shrank to the size of a marble and fell into Russell's hand.
"Gone."
Russell quickly flew back to the Red Castle and handed the Wyvern egg to Viscount Fred: "Do you know where to plant it?"
"I know, Green Lake Province." Fred took the wyvern egg with trembling hands, "Your Majesty, Fred will bear in mind your great kindness!"
Green Lake Province is the warm enclave opened by Zircon Dragon Zach, which has been given to Fred by Russell.
"Your wife and children are already waiting for you in Green Lake Province. In addition, I will give you the zircon stone dragon Zac, and let him escort you all the way to Green Lake Province." The same is true for the zircon stone dragon. The meaning of the title.
After all, without the protection of the wyvern, it would be difficult for Fred's family to survive.
"Your Majesty, I already have a wyvern egg."
"You bought the flying dragon yourself, and the zircon dragon was given to you by me. How can they be confused with the two?" Russell said with a smile, "Go ahead, plant the flying dragon, and return to the order of flying dragon knights. At that time, I will hold a knighthood ceremony for you!"
Fred took a deep breath, knelt on one knee, and beat his chest heavily: "Yes, Your Majesty!"
Stand up, turn around, and stride away.