warm dragon.

Chapter 592: Hope is like a dream

"Okay." Russell did not refuse Fred's offer.

He protected Fred and the others, so naturally Fred and the others had to offer their loyalty. This was the rule of Longmian Continent: "When the time comes, I will grant you a two-legged flying dragon and a warm enclave to help you start a new family."

Chatted about the deal for a while.

Fred no longer had any reservations about joining the Shadow Flame Duchy.

At this time, he suddenly opened the small box he carried with him, held the box in both hands, and handed it to Russell solemnly: "Sir, thank you for coming to express your condolences as soon as possible. I present it to you on behalf of the Molten Fire Dragon Blood Family."

"What is this?" Russell took the box, a little confused.

Fred said, "This is the hope left by the Molten Dragon. It is meaningless to leave it in the hands of the Molten Dragonblood Family. I will give it to you, my lord. Perhaps it can guide you a little bit on the path of knighthood and help you reach new heights."

"The hope of the Molten Dragon!" Russell's eyes widened.

He had never seen the hope of returning to ancient times that the dragons cherished, and the Shadowflame Dragon had just been robbed of this hope.

The box suddenly felt extremely heavy.

However, Russell still accepted it calmly. As Fred said, it was meaningless for the Molten Fire Family to keep the hope of the Molten Dragon.

"This gift is too precious." Russell resisted the urge to open it immediately.

Fred shook his head: "The Molten Dragon died in the battle... There is no point in keeping it, let alone its value."

After saying that, he sighed and his interest suddenly became dull: "Your Highness, I will take my leave first."

Wait for Fred to leave.

Russell took a deep breath, called Baoli, and then carefully opened the box made of special metal. This box itself was a kind of magic circle, and special magic patterns were engraved on the box.

After opening the lid of the box, bright light instantly shines out.

When the light dimmed, Russell could see clearly what was inside. It was a mass of something that looked like air and water. It was transparent and clear in color, and its shape kept changing. There was also a little light inside.

Just like the ripples on the water.

"Very strange!" Russell stretched out his finger, wanting to touch this ball of "hope", but there was no touch, and his finger passed through the "hope". "Hope" was still rippling like water waves, and was not affected by the appearance of the finger.

but.

When Russell poured "Hope" into his hands, although he did not feel anything, "Hope" did not pass through his palms and fall to the ground.

Instead, it is held in the palm of the hand, like an irregular ball of water, rippling back and forth.

"Is this the hope that the dragons cherish as if it were their life...the hope of returning to ancient times?" Russell couldn't understand its existence.

Bao Li couldn't understand it either: "It doesn't seem to be a kind of substance, but a kind of... energy body. No, no, no, it doesn't seem to be an energy body either. It seems more like a... spiritual body, a kind of spirit, soul, or something like that."

Russell shook his head: "It's very confusing. I can't feel its existence at all. I can only see it, but I can't touch it at all."

This ball of "hope" is like a dream.

It was as if he had experienced it, but also as if he had never really felt it. Whether Russell held it in his hands or put it in a box, he never really touched it. It also did not react to anything, and was completely an "insulator".

"Polly, it looks like we can't solve this mystery... But it's true. The dragons are so powerful, and there's an entire country behind the dragon riders, but they still can't solve the mystery, let alone the two of us."

"Give it to Shadow Flame," Baoli suggested. "It would be best to exchange it with the Blazing Torrent Kingdom and get Shadow Flame's hope back."

"It is indeed feasible, but we have to let Shadow Flame feel it first." Russell said, and was about to close the metal box.

But at this moment, the M-shaped mark on the palm of his left hand suddenly burned, and then the ball of "hope" in the box lightly fell into Russell's palm, combined with the M-shaped mark, and suddenly turned into a flame half a person's height.

"Ah!" Polly exclaimed!
It cannot see the M-shaped mark, but it can see the moment when "hope" blooms into flames. The flames are not flashing red, but dazzlingly colorful. Each color contains endless mysteries.

Make it dazzled.

But the one who felt it most deeply was Russell.

The moment the flames rose, his mind seemed to be pulled into the dazzling colors, and then he "saw" an indescribable scene.

It was an ocean, a gorgeous forest ocean. Every tree was abstract, with abstract shapes and high levels of abstraction. The most abstract thing was that it had colorful colors, as messy as a child's graffiti.

And it changes all the time.

Suddenly, a giant dragon flew over the forest. The dragon was as abstract as the forest, and its colors kept changing.

The giant dragon flew closer and closer, and soon arrived in front of Russell.

As if it had discovered Russell, it turned its head and suddenly spit out a dragon flame at Russell. The dragon flame was also abstract and colorful.

Boom!

Russell, who was destroyed by the dragon flame, came to his senses in an instant. All the scenes in front of him had disappeared, and the "hope" that turned into flames also turned into a ball again. The flame of the M-shaped mark also turned into sparks and dissipated.

"Russell, what's wrong with you?" Polly asked in her mind.

"Did you see the scene just now? That colorful forest, and that colorful dragon!"

"No, I only saw hope turning into a ball of fire. The color of the fire was very bright and deep. I didn't see anything else." Polly responded. Obviously, only Russell could see the scene just now.

He put the ball of "hope" back into the box and closed the lid.

He exhaled and said, "It should be the ice cream, helping me to peek into the mystery of this hope. Unfortunately, the ice cream has not really awakened, so I can't communicate with it deeply. I can't understand the meaning of hope at all with just one look."

The abstract forest, the abstract dragon... He discussed with Polly for a long time what these represented, but they could not come to a conclusion.

finally.

Bao Li concluded: "Russell, let's not dwell on it anymore. Since the ice cream can inspire this hope, maybe it can go back to ancient times in the future... Or maybe the ice cream is a more powerful dragon and went back to ancient times a long time ago."

"Yes, the ice cream is extraordinary!" Russell nodded and stopped struggling. "Let's continue to appreciate this extinct volcano."

The hope of returning to ancient times is the secret that the dragons need to realize.

He and Polly are just phantom dragon knights. The most important thing at this stage is to comprehend the power of dragon flame and solve the mystery of the volcano.

Maybe if they can solve this mystery, he and Polly can go one step further.

For seven consecutive days, Russell lived in the Molten Volcano, but he was not completely ignorant of the outside world. Fred would come to him every day to report on the affairs of the Long Court and the information transmitted by the Thunder Station.

Several countries have already installed Raytheon stations.

Joined the "Thunder Chat Group" to communicate and jointly deal with the upcoming Frost Star Advent crisis.

"Your Highness, the Demon-Seeking Tower is already under construction, but at this stage people in the country are not very enthusiastic about building the Demon-Seeking Tower." Fred came to the volcano to report, "Also, there are not many nobles willing to migrate to the Grand Duchy of Shadow Flame with me."

"Migration is entirely voluntary. Just try to bring as many civilians as possible." Russell ordered.

(End of this chapter)