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Chapter 614 Inspiration
On his forehead, two golden and purple lightning flashed brightly.

In the molten volcano, Russell and the harpy Harp stood on the solidified magma, facing each other and asking each other questions.

The Huanlong, as the name suggests, is like a dream.

The essence of the pseudo-dragon's promotion to the phantom dragon is a spiritual baptism. The extraordinary power is not only materialistic, but also idealistic. Only when the mind and body are perfect can one transcend the mundane world, break the shackles of the Dragon Breath Stage, and be promoted to the Dragon Flame Stage.

Reach the pinnacle of pure power on the Longmian Continent.

"What Polly can do, I can do too!" Happy stared into Russell's eyes, and the ahoge on her head shook slightly.

Russell asked, "Happy, why do you compare yourself to Paulie everywhere? You are independent individuals. No one compares you together. Besides, you don't care about the comparisons made by others, right?"

"I don't know, but I just don't want to admit defeat."

"You must have a hidden thought in your heart that you yourself don't understand, just like how Baoli once locked her heart because of her mother."

"I don't know. I have tried to find it out many nights, but I don't have these knots in my memory. I have parents. My parents are ordinary owl-like dragons. I grew up in the cold spring point of Green City Garden until I was promoted to a pseudo-harpy dragon."

Compared to the sacred unicorn Polly, Happy's "life" can be considered complete and she has no regrets.

So after some self-examination.

Russell shook his head helplessly: "It seems that the path of self-examination will definitely not solve the opportunity to ascend to the Phantom Dragon."

Then he asked Hape: "Did you gain anything during your time at Molten Volcano?"

"The magma tumbles and solidifies, the volcano erupts and dies, the temperature changes from scalding to cool... I feel the true meaning of power in the Molten Volcano." Happy responded clearly, "Accumulation, eruption, decay, death... just like our life."

At this moment, Happe is like a philosopher.

Russell opened his mouth and suddenly said, "Sometimes I wonder, Happy, am I holding you back? With your knowledge and understanding, perhaps you should have been promoted to a phantom dragon long ago."

"Not really." Happy tilted his head. "I still lack something. Through your experience in conveying Polly's promotion, I know that to be promoted to a phantom dragon, I still lack an opportunity. This opportunity can only be discovered by myself."

Russell thought for a moment and said, "Perhaps, we are missing a little dangerous pressure."

"Maybe, but the benefit brought by danger is more of a kind of pressure, using pressure to break free from the shackles." Happe said, "I can create pressure for myself without a life-and-death crisis, but the opportunity is hard to find."

Happe is good at putting pressure on herself.

But this also made Russell feel that he had no sense of existence. When Nightmare Beast and Ouroboros were promoted to Pseudo-dragons, he was not involved. If Hape was promoted to Phantom Dragon, his participation would not be needed either... This was too discouraging.

Suddenly.

An idea suddenly flashed in his mind. 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 dragon tribulation of life and death, but when you were promoted to a pseudo-dragon, you relied on the pseudo-dragon horn left by your ancestors to comprehend the tribulation of life and death. In other words, the opportunity you lack is probably to 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 situation?"

"It may not necessarily require a life-and-death fight, but you undoubtedly need to make up for this. Perhaps you can go back to the cold spring point in Green City Garden and feel the warmth left by your ancestors, and find some inspiration." Russell gave his advice.

This was immediately echoed by Hape: "Okay, I'll go to the cold spring spot in Green City Garden to find inspiration!"

"Then let's go!"

The next moment, Happy turned into a gust of wind and imprinted on Russell's forehead, while Russell communicated with the purple lightning mark on his forehead and performed the dream teleportation.

Eyes open and closed.

People have appeared in the Cigar Palace.

Hape showed up, said goodbye, and flew straight to the Green City Snow Forest. Russell did not follow, because there were some things Hape needed to work on by herself. After all, Hape only needed to focus on becoming a phantom dragon, and Russell had too many things to do. March passed, and April arrived.

The warm season also arrived, the ice and snow in the warm enclaves began to melt, and the power of the snowfields began to decline again.

This gave countries a chance to catch their breath.

The ice age is over, and the probability of the frost trolls causing trouble will also decrease a lot. During the Thunder Conference, the kings and dukes of various countries all breathed a sigh of relief.

"The three-headed dragon sacrifice has failed." A few days later, King Ares announced the news amid thunder.

Russell moved his mind and was teleported to the Golden Palace.

"Your Majesty, how did the three-headed dragon sacrifice method fail?" He asked directly.

King Ares shook his head and sighed: "Hope is fragile... With the sacrifice of two balls of hope, Blazing Heat forced its own hope to turn. However, it just touched a little bit of the realm beyond the elements, and before it could reach the ancient times, it fell back from hope to reality."

"Is there any chance?"

"That's all." The decadent look in King Ares' eyes flashed away, and he said seriously, "Now we can only wait and see whether the other kings will carry out this set of sacrifices... I will summarize the failure later and send it to the Thunder Conference."

The two were chatting.

Not long after, an attendant came in hurriedly: "Your Majesty, there is an urgent report from the border thunder, the frost troll army is approaching the glacial ravine, and the Ice Bear Baron requested to activate the Scale Tower, and said that he saw a new snow giant!"

"Snow Giants? Invading my Kingdom of Blazing Torrents?" King Ares slammed the table and stood up, "How dare you!"

Then he looked at Russell and said, "The Frost Trolls are invading our borders. Let the Torrent and Shadowflame Dragon hold them off for a while. I will rush over there myself."

"Shadow Flame will definitely show up in time." Russell nodded, "Then I'll go back first. If the situation is critical, His Majesty the King can send me a thunder at any time, and I will rush over to support as soon as possible."

"Haha, don't worry, it's just a mere frost troll. I, Ares, am taking this opportunity to vent the anger in my heart!" King Ares stood up, strode out of the side hall, and called on the fiery dragon to go fight.

Russell glanced at the fiery dragon that was emitting thick smoke. Although his hope of comprehension had failed, the strength of the fiery dragon was not damaged.

This made him feel relieved.

Xiao Menglong has not yet erupted like a volcano, he does not want King Ares to fall - King Ares is still qualified to be a support in the future.

Use the Phantom Dream Teleport to return to the Red Castle.

Russell entered the Shadow Flame Volcano immediately and saw the Shadow Flame Dragon in a fighting stance.

"Shadow Flame, are you ready to condense the phantom?"

"The robber Hongliu was beaten up. If Shadow Flame doesn't save him, there will be no chance to beat him up in the future." Shadow Flame Dragon always speaks in a very arrogant tone. "Russell, you wait in the volcano first."

"You go ahead." Russell nodded.

Then, the Shadow Flame Dragon was seen glowing faintly all over its body and closing its eyes, apparently already controlling its phantom clone.

After a while.

The glow on the Shadowflame dragon faded, and it opened its eyes again, gurgling with magical dragon language: "It was Frostbite, the one who killed the old Molten Dragon. It brought the Snow Trolls and drowned the phantoms of Shadowflame and Bandit Flood."

"Frost?" Russell was surprised.

But he was soon relieved: "Yes, the Molten Duchy has been destroyed, and it's time for Frost to change its target... I will go to the Golden Palace first, and then to the Glacial Ravine to support King Ares."

"Shadow Flame will take a breath first, then condense the phantom...see you on the battlefield."

"See you on the battlefield."

(End of this chapter)