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??Chapter 544: Chapter 542: Like a Dream, Like an Illusion

Chapter 544: Chapter 542: Like a Dream, Like an Illusion

Snowflakes fluttered, and the north wind howled, the world vast and boundless.

Snow Giant Da and Frost Giant Da stood on the shattered ice cap, gazing into the void ahead, their faces filled with frustration.

So many tis.

They could scarcely rember anymore, every ti they ambushed this human ant nad Russell Fluorescent Fungus, they ended up with nothing but failure. This ti they had returned with a vengeance, even inheriting the title of Snow Giant after Shuang Ge, but they still missed their mark.

“I can’t retrieve the Ice Artifact, and I can’t even deal with a tiny ant… The warriors from Frost Star will soon arrive, how can I Da stand my ground!”

They lifted their head, gazing at the dull sky, as if seeing their holand Frost Star in the horizon.

It was like a dream, Russell in the midst of Gloomy Dreamland felt as if he had returned to the distant river of ti.

That was a white horse.

Grazing leisurely among the herd, suddenly, a massive teorite fell from the sky and crashed onto the prairie not far away.

The shockwave nearly toppled the white horse over.

The herd panicked, but driven by curiosity, the white horse approached the spot where the teorite had fallen. Reaching it, the horse saw amidst the swirling smoke a slender crystal embedded in the center of the crater.

“The Ice Artifact!” Russell’s consciousness exclaid.

The white horse seed to sense the danger too, it slowly backed away as the slender crystal, the Ice Artifact, began to emit bursts of cold air.

It then fled in panic, following the herd.

Soon after, the whole prairie began to freeze over. From afar, they could see massive creatures with deep blue skin staggering across the frozen prairie. They walked unsteadily, seemingly about to fall at any mont.

But they quickly gained their stride, carrying the slender Ice Artifact, and continued to race further away, leaving a trail of severe cold.

The white horse had no choice but to migrate with the herd to places not yet seized by the bitter cold.

Walking along, Russell jumped from one wave of the river of ti to another, transforming into another white horse.

This white horse liked to graze by the lake, occasionally going to the lake to see its reflection on the surface, or when ice and snow ca, on the smooth icy layer.

Over ti.

It saw a pair of wings suddenly sprout from its shoulders, and it flapped its wings, soaring into the sky.

It beca a phantom beast—Pegasus!

The waves of the river of ti surged.

One wave followed another, and Russell, in a daze, entered the view of another Pegasus, which had a Knight. They frequently traversed the snowfield and the icy caves beneath.

The icy cave was their dwelling, the snowfield their hunting ground.

On this day.

The Knight and Pegasus faced their greatest opponent, a towering Snow Demon wielding an Ice Crystal Long Spear. The Knight and Pegasus were no match for the Snow Demon, but to protect the much weaker Knights, they fought to the death without retreating.

Just when the Knight and Pegasus were about to be viciously stabbed to death by the Snow Demon’s spear.

Pegasus and the Knight had their surge, a bolt of lightning split the sky, striking precisely on Pegasus’s forehead.

At this mont.

A golden horn sprouted from Pegasus’s forehead, its wings grew wider, and its white fur beca smoother.

It beca a Pseudo-Dragon—Unicorn.

It and its Knight ascended to beco Lords of the Dragon Domain, the thick ice began to lt, the Snow Demon stumbled and fell to the ground. The Knight picked up his dropped sword and slashed harshly at the Snow Demon’s head.

A cheer erupted behind them; the cheering was unintelligible to Russell, perhaps in a language from the Dark Ages.

He wanted to turn back and see the Knights of the Dark Ages.

But the next mont, the wave splashed, replaced by another, and he transford into a white horse on the prairie.

No.

More accurately, it was a Like-White Horse Dragon, with a swelling on its forehead.

The daily life of the Like-White Horse Dragon consisted of eating grass. It grazed and ran on a warm piece of land from dawn until dusk, until one day, when the cold wind ca, the swelling on its head burst, and a silver spiral unicorn horn protruded.

It had evolved into a Pseudo-Unicorn Dragon.

“Rush!”

It raised its head and let out a long cry, freely expressing its excitent.

Waves crashed over, and everything suddenly vanished; Russell didn’t feel any images, just endless pitch black.

But within the blackness, sothing seed to be squirming.

And with it ca the sound of a heartbeat and painful neighing.

“Is this…giving birth?” Russell exclaid in surprise, then discovered that a light appeared in the dark world. He followed the birth of a little pony into the river of ti and also faced the relentlessly blowing cold snow.

A gust of cold wind.

The little pony shivered intensely, and it seed as if Russell was thrown out of the pony’s field of vision, facing it eye to eye.

At that mont.

Fortune favored the mind.

Russell spoke, “Polly?”

The little pony stood up shakily, a soft silver horn on its forehead, which grew harder in the cold wind. It let out a clear cry of “Rush!” and then in the mind, Polly’s voice resounded, “Russell?”

Russell and Polly stood together, looking at the Pseudo-Unicorn Dragon that had just given birth to Polly, which gave Polly a longing glance.

Then, without looking back, it rushed toward the snowfield.

Ahead in the snowfield, a Snow Demon, surrounded by a group of Snow Ghosts, was attacking in this direction. The strong wind picked up the snow on the ground, creating a wall of snow and wind that blocked Russell and Polly’s view. As the wall of wind and snow dissipated, there was nothing left.

“That was my mother,” Polly said softly in her mind, “I was not born of nature alone; I too have a mother.”

Russell turned his head to look at Polly.

Polly was no longer in the form of a little pony, but stood beside Russell as a Pseudo-Dragon Unicorn.

“Yes, we all have mothers,” Russell said softly.

At this mont, Russell suddenly understood why Polly was unwilling to acknowledge that she was a horse and even preferred to believe in the twisted logic of ‘a white horse is not a horse.’ She was just using her natural origins as an excuse to evade the longing for her mother.

And at this mont.

Polly confronted her inner demons, and Russell faced Polly’s demons alongside her, “Your mother will watch over you from heaven, and with

by your side, she can rest easy.”

“Yes, indeed,” Polly replied.

“We have grown strong, no Snow Demon can threaten us, and we will create an even stronger future, defeating Snow Demons, Snow Giants and Frost Giants, bringing eternal warmth back to Dragon Sleep Continent!”

Russell spread his arms as if embracing the river of ti, “No more tragedies, no more separations, no more cold!”

Polly lowered her head, placing her one-ter-long golden horn on Russell’s shoulder, and shouted in her heart along with him, “No more tragedies, no more separations, no more cold!”

On the golden horn, thunder blood.

In an instant, the thunder enveloped Russell and Polly, disappearing into this dreamy dream.

The dream had ended!

…

Shuang Da was filled with rage, and it needed to vent.

Russell had disappeared, so it set its sights on other targets, spotting a fleeing convoy in the distance. It took off in large strides.

Boom!

The snowfield trembled; Shuang Da and Xueda ran together, their movents scarcely less violent than an earthquake, and in almost no ti, they caught up with the convoy.