??Chapter 590: Chapter 588: Death Intent
Chapter 590: Chapter 588: Death Intent
In the Changting of the Molten Fire Duchy, Russell truly experienced what it ant for an entire nation to mourn.
The low and deep sound of wailing echoed throughout Changting, irrespective of the ti of day, continuing from dawn to dusk, with even the wind seeming to carry the scent of tears.
The temperature was still scorching.
But it lacked the vitality of a burning sensation and felt more like the lingering, muggy heat brought on by a false autumn.
White flags fluttered all over Changting, the plain fabric used only during funerals, while black banners also stretched across the streets, a tribute to both the ltdown Dragon and Duke Fritz Moltenfire.
In the distance,
A large number of Bipedal Flying Dragons circled above the ltdown Volcano, their cries as heart-wrenching as if blood was shed from doves.
They were wailing for their king!
Groups of ragged humans knelt at the foot of the ltdown Volcano, kneeling their way up the mountain. Nurous Knights stood at every corner of the volcano, looking up at the caldera, silently mourning the ltdown Dragon.
This already extinguished volcano continued to live in the hearts of mankind.
Russell, riding on Sacred Unicorn Polly, slowed from 3 Mach to normal speed before swiftly flying towards Changting.
The sorrowful atmosphere in Changting sowhat influenced his emotions.
Quietly landing on the landing platform of Changting, the area designated for Bipedal Flying Dragons, no sooner had Russell touched the ground than the guards of Changting ca forward to greet him.
Instantly, Polly turned into double folded lightning, branding itself on Russell’s head.
This scene left the guards stunned, having never witnessed such a unique way of Phantom Beast integration – Phantom Beast Knights’ beasts could only shadow blend or transform into armor. However, the profound and imasurable pressure emanating from Russell ensured that the guards dared not show any negligence.
“May I ask who you are?”
“Russell Fluorescent Fungus, from the Shadowfla Duchy, here to pay respects to the ltdown Dragon and Duke Fritz,” Russell articulated carefully, to prevent any misunderstanding due to his accent.
Even so, the guard hesitated for a mont before exclaiming, “You are the Grand Duke from Shadowfla? My apologies, Your Grace the Grand Duke, we weren’t inford of your arrival, such disrespect! I will imdiately announce your presence!”
Monts later.
In the throng of people who had hastily arrived, Russell saw the heir to Duke Fritz, his nominal student, Viscount Fred.
“Your Grace the Grand Duke!” Viscount Fred bowed deeply, his deanor much more composed and restrained, his eyes bloodshot, “I learned of your planned visit through the thunder, but Changting is currently… in disarray, and the guards were not notified, failing to welco you from afar.”
“It’s all right, I understand,” Russell nodded, “Fred, be strong and accept this change.”
Then, several nobles standing next to Fred saluted Russell, all of them significant nobility from the Molten Fire Duchy.
With the crowd around him, Russell went deep into Changting’s main hall to pay his respects to the remains of Duke Fritz.
The ltdown Dragon had fallen, its body taken by the Frost Giants, leaving no chance to behold its visage.
Furthermore,
At this point in ti, the ltdown Dragon would have been nearly refined by the Frost Giants into sothing resembling a Frost Star Bead. Perhaps the Frost Giants had already devoured the ltdown Dragon and were now assimilating the dragon’s Origin Power, seeking evolution.
“Viscount Fred, I would like to pay homage at the ltdown Volcano,” Russell requested.
Fred personally led the way, his voice laden with lancholy, “Please follow , Your Grace. Now that the ltdown Volcano has been extinguished, the underground passages have collapsed, and we can only enter through the volcano’s mouth.”
He mounted a bipedal flying dragon.
Russell took a careful look at the bipedal flying dragon, whose scales had a large number of cracks, and even its skin had a multitude of fissures. The wing mbranes of its wings were tattered, sporting several small holes.
It was as if its entire body had begun to decay.
The power of the dragon breath had not dissipated due to the decay of the body; instead, it seed as if the dragon breath, deprived of the radiation of dragonfla power, began to deteriorate into another form.
Noticing Russell observing his mount, the bipedal flying dragon, Fred spoke in a grave tone, “Your Grace, the Grand Duke, might have never seen the decline of a bipedal flying dragon. Once we reach the crater, Your Grace can capture one and observe it closely.”
Russell did not refuse, “Alright.”
“Your Grace is the pioneer and pinnacle of the Way of the Knight; you may find inspiration in the downfall of the bipedal flying dragons,” Fred sighed, “This may be one of the last few things my Molten Fire Duchy can do for the survival of humanity.”
“Don’t be so pessimistic, Fred,” Russell consoled, “Although the ltdown dragon has fallen, the people of the Molten Fire Duchy still need to carry on its will and continue to thrive on the Dragon Sleep Continent. Your responsibility is still significant.”
Fred slowly nodded, his eyes showing an unusual fervor, as if he wanted to say sothing but did not imdiately speak.
Thus he accompanied Russell, flying into the ltdown Volcano from the crater.
In the magma pool, scorching breaths billowed endlessly, but the dragon’s oppressive presence had dissipated. This place was left as an ordinary volcano, unable to draw strength from beneath the earth any longer, unable to radiate warmth to its surroundings.
“So this is what an extinguished volcano looks like,” Russell reached out, feeling the breath within the crater.
“Death… really is quite a terrifying thing,” Polly also expressed with empathy, “Warmth is stripping away from here; it’s a strange feeling to actually sense a chill in a volcano.”
“This is not a chill from reality; it’s the coldness of death that the soul senses.”
“Russell, do you think Ice Cream can erupt in this volcano’s ruins and then save this country?”
“In theory, yes, but Ice Cream is still in a light slumber, too disconnected to communicate such detailed content,” Russell shook his head inwardly, “And actually, I don’t want Ice Cream to erupt here, too far from the Shadowfla Duchy.”
“Hehe,” Polly joked, “Sonbra has the gift of Quiet Dream teleportation; you could easily manage both sides.”
“Er… That’s true, but it’s complicated in terms of legal precedent. I am a subject of the Shadowfla Duchy. The direct lineage of the Flacrest Dragonblood Family has ceased, which is why I was able to take soone’s place and form an agreent with the Shadowfla.”
If the direct lineage of the Flacrest Dragonblood Family hadn’t ceased, the Shadowfla Dragon wouldn’t have so readily cast off the power of its binding contracts.
And started afresh with Russell.
But the Molten Fire Duchy was different. Although the dragon had fallen in battle, the bloodline of the Molten Fire Dragon Blood Family was prospering. If Russell allowed the Little Dream Dragon to erupt here, it would clearly seem like nesting invasion, and the Moltenfire Family remained the true masters of this land.
Russell had already replaced one Dragonblood Family and did not wish to replace another; uninford people might think he enjoyed seizing others’ foundations.
“Fred,” Russell turned around.
“Your Grace the Grand Duke.”
“I want to stay in the ltdown Volcano to reflect deeply; I shall stay here tonight,” Russell said, “There are many affairs to attend to in Changting; you may deal with them… Before coming here, I spoke with King Ares and will properly assist in the relocation of your citizens.”
“On behalf of the Molten Fire Duchy’s displaced people, I thank Your Grace!” Fred bowed deeply.
He glanced at Russell, who was now sitting cross-legged on the edge of the magma pool, and couldn’t help but ask, “Your Grace, would you and King Ares receive all the citizens of the Molten Fire Duchy? Eight million people is a huge burden for any country.”
“Yes, I can accept them all by myself,” Russell nodded firmly, “You don’t need to worry about that.”
That was precisely what he lacked—people!
Fred finally breathed a sigh of relief, then with renewed hope, he asked, “Your Grace, Fred has lost everything. May I travel to the Shadowfla Duchy and follow you, to start anew under your banner?”
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