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Chapter 237: Chapter 236: The Shadowflame Dragon is Coming Chapter 237: Chapter 236: The Shadowflame Dragon is Coming Snow Demon Legion, pitch-black night.

In mounds of snow piling up like swollen lumps, dozens of Snow Ghosts huddled together, buried in the snow, drawing power.

A force was stealthily extracted from the earth, while another drifted from afar.

The distant power emanated from the Snow Giant Da, dispersing into the air, blending with the ice and snow, ultimately acting as a medium, transforming the power that the Snow Ghosts stole from the earth into special Ice Pellate force.

Each mound of snow was akin to a pus-filled sore sprouting on the surface of the earth.

Outside the snow mounds, there were some broken Snow Ghosts picking limbs from chunks of corpses on the ground, attaching them to their own bodies.

These limbs varied in how much they were mutilated and also in their origins, haphazardly cobbled together to make the Snow Ghosts look rather ridiculous, yet the power of the Ice Pellets was healing their wounds, eerily merging the mismatched body parts into a whole.

The teeth slowly sharpened; the power of Snow Ghosts slowly revived and grew stronger.

Even a few Snow Ghosts suddenly swelled up within their snow abodes, turning into large Snow Ghosts with green faces and sharp, menacing teeth.

At this moment.

A Snow Ghost seemed to reach a critical point of power and let out a painful, deep roar; its teeth started to elongate, and its nails began to grow wildly.

But the good times did not last, and abruptly, the Snow Ghosts around it disappeared one by one.

Then the evolving power was interrupted, and in a dazed state, it felt its body growing fragile, and when it looked down at itself, within the pitch-black snow mound, its body crumbled into powder like rotting wood.

Boom, the snow mound collapsed, the sound particularly clear in the night.

However, the bewildered Snow Ghosts wandering nearby merely turned their heads to look and continued their confused gait, pacing in the snowfield.

Just like that.

In the silent night, one snow mound after another collapsed, countless Snow Ghosts, Ghost Beasts, and large Snow Ghosts quietly vanished.

A pity no Snow Ghost understood why this happened, no Snow Demon noticed, and as for the Snow Giant Da, he was tens of kilometers away still, equally oblivious of the happenings on the edge of the Snow Demon Legion.

After a long time, vast swaths of snow mounds fell.

At this time, it seemed a Snow Demon sensed something amiss, waving its ice crystal weapon wildly at the surrounding air, even letting out booming roars that alarmed more Snow Ghosts and Snow Demons.

But soon, its roaring grew weaker, its body was covered in cracks, and the ice crystal weapon it swung showed numerous fractures.

Finally.

With a swish, its body completely shattered, breaking into a pile of dark blue ice fragments.

And from then on, this snowfield truly fell silent, no more collapsing snow mounds, no more roars of Snow Demons.

…

“Huff, had a good feast today, eh?”

“Ga…”

In the Gloomy Dreamland, after swallowing an Ice Soul Pearl from a Snow Demon, the Little Dream Dragon finally could not hold on anymore and logged out at the speed of light.

Consciousness turned into darkness, and when it lit up again, it was already early the next morning.

“Huff, huff.” Lord Russell got out of bed, arched his back, and felt good, recalling the feast he had last night in the Gloomy Dreamland, which left his body feeling entirely comfortable.

The Little Dream Dragon did not know how many Ice Pellet Pearls it had consumed, and at the end, it had even stuffed in an Ice Soul Pearl – it could be said that this night was purely profitable.

“Russell!” Just as Russell finished breakfast, he heard someone calling him.

“Mel, what brings you here?” Russell asked, “Have you had breakfast?””I’m leaving.” Cousin Mel’s mood was somewhat downcast, “Grandfather is accompanying the Grand Duke and the Shadowflame Dragon is on their way here. Father told me to leave now and return to Tributary River Town to guard our lands.”

“Really, the Shadowflame Dragon, the Grand Duke, and grandfather are all coming?” Russell was surprised but then thought it was about time for their arrival, “Then you should head back, have a safe journey.”

“Sigh.”

“What’s wrong, why the sigh?”

“I didn’t get to see Snow Giant Da,” Mel said dejectedly. “If you win this battle, I fear I’ll never have the chance to meet Snow Giant Da… For a knight, that’s a disgrace.”

Russell could only offer comfort: “You might not see a living Snow Giant Da, but you can see a dead Snow Giant Da… Oh, I almost forgot, Snow Demons and Snow Ghosts quickly decay after death, leaving no corpses behind.”

“Alas!” Mel heaved a deep sigh.

It took a while before he cheered up: “I must go now, Russell, my good brother, take a good look at Snow Giant Da for me, and don’t forget to tell me all about the stories on the battlefield after the triumph… Also, you must take care of yourself.”

“I know.”

“Don’t look back when it’s time to run, don’t see it as a disgrace. Both your big brother and I have run away, there’s no reason you can’t.”

“Alright.” Russell and Mel hugged each other.

Then he watched as Cousin Mel rode away on the Iron Winged Grey Crane Mora, disappearing into the sky.

After the sun rose, the Knight Regiment advanced again towards the snowfield, continuing to slaughter the Snow Demon Legion.

Fighting hard till the afternoon and into the evening, Russell couldn’t enter the Gloomy Dreamland again, not just because the Little Dream Dragon needed to digest the Ice Soul Pearl, but more importantly, the Shadowflame Dragon was approaching, and the M-shaped mark in his palm was now concealed.

“It’s coming…”

The following morning, January 22nd, Dragon Calendar year 5582.

That day, the Knight Regiment didn’t continue their extermination campaign but rested in the caves, waiting for the arrival of the most noble existence in the entire Grand Duchy of Shadowflame.

“Sir, have you ever seen a Shadowflame Dragon?” Knight Attendant Tom, leaning against the ice wall, asked curiously.

Russell was also squatting on the ground, shaking his water bottle to prevent the water inside from freezing, and shook his head in response: “No.”

“Wonder how big a Shadowflame Dragon is, they say it’s a thousand meters long!” Knight Attendant James exaggerated.

“How could that be, a hundred meters is more like it.” Someone objected.

Russell raised his hand to stop the discussion: “Enough, change the subject. The dragon is getting closer; calling its name will draw its attention. Any offence could bring disaster down upon you.”

“Yes, sir.”

Just then, Knight Commander Kendall rode over: “Lord Russell, Sir, you and Lord Eric are summoned to the commander’s tent for a meeting.”

“Okay.”

Russell mounted Unicorn Polly and went with Eric to the commander’s tent.

Upon arriving, he saw Mr. Ross outside the tent, looking somewhat restless, occasionally shooting flames out of his nostrils.

Baron Roman was calming him: “Calm down, Mr. Ross, there’s no need to be nervous about the arrival of His Highness Shadowflame. You’ve seen His Highness before, haven’t you.”

Huff-puff, huff-puff…

The vertical pupils of Mr. Ross flickered with a cold light, pondering something.

Seeing Russell arrive, he didn’t even react, and from the rising scales on his back, one could feel his tension at the moment.

“Father.” Russell approached.

“His Highness Shadowflame will be here soon, the Duke and your grandfather are coming too,” Baron Roman nodded gently. “Go change into your clothes, prepare, and join me at the command tent to welcome His Highness Shadowflame and the Duke.”

“I don’t need to change. This is the best attire I brought.” Russell flicked his black cloak.

Underneath the cloak was a full suit of dark gold ceramic armor.

“Okay then, it’s not very ceremonious, but at least you look dashing.” Although Baron Roman usually boasted that the “way of the Fluorescent Fungi Family is to keep a low profile,” he had to admit, Russell’s demeanor outshone most knights.

Not only did he possess a handsome appearance and a tall stature, but he also had an extremely impressive Unicorn Polly as his mount.

Anyone who saw him had to compliment his dashing looks!

After a satisfied glance at his younger son, Baron Roman mounted the Nightmare Specter Horse and with a grand wave of his hand declared, “Gentlemen, follow me to welcome His Highness Shadowflame and Duke!”