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Chapter 253 - 253 252 The Horn Pierces Reality

Chapter 253: Chapter 252: The Horn Pierces Reality Chapter 253: Chapter 252: The Horn Pierces Reality The Second Fall wasn’t a prolonged battle, spanning just a few days, but by the time Russell descended from the snowfield, he felt as if he had been transported to a different era.

Snow Giants, Great Dragons…

The Dragon Sleep Continent’s mightiest warriors clashed before him. Although the battle was too far away to see clearly, the earth-shattering power was deeply etched in his memory, heightening his reverence for this supernatural world.

In the presence of such formidable entities, he could feel his own frailty, even after ascending to the rank of Phantom Beast Knight.

“But I won’t always be weak, will I, Ice Cream?” Russell whispered softly.

The M-shaped mark in his palm flared up, a quick response from the Little Dream Dragon, signaling it would soon take Russell into the sky.

The Knights left behind soon arrived at Swan Castle.

In the absence of Baron Kunbifu Shadowflame, his son, Lord Kunstan Sunflower, received the contingent of Knights.

The Knights without titles set up camp near Swan Castle, while Russell and other aristocratic Lords stayed within the castle walls.

After enjoying a delicious meal and a warm bath,

the harsh realities of life on the snowfield came to an end, and Russell felt as though he had returned to civilized society. That night, Gloomy Dreamland finally descended upon him.

“Ga!”

The Little Dream Dragon, which had been stifled for days, burst out with a shrill cry to vent its frustration the moment it appeared.

Then, calling upon Unicorn Polly, the small assembly of one human, one dragon, one beast, and one butterfly with a flower—a family of five—casually strolled in Gloomy Dreamland. Spirits were high for all except Unicorn Polly, who seemed a bit distracted.

It was still pondering what use there was in being summoned into Gloomy Dreamland by the Little Dream Dragon.

And so, without realizing it, the party of five exited Gloomy Dreamland, continuing their stroll nearby in the form of Dream Clones.

Unwittingly, they roamed into a swamp.

Near the shore of Swan Lake, where Swan Castle stood, many swampy ponds dotted the area, which had not frozen despite the season.

Suddenly,

the bright glow of Magic Light from a swamp caught Russell’s attention.

The party quickly approached the Magic Light to investigate, ready to disregard it if it turned out to be just Spirit Insects. After all, this was someone else’s territory; even if they found Spirit Insects, it wouldn’t be right to sneak them away quietly. If the Spirit Insects were still unborn, then it wasn’t worth wasting any more time or the Little Dream Dragon’s Original Dragon Flame.

However,

when they reached the spot, they found that the source of the Magic Light was a round object emitting a faint yellow glow.

In an instant, Russell was reminded of the amber he had found in Curved Blade Mountain’s rock wall, where Sword Butterfly Amber Bugs were gestating.

“Could this also be a piece of amber?” Russell exclaimed with surprise and delight. However, his excitement soon gave way to embarrassment.

Riding aimlessly on the Little Dream Dragon, he had no idea where he had wandered to, and there weren’t any noticeable landmarks to mark the spot. In other words, when he woke up tomorrow, there would be no way to find this place again.

Even if he could locate it, there wouldn’t be time to search for it; it wasn’t as if he could overstay his welcome at Swan Castle.

And even if he did linger, looking for the Amber Worms would hardly escape the Sunflower Family’s notice, likely alerting them.

At that point, Russell would have no choice but to hand over the Amber Worms to the Sunflower Family—after all, everything wondrous within the territory belonged to the Lord.

“Ah!” Russell sighed.

He really craved amber worms, especially those like the Sword Butterfly Amber Bugs, which could actually help him comprehend swordsmanship. Their value was beyond measure.

Especially after experiencing the Second Falling battle twice, the Sword Butterfly Amber Bugs had indeed absorbed a substantial amount of swordsmanship nourishment from the battlefield. Their bodies had grown larger, and if there were one or two more major battles, it might just be possible for the Sword Butterfly to evolve.

Even if they didn’t evolve, Russell had gained immense benefits—the Sword Butterfly would slowly transfer the swordsmanship nourishment it absorbed to him.

It could be said that after the Second Falling battle, Russell’s already refined swordsmanship had reached a new level.

He was just a thin sheet of paper away from comprehending the secret technique of swordsmanship.

If he could successfully comprehend the secret technique of swordsmanship, then with a technique of that caliber, he could absolutely suppress any opponent within the same realm. In the future, when he became a Dragon Knight, with the secret technique level swordsmanship, he could defeat the Snow Giant Da in a matter of seconds.

It could be said that the higher Russell’s realm, the greater the enhancement his swordsmanship would provide.

Shaking his head, Russell controlled his greed and consoled himself, “Never mind. It’s not certain that I could find an amber worm like the Sword Butterfly. If it’s something useless like a Thorn Amber Bug, it’s not worth keeping.”

The Little Dream Dragon’s Thorn Amber Bugs on its antlers didn’t know they were being ridiculed by Russell and were still happily waving their little thorns.

Emitting thoughts of “grow grow,” “feel good,” “happy happy.”

“No more looking, Ice Cream, let’s go!” Russell successfully convinced himself, imagining the magic light that looked like an amber bug as something useless like a Thorn Amber Bug, immediately feeling much more comfortable in his heart.

A five-meter-long thorn whip, huh, really useless.

“Ga.” The Little Dream Dragon turned around, ready to stroll in another direction.

However, Unicorn Polly, who was following behind, quietly approached the yellow magic light. Not sure what she was thinking, she didn’t immediately follow the group but used mental communication to tell Russell to wait for her.

“Hmm?” Russell signaled the Little Dream Dragon to hover.

Looking back at the pink Polly, who had quietly lowered her head, and then gently poked the yellow magic light with her miniature horn.

At that moment.

He felt Polly seemed to have activated a power within her Primordial Spirit. The miniature horn suddenly emitted a flash, piercing the Dream Clone and the pitch-black dream world, directly entering the real world.

Then, with a flick of her miniature horn, the object that resembled an amber stone was picked up by Polly and stuck to her horn.

“Ah!” Russell was stunned.

But Polly turned her head back, grinning at him, “Russell, I’ve found my purpose. My horn can pierce through dreams, return to reality, and bring objects back into the dream realm!”

“No way, that works!” Russell immediately steered the Little Dream Dragon closer to Polly, trying to take the stone off her miniature horn.

But his hands went straight through the stone, touching no solidity.

“Hmm?”

“It seems only my horn can touch reality. Although the stone is sticking to my horn, it’s still in the real world.”

“Is that so!” Russell’s eyes sparkled with understanding, “Then let it stick, Polly. We’ll see tomorrow morning whether it’s also stuck to your horn in reality… If so, Polly, you’re incredibly powerful.”

Polly was delighted, very happy to have found her role and no longer just an insignificant presence within the Dream Family.

“Ga.” The Little Dream Dragon scoffed disdainfully.

Russell rubbed its head vigorously: “Our Ice Cream is the most powerful. But you need to grow quickly, strive to erupt and be born from the volcano soon. In the future, you’ll have to work together with the Shadowflame Dragon to defeat Snow Giant Da!”

The Little Dream Dragon raised its head proudly, responding boastfully, “Ga!”

Polly just smiled silently, the Sword Butterfly danced around the Little Dream Dragon, cheering for it, and as for the useless Thorn, it continued its chirpy murmur of “feel good.”

Russell let out a hearty laugh, waving his chubby little hand forward, “That’s the spirit! Let’s continue on our way, forward, forward, forward, in search of all sorts of magical creations!”