Evil dragon has a warm heart
Chapter 367 - 367 366 Leize

Chapter 367: Chapter 366 Leize Chapter 367: Chapter 366 Leize The wind blows, the chicken gets cold.

“Uh…” Russell gave an embarrassed smile, quickly using the unconscious Pseudo-Harpy Dragon Hape as a cover to shield his nudity.

But he soon regained his composure, “Don’t laugh, Polly, strictly speaking, we’re all the same, all naked.”

Polly chuckled back in his mind, “That’s not the same at all. I have fur, Ross has scales, and even Hape has feathers. To humans, we’re all dressed, with no exhibitionist tendencies.”

“Ahaha,” Russell laughed it off.

There was no one around, so he didn’t need to feel too embarrassed.

However, it wouldn’t be good to return to his territory without clothes: “Polly, can you please go and get me some clothes?”

“There’s no need for that, Russell, being naked isn’t that bad, and every time we merge into battle form, your body swells and bursts through your clothes,” Polly said. “Anyway, Ross and I won’t laugh at you.”

Russell’s face darkened: “That’s not acceptable, absolutely not!”

Showing up naked after every battle, what kind of dignity would the Dragon Domain Lord maintain, he would become the laughing stock of everyone.

After teasing Russell for a while, Polly said with a light laugh, “It’s easily solved.”

She then transformed into a bolt of lightning, directly entering Russell’s body, and the next moment, a golden lightning mark appeared on Russell’s forehead.

At the same time, a set of armor that flickered with faint silver light materialized on his body.

After advancing to Pseudo-Dragon, Polly’s phasing ability had greatly strengthened, already capable of actively mimicking many different things.

“Cool!”

Russell looked down at the silver-light armor on him, feeling no sense of touch, as if wearing nothing at all, not hindering any of his movements.

Yet visually, it completely shielded his body, relieving him of the worry of exposure.

Moreover, he could feel that this set of phantasmal silver-light armor was far more powerful in defense than the previous Snowy Unicorn Armour.

“This is just my proactive shape-shifting ability after ascending to Pseudo-Dragon, just tell me what armor you want, and I can morph into a mark to follow you anywhere,” Polly’s voice echoed in his mind.

“This is so cool!” Russell exclaimed.

In the past, while riding dragons, Polly couldn’t keep up with the speed and had to use Fighting Spirit Armor or Beast Fusion Shadow to keep up with Russell.

Now she only needed to transform into the lightning mark on his forehead.

After reflecting on this, Russell reached up to touch the lightning mark on his forehead, feeling the sparks jumping on it: “This mark shall be called the Mark of the Thunder Lord.”

Right then.

The Hape he was holding began to stir awake, uttering a weak cry: “Quack.”

“Hape, you’re awake.”

“What happened to me?” Hape asked in his mind.

“We were ambushed earlier, you took a hit for me and then passed out, but thankfully, it’s all over now, and we’re safe,” Russell looked at Hape with a slightly fervent gaze; this was a Phantom Beast Pseudo-Dragon Successor.

With the successful experience of Polly, perhaps one day Hape might ascend to Pseudo-Dragon—a Harpy.

By then, he would be a second-tier Dragon Domain Lord.

“Russell, you’ve grown stronger,” Hape felt the difference in Russell, “and even my power has increased.”

This was the feedback from being a Dragon Domain Lord.

After all, Pseudo-Dragon Prime Breath had boosted the intensity of Russell’s Fighting Spirit, and the naturally enhanced Fighting Spirit in turn strengthened the Prime Breath, benefiting Hape in the process.

“Rest well, we’ll become much stronger in the future, and no more danger will be able to harm us,” Russell comforted her.

It seemed that having shared a crisis together, Hape, who had woken from unconsciousness, rarely showed a vulnerable side in front of Russell, making the bond between their spirits closer than before, no longer as fiercely independent as previously.

That was a good thing.

Surviving a great disaster is a sign of blessings to come, and Russell was now extraordinarily satisfied with everything.

“I can fly now.” Hape struggled out of Russell’s embrace, flapped her wings lightly, and took to the air again.

Russell nodded gently, then rolled over and mounted the Black Oil Dragon Ross, “Let’s take a tour of this newly opened Warm Enclave and, by the way, clear out any Snow Ghosts that fell into the water. With the Warm Season coming, we need to develop this place too!”

Looking at the extensive and continually expanding new Warm Enclave, Russell was filled with joy.

But amidst his happiness, he also felt a sense of helplessness, like “looking at the ocean and sighing.”

“Develop… how to develop?” He was somewhat speechless, with his current population of ten thousand vassals, not to mention developing this new Warm Enclave, he could only develop a small part of the Blackflame Plains.

Other areas could only be left to grow wild and untamed, just like the Tributary River Mouth.

“I hope all the wastelands can turn into forests one day, then breed more Phantom Beasts and elves, perfect for me to ride the Little Dream Dragon to harvest,” he could only make the best of a bad job and thought – it’s better for the land to lie fallow than to have none at all.

The ice and snow melted rapidly, even in the cold ice age.

From high above, Russell could see the outer edges of the expanding Warm Enclave, with countless sparks of electricity flickering as the ice cap cracked and melted.

“Hmm,” he pondered silently, “Ross opening up the Blackflame Plains was like high temperatures melting the ice and snow, Polly opening up this new Warm Enclave seemed more like thunder continuously breaking down the ice and snow… Extraordinary powers are mysterious and unpredictable.”

Normal ice and snow, even under the blazing sun, would not melt so quickly.

It could only be said that whether Bipedal Flying Dragons or Pseudo-Dragons, the radiating power has indeed exceeded the natural limit.

Therefore, they could change the climate and geographical features in a short period of time.

In the vast ocean, many Snow Ghosts struggled to keep afloat. With the Warm Enclave being developed, these Snow Ghosts were unable to escape and fell into the melting snow along with the ice cap.

Russell gestured for Ross to fly close to the water’s surface, and then, with a clench of his right hand in the void, a three-meter long Thunder Greatsword condensed into existence.

It was a weapon transformed from Polly’s golden thunder-patterned Unicorn horn.

Russell didn’t come up with any fancy names for it, just calling it the Thunder Greatsword. Because it could also become a ten-meter long Thunder Lance, or a Thunder Shield, a set of Thunder Arrows, and even a flash of a Magic Wand.

In short, the Pseudo-Dragon’s transformation ability was now able to move as the heart wishes.

Zzzlap!

The Thunder Greatsword swept through the air, dazzling lightning burst forth, and a group of Snow Ghosts struggling on the water turned to ash, leaving behind Ice Pellet Pearls.

Russell beckoned lightly, using the techniques of Fighting Spirit Sword Control to gather all the Ice Pellet Pearls, tucking them into a pocket formed from his shiny silver armor. Before long, he had cleared the Warm Enclave, which had already expanded by hundreds of square kilometers.

“This Warm Enclave looks even flatter than the Blackflame Plains,” Russell observed the surging snow water back and forth, frowning slightly, “The snow water on the Blackflame Plains will still rush out in all directions looking for an outlet, but the snow water here seems… unable to flow away?”

He couldn’t help shaking his head, “If the snow water cannot drain, it wouldn’t form a swamp in the future, would it?”

If it were a swamp, the developmental value would be limited.

However, he soon came to terms with it, “It might not necessarily turn into a swamp, and even if it’s a swamp, there are ways to remodel it, like in the Fire Ant Swamp, by digging a large lake in the territory and several water channels, that should solve the problem.”

Baron Swan Quinbylf Flame-shadow’s domain, Fire Ant Swamp, was a flat swampy land difficult to develop for farming.

Latter on, after digging Swan Lake to store water, the Fire Ant Swamp gradually became a fertile granary.

“This place, tentatively named… Leize,” Russell looked at the still-expanding Warm Enclave, as evening fell, he was ready to return to his territory to rest.

When crossing the Snowfield and reaching the Blackflame Plains.

Russell suddenly thought of a possibility, “Glowing Valley, Blackflame Plains, Leize, the three Warm Enclaves are very close to each other, could they, like the Tributary River Mouth… affect and resonate with each other’s strength, and after many years form a larger territory?”

The initial Tributary River Mouth was three separate Warm Enclaves.

Just as a Knight’s Fighting Spirit can resonate, the power of the Warm Enclaves, or rather the power of the Bipedal Flying Dragons, can also resonate.

So, the original three Warm Enclaves of the Tributary River Mouth resonated with each other, connected to form a larger Warm Enclave, which resulted in the prosperity under the governance of the Rainflower Family, with over twenty small elves and even the birth of a large elf.

“If that’s the case… becoming an Earl is within reach!” Russell was cheerfully optimistic.