Evil dragon has a warm heart
Chapter 421 - 421 420 The Voice of Magic Power

Chapter 421: Chapter 420: The Voice of Magic Power Chapter 421: Chapter 420: The Voice of Magic Power Pseudo-Harpy Dragon Hape stayed at the Greentown Garden Cold Spring Point, keeping company with its fellow Owl-Like Dragons.

Baron Roman, Lord Croia, and Lord Hancock guarded the Knight Regiment as they camped on the snowfield.

The protection of the three Flying Dragon Knights and the occasional scouting arrows probing beneath the ice caps made the area secure.

Thus, Russell could camp with peace of mind on the edge of the Heibo Mountains in the Snow Forest.

“This place is on the edge of the Heibo Mountains, so let’s call it the Heibo Snow Forest,” Russell named the snow forest casually.

“Roar.” Black Oil Dragon Ross hummed softly, not fond of this place.

The Heibo Snow Forest lacked features like cold spring points similar to those in Greentown Garden, making the environment much harsher.

However, the forest was large enough to barely sustain a fragile ecosystem.

For this reason, phantom beasts could exist here.

Whoosh.

Ross landed on the ground, and according to Russell’s guidance, crouched in a clearing in the center of the Snow Forest, using its body to provide Russell with a warm and comfortable camping environment.

Russell himself hunted a wild rabbit.

He melted some snow water, simply skinned and cleaned the rabbit, then skewered it on a stick and started to roast it with firewood he had gathered.

The silent night was only disturbed by the crackling of the firewood.

Ross lay on the ground with its head drooping on its wings, its eyes squinted to slits, appearing to sleep but actually remaining highly vigilant.

Outside the territories of the Shadowflame Grand Duchy, it never slept soundly.

Unicorn Polly did not appear but instead took the form of the Mark of the Thunder Lord to create a set of clothes for Russell. This blended state also ensured that it could transport Russell using the Ethereal Dream Escape Skill at the first sign of any danger.

Crack.

A few sparks burst from the firewood.

Just then, a familiar yet strange whisper reached Russell’s ears, “Flames, roasted meat, this is a human, a human from a place of warmth, and a Bipedal Flying Dragon… They all are warmly wrapped.”

“Hmm?” Russell’s eyes slightly narrowed, outwardly unflinching.

But he had already clenched an Ice Pellet Pearl and activated the Ethereal Dream Gaze Skill, instantly switching his view to a different scene.

The campfire before him had vanished.

In its place was the glow of his own magic power, and the intense red flame patterns of Black Oil Dragon Ross behind him.

The faint glow of a Fir Parasite illuminated from a nearby Snow Fir Tree.

But Russell gently turned his head, his gaze searching the surroundings. He still could not find any magic light belonging to the phantom beast.

“How strange, this phantom beast is clearly lurking nearby, observing me, but why can’t I see it?” Russell frowned, “Moreover, it seems to have no interest in my roasted meat. Could it be a herbivorous phantom beast?”

Initially, he had lured Hape using roasted rat meat.

Tonight, he had intended to repeat the trick by roasting a wild rabbit to attract the unknown phantom beast, but unfortunately, this tactic was ineffective.

Thus, Russell was left to enjoy the roasted rabbit by himself.

Under a moon bright with scarce stars, and after waiting for a long time without hearing more Lucky Whisper, Russell leaned against Black Oil Dragon Ross and dozed off, half-asleep.

“Caw!”

After a month, Little Dream Dragon finally woke from its deep sleep, accompanying the Gloomy Dreamland once again.

“Ice cream, my dearest ice cream, I missed you!” Russell laughed heartily, leaping directly onto the back of the Little Dream Dragon.

In an instant, magic power lit up.

“Caw!” Little Dream Dragon cockily shook its head.

Russell then noticed, after digesting the little finger of Snow Giant Da, its body had finally undergone noticeable changes.

Firstly, its torso had expanded in size. Previously, it was “two-headed,” with the head and body approximately the same size, resembling a dazed cartoon dragon. Now, it was visibly apparent that the body was larger than the head, reducing its dazed appearance significantly.

The aura of the dragon had also slightly improved.

Next was the brightness of its body. Originally, it had a bright golden glow, but now it appeared even more dazzling. Moreover, mysterious and blurry magic runes were vaguely visible on its body, far more mesmerizing than the magic runes of the Bipedal Flying Dragon.

Even Russell, upon careful observation, felt a dizzy sensation in his head, daring not to scrutinize further.

Lastly,

there were new changes to the horns on the Little Dream Dragon’s head. Initially divided into three prongs, there was now an additional fork, increasingly resembling deer antlers—but the Little Dream Dragon’s horns shone brilliantly, like crystal.

“You’ve grown up, Ice Cream!”

“Gah!”

“Too bad you still can’t talk.”

“Gah gah!”

“Don’t rush, keep developing, someday you’ll be able to speak… um, maybe speak Magic Dragon Language.” Russell said with a smile as he rubbed the Little Dream Dragon’s head, then greeted the Sword Butterfly, Thorn, Flat Louse, and Gecko.

The Little Dream Dragon looked around and tilted its head in confusion: “Gah?”

“You’re looking for Polly, aren’t you? Forget about it tonight, Polly has merged with me to form the Mark of the Thunder Lord,” Russell said, “We are now deep in the Snowfield, surrounded by peril, so Polly needs to stay alert at all times.”

If Polly were drawn into Gloomy Dreamland, they would have no escape if ambushed by Snow Giant Da and the Xueda Pilot.

After all, the Little Dream Dragon was still too weak, even in Gloomy Dreamland, to stop the actions of Snow Giant Da and the Xueda Pilot. At best, it could stealthily nibble and bite off a little toe of Snow Giant Da.

Even without Polly’s Dreamy Unicorn Horn, this nibbling might not be achievable.

“Gah.” The Little Dream Dragon nodded, no longer searching for Polly.

Russell began patrolling the entire Heibo Snow Forest with it: “Our task tonight has three parts, first, to find that Phantom Beast; second, to see if there are any fairies; third, to induce the birth of the Fir Parasitic Elf Bug.”

The third task was easily accomplished.

The Little Dream Dragon had gradually grown stronger, its Dragonflame resembling billowing smoke, so it simply needed to exhale a little Original Dragon Flame to complete the spawning of the Fir Parasitic Elf Bug.

Normally, being in the wild, there was a high chance that the Fir Parasitic Elf Bug would miscarry.

But as fate would have it, with the help of the Little Dream Dragon, the Fir Parasitic Elf Bug completely changed its destiny.

“Searching for the Phantom Beast and looking for fairies can be done simultaneously.”

However, Russell had circled the entire Heibo Snow Forest on the Little Dream Dragon, yet still couldn’t detect the magic light of the Phantom Beast.

“How strange!”

“I can hear Lucky Whisper, which means I have a connection with this Phantom Beast, but why can’t I find it? Could it be that it doesn’t reside in Heibo Snow Forest?”

Russell was somewhat skeptical of this, as, within the Heibo Mountains, although there were a few snow forests, the best habitat was this vast Heibo Snow Forest. Day and night, Russell heard the Lucky Whisper, proving the Phantom Beast was indeed in the Heibo Snow Forest.

“I can’t find it, which is really odd!”

Russell was engulfed in puzzlement.

The Little Dream Dragon seemed to sense Russell’s confusion, and with a pat-pat of its front claws against its little chest, it exclaimed: “Gah!”

“What?”

“Gah!” The Little Dream Dragon turned its head back, giving Russell a “rest assured” look.

It then roared toward the dark skies of Gloomy Dreamland, opening its mouth to shout: “Gah…”

The next moment, Gloomy Dreamland, which should have been silent except for the dialogue between Russell and the Little Dream Dragon, seemed to suddenly awaken. A plethora of rustling sounds bloomed throughout this dark dreamworld, shining like magic light.

Grrrrr…

The loudest sound, undoubtedly, emanated from Black Oil Dragon Ross, resembling both snoring and the sound of a flame burning.

“This is…” Russell instantaneously realized, “the sound of magic bursting forth, just like the magic light… this is the voice of magic!”