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Chapter 657 - 657 655 Dragged Out from the Abyss

Chapter 657: Chapter 655: Dragged Out from the Abyss Chapter 657: Chapter 655: Dragged Out from the Abyss Snow howled ceaselessly on the snowfield, making one wonder what Frost Star had done before the invasion to ice seal the entire Dragon Sleep Continent.

After the Amber Council was established, discussions about investigating the reason behind the ice-seal of Dragon Sleep Continent had taken place.

Initially, Russell thought it might be the Ice Crystal Relic at work.

However, as numerous relics seized by humans were successively plunged into the Dreamscape Volcano to nourish the Amber Great Tree, the relics began to melt, but the ice cap on the snowfield showed no signs of thawing.

Therefore,

It was highly likely that the Ice Crystal Relic was merely a trigger device, and the true power that ice-sealed the Dragon Sleep Continent came from another source.

“It might be some Secret Technique that connects Frost Star and Dragon Star, then uses the power of Frost Star’s ice and snow to freeze the Dragon Sleep Continent,” Russell said, raising his head to gaze at the horizon, where a faint white star hung.

That was Frost Star.

Taking his eyes off the star looming overhead, Russell stopped paying attention to Frost Star as it would catch up with Dragon Star in a few months, then gradually overlap.

At that time, the true appearance of Frost Star could be seen clearly.

“This is the place, Shadowflame,” Russell said upon seeing a giant ice sculpture tombstone standing on the snowfield.

It was a memorial tombstone for the Ice Ridge Dragon.

The Ice Ridge Dragon had perished here, and the Knight Regiment of the Ice Ridge Duchy had also been slaughtered nearby.

“I haven’t sensed any unusual aura.” The Shadowflame Dragon squinted its eyes, its Dragonflame vibrating and spreading around as it meticulously sensed the subtle abnormalities of Magic Power between heaven and earth, but it sensed nothing unusual.

“Let’s go around first.” Mounted on the Shadowflame Dragon, Russell circled the area for half the day within a few dozen kilometers.

And still, they found nothing unusual.

“Maybe it was just an illusion—those knights were frightened out of their wits, thinking any rustle of the grass was some vengeful dragon,” Shadowflame Dragon commented indifferently, sniffing the air, “Five thousand years of the Warm Age, despite numerous calls for revenge, no Vengeful Dragon appeared!”

“Yes, I also think there’s something amiss. Besides ‘Song of the Volcano,’ there’s no other record of the Vengeful Dragon.”

After investigating and confirming there were no anomalies, Russell also felt it was unlikely that the Vengeful Dragon really existed.

However,

He was not ready to give up, “Shadowflame, if the Vengeful Dragon were an Ancient Dragon, then it would be an incarnation of rules… Perhaps we haven’t encountered the rules, so we can’t detect its presence.”

“What do you plan to do?”

“It’s time to let Ice Cream come out and do something,” Russell said, the corners of his mouth curling into a smile as he immersed his consciousness into the mark on his left hand.

The barrier between reality and Amber Dreamscape shattered in an instant.

The formidable power of Rule descended, all surrounding spaces penetrated by rules, and then, an amber-colored shadow of an Ancient Dragon emerged behind Russell and Shadowflame Dragon, its icy-cold eyes gazing at the snowfield.

“Ice Cream, we need your help to find the aura of the Vengeful Dragon!” Russell said, glancing back at the shadow of the Little Dream Dragon.

Then he continued to ride the Shadowflame Dragon, flying over this part of the snowfield.

He did not hold much hope in his heart, but as he and the Shadowflame Dragon flew over that ice sculpture tombstone,

The shadow of the Little Dream Dragon suddenly trembled, the invisible Rule Power around them seemed stimulated by something, wildly pulling in the void.

The intangible confrontation unleashed terrifying pressure.

But only Russell and Shadowflame could feel it, while everything on the surrounding snowfield remained calm.

Shadowflame Dragon’s gaze fixated on the void.

Russell’s heartbeat accelerated as he quietly waited for the invisible clash of Rule Power in the space. He now understood that the knights had not been mistaken; this place indeed harbored one—a Revenge Ancient Dragon!

Hum!

The space rippled, Rules shattered.

An invisible gale rose from somewhere in the void, blowing across the Shadowflame Dragon, causing its scales to quietly start showing signs of chafing.

“So powerful!” thought the Shadowflame Dragon, shocked in its heart. Dragonflame surged forth, swiftly repairing the scales on its body, then stubbornly bracing itself against the aftermath of the clash of Rules, waiting to witness a miracle, a miracle where legend turned into reality.

Behind it, the Dreamscape Ancient Dragon’s phantom radiated a warm amber glow; the indifference on the phantom dragon’s face grew even denser.

And those faint amber phantom eyes now revealed a boundless, intense ferocity.

The Little Dream Dragon had exerted all its strength, and the eruption of Rule Power almost tore the surrounding space apart.

Just as the space was about to give in, rippling like the surface of water,

A pitch-black shadow was forcibly pulled from the void by the invisible Rule Power. That was a giant dragon hundreds of meters long, its body tattered like rag cloth, even uglier than a fallen Bipedal Flying Dragon.

It was entirely pitch-black.

Even the pupils were pitch-black, but within those pupils shone an unusual black light, revealing an unbounded madness.

That was the gaze of hatred!

Russell merely exchanged glances with this black, rag-like giant dragon before swiftly turning away. Merely a few more looks at that intense hatred could make him also become mad with hatred, hating the heavens, the earth, and all things!

“Revenge Ancient Dragon!” Russell no longer had any doubts, the records in “Song of the Volcano” were true.

That Lost Dragon had indeed evolved into a Revenge Ancient Dragon after merging with Sigruft.

Russell shifted his gaze, looking towards the throne above the head of the Vengeful Dragon.

A figure, wrapped in black chains, sat painfully on the throne, seemingly suffering indescribable torment all the time. However, as the Little Dream Dragon dragged the entire Vengeful Ancient Dragon out, this figure gradually calmed down.

No longer in pain, and his clarity was restored.

His figure was no longer pitch-black but had returned to appearing as a thirty-year-old man dressed in knight’s armor.

He slowly turned his head to look at Russell.

Russell raised an eyebrow, “Darimu Ice Ridge?”

The knight, seeming somewhat slow-witted, took a long time to respond to Russell’s question, “Darimu… I am Darimu… Darimu… Yes, I remember now, I am Darimu Ice Ridge!”

“Good, you can still remember your identity,” Russell said, looking straight at Young Lord Darimu.

At this moment,

The Shadowflame Dragon and the Revenge Ancient Dragon hovered face to face in the air; although the Shadowflame Dragon seemed a bit insignificant compared to the Revenge Ancient Dragon, the phantom of the Little Dream Dragon hovering behind it provided enough momentum.

Not at all weaker than this legendary Ancient Dragon.

“Who are you?” Young Lord Darimu sat on the throne, never getting up, in fact, his lower body had already fused with the throne.

“I am Russell Amber Dream, the current chairman of the Amber Council, you can simply understand me as the human leader of the Dragon Sleep Continent,” Russell said calmly, looking at the other, “I am currently leading all humans in resisting the Frost Star invasion!”

“Russell Amber Dream…” Young Lord Darimu shook his head; he hadn’t heard Russell’s name.

The fall of the Ice Ridge Duchy had happened before the news of the Thunder Voice Conference had reached him, so he did not know of Russell’s deeds.

He used his slow-working brain, pondered for a while, then spoke again, his voice hoarse, “Did you call me from the abyss? Thank you, Russell Amber Dream, you have freed me from my pain!”

“You’re welcome. Frost Star is about to arrive, and humans need every bit of strength.” Russell looked at Darimu, who still seemed relatively lucid and asked calmly, “Darimu, will you fight for humanity?”