Chapter 261 The Tyrant Is Coming

- Archduke Ivan turned into a dragon.

The news quickly spread throughout Winter Province.

It is impossible to hide.

Almost everyone saw it, a giant dragon with bright yellow pupils and white scales like snow flew out of the Grand Duke's Mansion wrapped in frost, and circled and danced reluctantly over the Frost Language Province.

When it flew out, the frost condensed around it formed a white trail in the deep space. Under the night sky, the frost-like scales on his body seemed to glisten.

With the traces of the dragon's flight, gorgeous snow fell in the big enchantment. Catch those crystallized plants and the coming year will bloom with pure white flowers.

If you eat these flowers, you can make the mood of sorrow, anxiety and fear become calm again...

——This is the last gift Ivan Winter gave to people.

People gathered on the street, or opened windows in their homes, watching their fighters turn into giant dragons, hovering low in the sky, or crouching on high platforms.

The bright yellow dragon eyes were full of strong emotions.

Nostalgia, joy, attachment... Even across races and hundreds of meters apart, you can clearly see the overflowing feelings in its heart.

He gained a healthy body and regained his full feelings—at the end of his mission as the Grand Duke of Winter, the spell called the Heart of Winter was unlocked.

Even if he didn't know anything before, the Winter People who saw this scene quickly understood.

Their grand duke, Ivan Winter, is leaving them today.

But only a few know that this is not a painful farewell.

Because... the dragon named Ivan Frostwhisper will also be born today.

"Goodbye, Ivan."

Annan stood in front of the wide open floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the pure white dragon flying freely in the air and gradually becoming proficient with a new body.

Rather than a floor-to-ceiling window, an entire wall opens outwards. This is the top floor of the Grand Duke's Mansion, where the "dragon" was born.

In this snowfall, Annan's clothes were thin.

He was wearing a pure white slim-fitting dress, and he was tall and straight. Behind Annan, he was wearing a white hollowed-out veil shawl—that was the dress of the Grand Duke when he came to the throne.

Annan's right eye is a rag-doll-like clear and transparent ice-blue pupil, while his emerald-like left eye glitters with divine brilliance. He stared deeply at Ivan who turned into a white dragon.

Finally, the dragon flew over every part of Frostwhisper.

It flew back to the Grand Duke's Mansion again in the eyes of the people.

On the top floor of the Grand Duke's Mansion, Annan held a scepter even higher than him. The three-colored scepter held a crystal ball tightly, and at the bottom was an upside-down silver cross.

The pure white dragon carried the moonlight all over his body and flew towards Annan.

... the moon really came to me.

Annan sighed silently, and silently raised the tricolor scepter high.

And Ivan stretched out the dragon's claw - the giant claw that can hold Annan's head in his hand.

Now it just puts one of its fingers on the scepter.

Obviously it's just a crystal ball.

But like a sharp steel needle, it pierced the dragon's claws - dark red blood, slowly dripping on the scepter,

It soaked the entire crystal ball, causing it to emit a faint dark red light.

This is the succession ceremony of Archduke Winter.

It means that the three-color scepter is no longer under the control of Ivan Winter, and it also means the complete transfer of power.

"hold head high--"

Ivan uttered a dragon roar again, hovering and flying towards the sky.

With the opening of the small barrier of Frost Whisper Province, the moment the quiet blizzard fell, the pure white dragon roared and flew away.

After the dragon's figure completely disappeared.

Standing in the raised ceremony array, Annan's cold and sweet announcement resounded throughout the city:

[I am Annan Lindong. Son of Ivan, Lord of Winter——]

He raised the scepter in his hand slightly? The crystal ball that flashed with dark red light quickly washed away the blood? It flashed bright ice blue again.

Under that brilliance, the small barrier that opened was closed again.

Due to the opening of the barrier? The influx of snow was cut off again.

The new Archduke of Winter was born here.

In the province of St. Alexis? The residence of the Melvin family.

In a closed village filled with the smell of incense and completely cut off from the outside world, a man with no hair and bright golden pupils stood on a high stone bell tower.

There are many runes imprinted on the back of his head? It looks like a disc with a complicated shape. Now the light golden halo is flowing between the runes, and a triple halo blooms on the back of the head.

If you look from the front, you can see the sacred halo emerging from behind the man's head? It is slowly rotating clockwise, counterclockwise, and clockwise.

Behind him, a girl with black hair reaching to the ground knelt down and narrated to him in a low voice:

"...Since that time, we have made a mistake in the ritual positioning of the 'Bone Lord'. It was initially confirmed that the interference of the divine power of the 'God of Silence' caused the transformation of the position of the 'Bone Lord'. The elders are already re-establishing Preparing for ceremony? Performing recalibration? Preliminary calibration can be done in three days…”

And the man didn't respond.

His lips were closed, and his eyes shone brightly. His whole person was shining in the night, under the starry sky, like the sun after sunset.

He quietly stared in the direction of the northern Frost Whisper Province without saying a word.

Northland, Wrangel Province.

Wearing a frost-colored military uniform? A tall and straight middle-aged nobleman with a scar on his face that had cut his left eye vertically. He looked up at the southern night sky with a gloomy expression on his face.

He was Ostov Dolgoruki, a former lieutenant of the Frost Beasts. He is also the current head of the Dolgoruki family.

"Ivan has become a dragon? Annan Lindong is still alive."

Behind him, a kind-faced, white-haired old man wearing single-rimmed glasses said calmly, "I'm sorry? Viscount Dolgoruki.

"But I think, you will meet the revenge of our new archduke next."

"...I understand? Your Excellency the Count."

Ostov said slowly: "I'm ready? It won't affect you."

"Huh? You got it wrong. I didn't mean that."

The old man was behind him, with his hands firmly behind his back, and said calmly like an old housekeeper.

A tall, thin man with dark skin and eyes shone with a faint green light suddenly flashed out of the shadows under his feet.

There was a dark shadow between his hands.

Suddenly, the thin thread was tightly wrapped around Viscount Ostov's neck.

Viscount Ostov struggled fiercely and groaned, but he couldn't say a word.

The old man's squinted eyes opened.

Revealing dark golden vertical pupils.

He said leisurely: "I mean... you may be able to use it for other purposes."

Above the "Fourth Depletion" collection hall, a ferocious beast with dark golden pupils crouched quietly.

That is "the beauty of imbalance" Wasika Rasputin.

If Annan can see what it looks like at the moment, she will know that she is not a "Catwoman".

Because it was a lynx.

The markings on its body form a completely asymmetrical, but strangely beautiful pattern that makes people feel dizzy at a glance.

And now it just quietly looked at the pure white giant dragon in the distance.

The white falling snow fell on it, but it did not melt at all, but covered it with a thin layer. On the contrary, the ceiling below it melted the falling snow due to the temperature in the "Fourth Depletion" collection.

"...[Tyrant] is coming."

In the mouth of the lynx, there was a very magnetic low voice-Washika's gender today is male.

"—Blizzard as well."