Warm Dragon

Time flies, and the time of slumber is fast. In a blink of an eye, it has been 252 years of the Amber Calendar.

The new old world has arrived.

The seven gods woke up from their slumber, flew out of the volcano again, and began to take charge of the major decisions of the Federation.

"Things have changed."

The first thing Russell did after waking up was to go to the cemetery near the Dream Volcano to pay tribute to his relatives.

After more than 90 years of slumber, almost all of his parents and relatives have passed away, leaving only Mel Yujiuhua who is still frozen. However, the fluorescent mushroom family has been prosperous and has many bloodlines.

After all, it is Russell's family of origin, and there is a duke title circulating, so it will naturally become one of the largest families in the Amber Federation.

"There are many familiar beings among the children of the stars." Elune followed Russell and walked in the cemetery together.

"Star Children can be considered as immortals."

"Human life span is also increasing... I just took a look around the Federation. Humans and Star Children intermarried and gave birth to many strange half-star people. I remember that humans and Star Children have reproductive isolation."

"Everything is based on magic. The creatures of our two planets are born from the similar evolution of magic."

"But the Snow Demon Clan is different."

"In the world of the Snow Demon Clan, magic evolved to the extreme in one direction, which led to the weirdness of the Snow Demon. The magic of the Dragon Sleeping Continent is divided into many elemental attributes, while the magic of the Starlight Everlasting Land evolved wildly, and they all ended up in the same place."

Russell looked at Elune and said with a smile.

One is a human and the other is a Star Child, but their physiological structures are basically the same, and they are the same origin of the Cosmic Tree, so naturally there is no reproductive isolation.

In other words, if the two of them combine, they can also give birth to children of the blood of the gods.

"I really want to see what the Cosmic Tree looked like when it was most prosperous." Elune sighed.

"The Cosmic Tree is dead, but the Amber Tree is still growing. We can live forever and see this day sooner or later."

"It's hard to imagine what a magical life the Cosmic Tree and the Amber Tree are."

"This is the greatness of the Creator. Even gods like us cannot master the laws of creation of such cosmic creatures." Russell said. He is a god, but he only masters the rules of a planet.

Rules and laws are different.

Rules are the operating logic under the extension of laws, which only apply to one planet, but laws are the basic operating principles of the entire universe.

After worshiping in the cemetery, Russell brought Elune to the Amber City.

A custom tower meeting was held to meet with the new cabinet ministers of the Amber Federation and the strongest people of the Federation.

The general manager of the Federation is a half-star. He talked freely at the meeting and reported the recent situation of the Federation in detail.

At this time, the Amber Federation has been highly developed.

There are tall buildings everywhere, the Internet connects the vast world, airplanes roar across the sky, and driverless cars fill the streets. Various humans are dressed in strange clothes, and there are also a large number of strange creatures, also mixed in the streets.

There is a sense of absurdity of cyberpunk.

It's just that the Amber Federation cannot detect the starry sky. After all, it is still a small world, and there is an absolute barrier between it and the real world.

Only one day, the Amber Federation will be completely independent from the parasitic planet, and the development of the Federation can break out of this land and rush to the universe.

"How did this world develop into this ghost?" Elden Xuanbi frowned. He couldn't accept the current Amber Federation, especially the current human beings, who are neither human nor ghost.

Various ideas that challenge ideas, along with the abundance of material life, began to impact the entire social system.

If there were no significant gaps in strength levels in the extraordinary world, I am afraid that the system that maintains the Amber Federation would be overwhelmed.

"As society develops, people's thoughts naturally develop as well." Russell can understand all this very well. "Although the power of the supernatural is powerful, the power of wisdom should not be underestimated. Keeping them in sync is the way to go."

With the help of the supernatural power, build the world system of the upper and lower worlds.

With the help of the power of science and technology, explore the universe and find more planets that can be migrated to spread civilization.

Even if the Amber Tree is invaded by maggot monsters again in the future, the power of the magic side will fail, and the power of the technology side may be able to stand up.

"No matter!" Old-fashioned Elden shook his head, "Your Majesty, open the door to the other world, let us go to this 'Land of Heroes' and see if there are any gods born in this old world!"

"Okay!"

Get ready and open the door to the other world.

Russell, Elune, and Elden crossed the door to the other world and went to the old world of the Land of Heroes.

Shadow Flame, Dream, Darim and Sesbania stayed in the Amber Dream.

As soon as she stepped on the land of the Heroic Spirits, Elune frowned: "The air here is filled with the smell of curses and blood, without a trace of peace... It's a really smelly planet."

"Try to predict it." Russell said.

Elune nodded, then closed her eyes, silently feeling the breath of this world. When she finally opened her eyes, she shook her head: "Disaster, betrayal, revenge, bloodthirstiness... The creatures in this world are on the verge of death."

"Oh, it seems that peaceful means are useless." Elden's eyes lit up and he looked very excited.

He is much more warlike than Russell.

The three gods began to walk on the Earth of Heroes, and soon they quickly investigated the situation here. The Earth of Heroes is a planet two-thirds of which is land.

Almost all land is connected together, forming vast continents and broken inland seas.

The creatures here are also similar to humans.

But the difference is that they developed from wild beasts, so they retain many of the characteristics of wild beasts, and are divided into many tribes according to different beast characteristics.

For example, the tauren tribe, the wild boar tribe, the gnoll tribe, the harpy tribe, the lizard tribe, and so on.

These intelligent creatures are collectively called orcs.

"It's a very interesting planet. It's a pity that the brutal killings among the orcs have completely destroyed all this beauty." The three Russells quickly walked around the planet and found no god-level experts.

Moreover, during this period, a war was taking place among the orc tribes that affected the entire planet.

Killings are happening around every corner.

"Use violent mining. These orcs are really ugly. I don't want them to pollute the image of the Amber Federation... Although the current Amber Federation has been made into a mess by those new and new humans," Elden said.

"Elune, what do you think?" Russell asked.

Elune frowned and said, "Just exploit the original power. Let these orc tribes fend for themselves."

"Then it's decided, let's get started!"

Next, Russell took the ancient dragon of the dream and began to peel off the roots of the amber tree again. He gave up the land of eternal starlight and began to parasitize in the outer sky of the heroic land to complete the integration.

Then the experienced machine of Amber Federation started.

A large number of dragon knights, fantasy dragon knights, animal demigods, and star son demigods entered the Land of Heroes and began to expel the orc tribe. When the cracks are formed, immediately cross the Black Evil Ocean and mine the original power.

Russell also promoted a group of potential demigod-level federal masters to enter every corner of the Land of Heroes to gain experience.

"The most important thing for ancient dragons, or at the level of gods, is to integrate into the rules and transform into rules. The Land of Heroes is also a magical world, and there are also many rules hidden there. If you can find it, you can be promoted to gods!"

The seven great gods are far from enough to shape the foundation of the Amber Dream.

So Russell hoped that more people could be promoted. He encouraged everyone: "Go and find your rules!"

The demigod masters left.

Russell also started a new round of swordsmanship comprehension on an island in the Land of Heroes. He planned to integrate the magic of the evolution of this world into his own swordsmanship.

"After nearly a hundred years of slumber, I have mastered all my previous sword skills and condensed them into three swords!"

"One is the Sword of Elements, the other is the Sword of Extreme Cold, and the third is the Sword of Wildness!"

The Sword of Elements is the ultimate in elemental power, the Sword of Extreme Cold is the ultimate in the power of frost and snow, and the Sword of Wildness is naturally the ultimate in wild power. He has understood the evolution of magic power in the past three extinct planets to the extreme. .

"Now!"

Russell's figure was illusory. The orc tribe on the island was living and fighting normally, and no one noticed his existence.

And he just observed every move of the orcs, observed how the magic power of the heroic land evolved, and then began to build his fourth sword: "This sword will be the ultimate in the power of the orcs... heroic spirits!"

Boom!

The earth cracked open, the Amber Federation fell from the sky, and the orc tribes in the war, after overcoming the initial panic, started the war again.

The blood feud is already as high as the sky, and even if the world is destroyed, it cannot be quelled.

Everyone in the Amber Federation does not care about the war between the orc tribes. As long as it is not affected, they focus on exploiting the original power.

The knowledgeable people among the orcs obviously had a premonition of something and wanted to stop all this, but the endless war made their efforts in vain - even if the orc tribes united together, they could not stop the Amber Federation.

Nirvana has begun to accelerate, and the power of the heroic spirits that the orcs rely on to fight is gradually becoming thinner.

Many orcs suddenly discovered during the battle that the high-level heroic spirits that could be summoned in the past could no longer be summoned. The level of magic in this extraordinary world plummeted. Without the protection of heroic spirits, the strong began to wither.

"Why!"

"Could it be that our ancestors were disappointed with us, so they took back their heroic spirits?" The high priest of the orc tribe on the island looked up at the starry sky above his head and sighed.

"No, it's because you haven't mastered the true heroic spirit." Suddenly a voice sounded from behind the high priest.

The high priest suddenly turned around: "Who is it!"

Then he saw a strange orc, an orc with no beast characteristics, walking slowly through the void.

He held a flaming long sword in his hand, with a warm smile on his face: "The weak prey on the strong. If you did not give birth to the gods among the orcs, you are destined to perish along with this planet."

The person who came was naturally Russell.

He slowly raised the flaming sword in his hand and drew a circle in the air. The next moment, countless orc shadows roared out of the circle.

"Heroic spirits!" The high priest lost his voice and almost bulged his eyes out, "Heroic spirits of various tribes!"

"No, this is not a heroic spirit, this is..." The burning sword in Russell's hand suddenly swung, and many shadows broke apart, turning into a huge long sword shadow, slashing into the void, shattering the space.

The high priest immediately knelt on the ground and kowtowed: "Heroic Spirits, Heroic Spirits, Heroic Spirits who saved our tribe, you must have heard the call of humble believers and came down from the Temple of Heroes to save us!"

"No, no, no." Russell waved his hand, "I am not a Heroic Spirit, and I can't save you, I am just a... swordsman."

After saying that, he turned around.

The high priest looked at Russell blankly as he left, and yelled: "Heroic Spirits, you can't leave, you must save us! Heroic Spirits, Heroic Spirits, you... where are you going!"

A voice floated from afar.

"I'm going to collect folk songs on the battlefield, swordsmanship, war, extinction... I have found my rule authority..."

The voice was intermittent.

The high priest couldn't understand: "The land of Heroes is good... on the battlefield... blood and death... forging... my ancient road..."