Comprehending the Mystic Art: Wind Sword had come naturally. When he had advanced alongside Hape, he had already grasped the essence of the Wind Element.
Earth, Water, Fire, Wind; Lightning, Light, Ice, Dark.
The essence of the world could be reduced to eight elements. Dragons were the incarnations of these eight elements, capable of stirring endless elemental power with every gesture.
Of course, Russell could only draw upon a small amount of elemental power through his swordsmanship.
But dragons possessed only a single type of elemental power, while Russell, through his swordsmanship, had already managed to stir both Wind and Lightning.
"In a sense, I've already surpassed dragons!" Russell had dismissed the Meteor Butterfly Sword, and the surrounding wind returned to normal, tousling his pale golden hair. "Don't you agree, Polly, Hape?"
"Hehe." Polly did not answer.
Hape merely gave a perfunctory reply. "In a sense, that is indeed true."
"It all depends on everyone's efforts." Russell paced through the air, flying toward Blackfire Land. "But we can't grow complacent yet. There is still tremendous room for us to improve, and we must work hard in the time ahead!"
"Work hard in what direction?" Polly asked.
"Fusion."
"Fusion?"
"I need to fully integrate my understanding of the Lightning Element and Wind Element, so that I can stir the power of both elements at once!" Russell was brimming with confidence. "When I stir only one elemental power, the gap between dragons and me is immeasurable. But once I can stir multiple elemental powers, I may not be unable to catch up to the dragons' backs!"
Upon hearing this, Polly and Hape agreed in unison.
Though they were pseudo-dragons, they likewise longed to become stronger. Hape in particular possessed the most resolute will to grow stronger.
Before long, Russell had returned to