Mach 3 was simply too fast. A dragon might need to fly for days and nights, but Russell, riding Sacred Unicorn Polly, needed only a single day.
"Good thing we didn't get lost." When Russell sensed a deathly force, he knew he had arrived in the Molten Fire Grand Duchy.
The giant dragon had fallen, and the volcano had gone silent.
The power of radiation had already begun to wane, so within the borders of the Molten Fire Grand Duchy, the force that had sheltered all living beings had fallen into deathly silence.
"It's truly hard to imagine that a giant dragon could fall like this." Upon entering the Molten Fire Grand Duchy, Russell was filled with emotion.
He and Polly did not fly, but walked across the snow and ice.
After the giant dragon fell, the power radiated by Molten Fire Volcano did not disperse immediately. But like a decaying corpse, everything had begun to change. The most fundamental power changed the most, letting him feel the cruelty of life withering away.
"Nothing lasts forever," Polly said with a sigh.
"Yeah." Russell responded quietly. Even in an extraordinary world, nothing was truly eternal.
Humans had brief lifespans, and giant dragons likewise had limits to their lives. Mortals aged, fell ill, and died; even gods bled and fell.
Soon, he and Polly entered a Warm Enclave.
The deathly power here carried a faint trace of vitality. Without doubt, it was being sustained by the wyverns. But without the giant dragon's protection, the Warm Enclave would soon decline as well, and the wyverns would fall.
Historical records stated that when a nation perished and its giant dragon fell, its wyverns would fall with it, becoming a group of—Bone Dragons.
Their flesh rotted, and their souls suffered.
They charged fearlessly toward the