The news quickly spread throughout the entire Winter Province.
It is impossible to hide something.
Almost everyone saw it. A giant dragon with bright yellow pupils and scales as white as snow flew out of the Grand Duke's Mansion, covered in frost aura, and hovered reluctantly over the Frost Whispering Province.
When it flew out, the frost that condensed around it formed a white trail in the deep sky. Under the night sky, the frost-like scales on his body seemed to be shining.
Following the traces of the dragon's flight, gorgeous snow falls in the great barrier. Catching those crystallized plants, pure white flowers will bloom in the coming year.
If you eat these flowers, you can calm down your worries, uneasiness, and fear again...
——This is the last gift given to people by Ivan Lendong.
People gathered in the streets or opened their windows at home to watch their dragons turn into giant dragons, hovering in the sky, or squatting 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 emotions in its heart.
He gained a healthy body and regained his complete emotions - at the end of his mission as the Archduke of Winter, the curse called the Heart of Winter had also been unlocked.
Even if they had no previous knowledge, the Winter people who saw this scene quickly understood it.
Their Grand Duke, Ivan Lendong, will leave them today.
But only a few people 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 large open floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the pure white dragon flying freely in the air, gradually getting used to its new body.
Rather than saying it is a floor-to-ceiling window, it is better to say that an entire wall opens outward. This is the top floor of the Grand Duke's Palace, and it is also the place where the "dragon" was born.
In this snowfall, Annan's clothes were very thin.
He was wearing a pure white slim-fitting dress, with a tall and straight figure. Behind Annan, he was wearing a white hollow gauze shawl - it was the dress worn by the Grand Duke when he ascended the throne.
Annan's right eye has an ice-blue pupil as clear and transparent as a Ragdoll cat, while his emerald-green left eye shines with divine brilliance. He stared deeply at Ivan who had transformed into a white dragon.
Finally, the dragon flew throughout Frostwhisper.
It once again flew back to the Grand Duke's Palace in people's eyes.
On the top floor of the Grand Duke's Palace, Annan was holding a scepter that was taller than him. The three-color scepter hugged a crystal ball tightly, and at the bottom was an inverted silver cross.
The pure white dragon flew towards Annan with its body covered with moonlight.
...The moon really is coming towards me.
Annan sighed silently and silently raised the three-color scepter high.
And Ivan stretched out his dragon claw - a giant claw that could hold Annan's head in his hand.
Now it just puts one finger on the scepter.
It's obviously just a crystal ball.
But it was like a sharp steel needle piercing the dragon's claw - the dark red blood slowly dripped on the scepter, soaking the entire crystal ball, causing it to glow with a hazy dark red light.
This is the succession ceremony of the Duke of 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 let out a dragon roar again and circled towards the sky.
As the small barrier of Frost Whisper Province opened, the moment the silent blizzard fell, the pure white dragon was already roaring and flying away.
After the dragon's figure completely disappeared.
Standing in the ceremonial array of loudspeakers, Annan's cold and melodious announcement resounded throughout the city:
[I am Annan Winter. The son of Ivan, the Lord of Winter——]
He slightly raised the scepter in his hand, and the crystal ball shining with dark red light quickly washed away the blood and once again shined with bright ice blue light.
Under that light, the small barrier that opened closed again.
Due to the opening of the barrier, the incoming wind and snow were isolated again.
The new Grand Duke of Winter was born here.
In the province of St. Alexius, the seat of the Melvin family.
In a closed village filled with the smell of incense and completely isolated from the outside world, a man with no hair and golden eyes stood on a high stone clock tower.
There are many runes imprinted on the back of his head, which looks like a complex disk. Now a light golden halo is flowing between the runes, and a triple halo blooms on the back of his head.
If you look from the front, you can see the sacred halo emerging behind the man's head, slowly rotating clockwise, counterclockwise, and clockwise.
Behind him, a girl with black hair reaching the floor knelt down and narrated to him in a low voice:
"...Since that time, we have made mistakes in the ritual positioning of the 'Skeleton Lord'. The divine interference initially identified as the 'Silent God' has caused the transformation of the 'Skeleton Lord'. The elders are already re-
Prepare for the ceremony and perform recalibration. The preliminary calibration can be completed within three days..."
The man made no response to this.
His lips were tightly closed, and his eyes were shining brightly. His whole body was in the night, shining under the starry sky, like the sun after sunset.
He quietly stared in the direction of the northern Frostwhisper Province without saying a word.
Northland, Wrangel Province.
Wearing a frost-colored military uniform, he was a middle-aged nobleman with a tall and straight figure and a vertical scar across his left eye. He looked at the southern night sky with a gloomy expression.
He is Ostov Dolgoruky, a former lieutenant of the Frost Beast Army. He is also the current head of the Dolgoruky family.
"Ivan has transformed into a dragon, but Annan Winter is still not dead."
Behind him, a white-haired old man with a kind face and single-rimmed glasses said calmly: "I'm sorry, Viscount Dolgoruki.
"But I think you will face the revenge of our new Grand Duke next."
"...I understand, Your Excellency."
Ostov said slowly: "I have already made preparations and will not cause any trouble to you."
"Ah, you misunderstood. That's not what I meant."
The old man was behind him, with his hands firmly behind his back, and he spoke calmly like an old butler.
A tall, thin man with dark skin and shining green eyes suddenly emerged from the shadows at his feet.
There is a dark shadow line between his hands.
Suddenly, the thin thread was tightly wrapped around Viscount Ostov's neck.
Viscount Ostov struggled fiercely and groaned, but could not utter a word.
The old man opened his squinted eyes.
Revealing dark golden vertical pupils.
He said leisurely: "I mean... you may be able to use it for other purposes."
Above the "Fourth Exhaustion" collection hall, a ferocious beast with dark golden pupils crouched quietly.
That's exactly the "beauty of imbalance" Vasika Rasputin.
If Annan could see her appearance at this moment, she would know that she is not some kind of "Cat Woman".
Because that's a lynx.
The markings on its body form a pattern that is completely asymmetrical but has a strange beauty. A glance at it will make people feel dizzy.
But now it is just looking quietly at the pure white 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 under it melted the falling snow due to the temperature in the "Fourth Drainage" collection hall.
"...[The Tyrant] is coming."
In the lynx's mouth, a very magnetic low voice came out - Wasika's gender today is male.