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Evil dragon has a warm heart

Chapter 721 - 721 719 Queen Aisala

Author: Bai Yuhan
updatedAt: 2025-07-14

Chapter 721: Chapter 719 Queen Aisala Chapter 721: Chapter 719 Queen Aisala The civilization of the Children of the Forest is clearly still in a primitive tribal form, but there are already signs of transitioning into a nation.

Passing through one jungle after another, they arrived at the heart of the tribe, under a gigantic World Tree.

From Tyrande Windrider, it was learned that this World Tree is called “Wind Language,” and the tribe of the Children of the Forest is also named Wind Language.

“Quack!”

A huge crow flew down from the Wind Language World Tree, heading straight for Russell, then twisted its body, transforming into a half-human, half-bird female figure, curiously looking at Russell as it hovered in mid-air.

“This is Storm Crow Avina, the Guardian God of the Wind Language World Tree, the messager of the Moon God, and also the guardian deity of our Wind Speech Tribe,” Tyrande introduced.

Russell smiled and said, “Hello, Avina.”

Avina had the outline of a female body, with the key parts covered by feathers, still curiously sizing up Russell, and in a soft voice said, “Greetings, extraterrestrial visitor. Queen Aisala is waiting for you in the Tree Court.”

“Just call me Russell,” Russell said.

He carefully sensed Avina’s strength; in his perception, Avina’s aura felt roughly equivalent to that of a Phantom Dragon.

However, the ability to transform into human form was quite interesting.

It’s worth noting that on the Dragon Sleep Continent, although Phantom Dragons can shapeshift endlessly, that is only mimicry. The true form of Phantom Dragons is always the same; they cannot change into a human form like Avina can.

The Wind Language World Tree is a white wax tree.

The canopy stretches proudly towards the sky, reaching a height of over a kilometer, and the forest under its canopy constitutes the living area of the Wind Speech Tribe.

Men and women of the Children of the Forest, dressed in simple animal skin clothing, live in tree houses or tree hollows.

Russell’s arrival has attracted the attention of all the Children of the Forest.

However, they only stood on nearby trees to look on and did not come forward to disturb. There were also many Children of the Forest riding fierce animals like tigers, leopards, wild boars, and wolves, maintaining order on both sides of the paths leading to the Wind Language World Tree.

The Tree Court is located inside a hollow of the Wind Language World Tree; this is the royal court of the Wind Speech Tribe, where Queen Aisala stood on the steps, waiting for Russell’s arrival.

In Russell’s eyes, Queen Aisala could be called a peerless beauty.

Next to her, a group of female Children of the Forest wearing white hemp garments stood in line, each with golden long hair, sharp slender ears, and pale skin; all were equally beautiful without a single ugly one.

“Quack!” Avina reverted to her true crow form, alighting on a branch next to the Tree Court.

Tyrande stepped forward to bow and perform a ritual greeting: “Your Majesty, the extraterrestrial guest, Lord Russell Amber Dream, has been brought here.”

“Step back,” Queen Aisala nodded her head, then turned to Russell and slowly descended the steps.

Reaching the bottom of the staircase, she slightly bowed to Russell: “Esteemed guest, Lord Russell Amber Dream, on behalf of the Wind Speech Tribe and the Wind Language World Tree, I welcome your arrival. Please, head to the Tree Court for a talk.”

“Your Majesty, I have some companions that could use some fresh air here too,” Russell said.

“Companions?” Queen Aisala was puzzled, thinking it was the odd Little Fire Dragon on Russell’s shoulder, and thus replied, “Of course, that would be fine.”

The next moment, the diamond-shaped mark on Russell’s forehead quickly turned into beams of light, then revealed the figures of a Sacred Unicorn, Dragonbeast Hape, Infinite Ouroboros, Black Oil Two-legged Illusion Dragon, and a Netherworld Nightmare Beast.

As for the Big Dream MoTapir, it was also capable of manifesting its true form.

However, Russell still needed it to enter the minds of the Children of the Forest to help him gather information, so he did not release it.

“Ah!” Queen Aisala exclaimed.

Storm Crow Avina also cawed, sensing that each of these “beasts” was no weaker than her in strength.

Tyrande and the other Children of the Forest were also stirred.

Russell smiled and said, “No need to be nervous, they are all my contract partners. They are just curious about this new place.”

Then he stepped onto the staircase: “Your Majesty, shall we proceed?”

Queen Aisala calmed her surprised emotions and followed Russell into the Tree Court within the tree hollow.

The interior of Wind Language World Tree had been completely hollowed out.

The Tree Court was built within this gigantic hollow tree. In contrast to the simplicity of the tribes, this place could be considered luxurious. Not only was the interior palace-like in its splendor and magnificence, but there were also numerous Spirits of the Forest bustling about within the palace.

This was not much different from Russell’s initial Red Castle.

It has to be said, being the queen of the Wind Speech Tribe, Aisala’s treatment wasn’t much worse than that of a sovereign ruler.

“Quite an interesting place,” commented the Little Fire Dragon perched on his shoulder, communicating telepathically.

Russell responded in his mind, “The wealth distribution among the Spirits of the Forest tribes is even more exaggerated than that of the Dragon Sleep Continent in the old days.”

“This Queen Aisala, her strength is not weak, comparable to a Phantom Dragon Knight.”

“Yes, the overall strength of the Wind Speech Tribe is that Queen Aisala and Storm Crow Avina possess the strength of Phantom Dragons. Tyrande and these Spirits of the Forest are roughly equivalent to Pseudo-Dragon Knights… which is actually quite good.”

The strongest military forces of the countries on the old Dragon Sleep Continent were just a single Ancient Dragon.

If there were no Dragon Knights born, their combat effectiveness compared to the Wind Speech Tribe would probably be at a fifty-fifty level.

And the Wind Speech Tribe is just one among the many tribes of Spirits of the Forest in the Land of Starlight Eternal.

It shows that the strength of the Spirits of the Forest is indeed very powerful.

As he mused, Russell had already followed Queen Aisala up the steps, arriving at the great hall in the heart of the Tree Court. In this hall, there was no throne, but rather a statue several stories high.

Queen Aisala bowed to the statue, “Greetings to the Moon God.”

Russell narrowed his eyes, examining the statue. It depicted a female Spirit of the Forest, wearing a white floral wreath as a crown, dressed in a simple white robe, with long golden hair down to her waist, and barefoot.

Now that the formalities were done, Queen Aisala had a wicker chair brought over, gesturing for Russell to take a seat.

“The Moon God will come to see you with the first rays of moonlight,” said Queen Aisala. “More than a hundred years ago, the Moon God bestowed a revelation, prophesying your arrival, and instructed all Spirits of the Forest tribes to be prepared to welcome you.”

“Hmm,” Russell nodded.

Since the Moon God was not yet able to appear, Russell started to engage in small talk with Queen Aisala, enjoying the hospitality of the Wind Speech Tribe.

“Lord Russell, could you first talk about your identity?” Queen Aisala was somewhat curious. “You are the first otherworldly guest I have ever encountered… As for otherworldly, we don’t really know what place that is.”

“Dragon Sleep Continent; I come from the Dragon Sleep Continent. Precisely speaking, my status in the Dragon Sleep Continent is probably equivalent to the Moon God’s status in your Land of Starlight Eternal.”

“Ah!”

Queen Aisala quickly stood up and gave Russell a bow, “I apologize for any disrespect.”

“Not at all. I come in peace and friendship, hoping to discuss the future of the Land of Starlight Eternal with the Moon God,” Russell said with a smile, while casually chatting with Queen Aisala and waiting for Tepp to gather information for him.

Soon, from the many minds of Spirits of the Forest, he had collected enough information to fully understand the Land of Starlight Eternal.

The Moon God is the only true deity in this world, the object of worship for all creatures.

However, the Moon God has never shown Their true form in the Land of Starlight Eternal; They only descend into the consciousness of believers at night, bringing prophecies and maintaining peace in the Land of Starlight Eternal.

But the power of the Moon God is unquestionable, for beneath Them there is a group of demigod messengers.

Storm Crow Avina is one of them.

These powerful demigods draw strength from the Moon God and then protect each civilized tribe. They also continuously proclaim the authority of the Moon God to ensure that all creatures worship the Moon God alone.

“A One God Sect,” Russell murmured, stroking his chin thoughtfully.

The Little Fire Dragon immediately responded in his mind, “Amber Dreamland is not a One God Sect; Ice Cream is not the only one! Be ready, Russell; if this Moon God is too exclusionary, the only option may be battle!”

“Of course, a One God Sect is always troublesome,” Russell reassured himself mentally. “But let’s meet the Moon God first; maybe They can be recruited into Amber Dreamland… I’m quite interested in the rules of the Land of Starlight Eternal!”

The Little Fire Dragon glanced skeptically at Russell before teasing in his mind, “Is it because you like these fair-skinned, golden-haired, sensuous Spirits of the Forest?”

“Heh, Shadowflame, you seem to understand human aesthetics quite well.”

“Humans, it’s nothing special!”

“But I am no longer a mere mortal,” Russell said while admiring the exquisite beauty of Queen Aisala and responding to the Flame Ancient Giant Dragon’s jesting. “I am now a god, a Divine Spirit of Amber Dreamland!”

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