The overall area of ​​the Hope Plain is not very large, and it cannot be compared with the landforms on Earth such as the Yangtze River Plain.

In Earth's terms, it's less of a large plain and more of a vast flat area within a landscape of surrounding hills.

However, the naming of areas in Castanic is quite simple: a large, seemingly endless flat area is simply called a plain.

The actual area of ​​the Hope Plain is roughly equivalent to the area of ​​Kyoto City.

However, this place may no longer be called Hope Plain, as the snow and ice have turned it into a flat glacier.

Syndra's special power caused the temperature in a large surrounding area to drop.

The storm and snow gradually subsided.

The Frost Dragon snorted as it looked at the hazy ice sculptures of the Wild Beast race visible through the ice beneath the layer of ice, then flapped its wings and flew back towards the Rock Fortress.

Inside the fortress, most of the Tuscans, except for the wounded and those tending to them, had returned to the outer defensive walls.

As the huge white shadow flew over from the distance, a commotion arose among the Tuscans.

The emotions involved are mostly fear and confusion.

Although they successfully communicated with the Great Being and received His help, the Tuscans felt as if they had no reward to offer.

The Tuscans are a highly imaginative and intelligent race, but their intelligence is excessively developed in art and storytelling.

The once-popular Storytelling Association is a good example of this.

In some stories, there is often a scene where a protagonist invites a powerful helper, but after the helper has done his job, he gets angry because the protagonist cannot give him the reward he deserves. In some humorous cases, the helper might even get himself killed.

Such scenes usually make Tuscany laugh, but in the current situation, no one can laugh anymore.

They dared not even breathe as they gazed at the Frost Dragon King in the sky.

As Syndra approached, the chilling aura became increasingly noticeable.

The white dragon flew to the outside of the fortress and gradually descended.

"Boom~~~~~" "Bang bang bang..."

Outside the fortress, part of the ice cone forest, which had long been formed by the breath of frost, was crushed.

All of Tuscany felt the tremors beneath their feet, and years of accumulated dust fell from the entire rock fortress.

Syndra's white dragon head slowly lowered, looking down at the tiny "ants" on the fortress.

The Tuscans also nervously looked up at the white dragon.

However, Syndra only glanced at the other Tuscans and then ignored them, its gaze fixed on Nilua, who had striking eyes.

"Did you call upon my lord?"

A wave of consciousness devoid of any emotion was transmitted to the Tuscanys, and all the Tuscanys instinctively looked at Ni Luya.

The latter pursed her lips, clenched her fists, gripped the hem of her clothes tightly, and answered weakly.

"Yes... it's me..."

The broken tongue brought considerable pain to those two notes as well.

Syndra narrowed her eyes.

"Hmm?!" The frost dragon's nasal voice brought out a long plume of white mist, and a biting cold wind swept across the fortress walls.

This made everyone in Tuscany even more nervous.

Ni Luya pinched her thigh and shouted at the sky through gritted teeth.

"It was me! I was the one who summoned that one! What price must I pay?"

Syndra grinned, but this sight terrified a small portion of the Tuscany.

The white, sharp teeth inside the giant white dragon's mouth were exceptionally terrifying.

"The price? Hahahaha... Well then, tell me your name!"

Instead of answering the questions that Niluya and Tuscany were worried about, the Frost Dragon asked another question.

This time, Ni Luya did not hesitate and answered loudly, despite the pain in her tongue.

"My name is Ni Luya."

In Syndra's line of sight, a special kind of spatial interest was fluctuating within the girl's body below.

Or rather, this is not spiritual power, but a new kind of substance. Although it is far inferior to the energy of its master, it has a certain similarity in some aspects.

The idea of ​​many Tuscans burning together on the terrace, a supposed manifestation of life force, was originally unlikely to come to pass, because life force is such an elusive thing.

If a person breaks their leg in a car accident, their vitality will undoubtedly decrease, but it's unreliable that a normal person can burn through their vitality just by shouting.

Under the guidance of this girl, and in the special environment of the wishing altar, a special energy was actually ignited and condensed, greatly amplifying the girl's power.

This was the first time Wu You had ever experienced a projection, and it was quite inexplicable, with no notification from the system.

However, when it actually borrowed Ni Luya's mental pathway and its will descended into that world, Ni Luya's unique mental power was mixed with a trace of special energy.

Because of Ni Luya's existence, Wu You maintains a faint connection and sense of connection to this world.

At that moment, the Frost Dragon heard Niluya's loud response.

The proud dragon head slowly lowered, until it was 10 meters above Ni Luya.

A surge of mental consciousness, revealing emotions for the first time, spread throughout the entire rocky fortress.

"Then, Niluya, do you wish to sign an equal contract with me—Sindra, the Frost Dragon King—under the witness of the great God of Contracts?"

The commotion spread like lightning throughout Tuscany in an instant.

A contract! An equal contract!

Syndra originally intended to explain, but that would lower her prestige. However, she didn't expect that these little ones seemed to understand what she meant.

Tuscany boasts countless stories, and while it may lack science fiction, its fantasy novels are no less numerous than those on Earth.

Because it was a transmission of consciousness, the word "contract" was perfectly translated into a meaning that Tuscany understood.

But those were just novels and legends; what we are facing now is a real event, and it is happening at a critical moment for Tuscany's survival.

So, the projection made of light was the God of Contracts!

So, is the name Tuscany really as special as its meaning?

"I do!"

Ni Luya shouted loudly, her excitement completely overriding her pain.

Sindrag spread his enormous dragon wings, shattering countless ice shards with each strike.

“Very good, lucky girl. But before that, there is one more thing to do: you need to ensure that the will of the God of Contracts remains in this world.”

"Everyone, follow my will, voice the demands of your hearts, remember, everyone!"

Even without Syndra's deliberate emphasis, the Tuscans would have no objections.

About fifteen minutes later, the Castanics all remembered the message conveyed by the giant white dragon.

Under Ni Luya's guidance, they began to recite their prayers aloud and in their hearts with remarkable tacit understanding and synchronization.

"God of Contracts, who controls life and summons, we earnestly beseech you to envelop this land with your spirit, to sow seeds in this world, that your power may radiate here, that your will may protect here, that the sky, the earth, and the sea may obey your will, great and supreme being, please assimilate and descend upon this world..."

Although the number of survivors in Tuscany was less than 10,000, it was not far off, and their "quality" was definitely not low.

When the prayers and supplications, spoken in unison and without resistance, were more than halfway through.

Wu You, far away on Earth, smiled, his closed eyes opened but were unfocused, his gaze, a mixture of spiritual will and nothingness, seemed to be looking towards the end of nothingness.

System notification: The seed of mental assimilation has been successfully planted.