Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire

"Ancient dragon!"

Quitoun stared at the golden dragon in front of him with a solemn and nervous expression. Based on his cognition, he could only roughly determine that the dragon in front of him was probably a golden dragon, but he didn't know what kind of golden dragon it was, because this appearance was too unfamiliar to him.

A different dragon like him? Or a thousand-year-old dragon that has passed its limit?

"Ancient dragon? I'm not that old!"

Noah's dragon pupils at this moment were like the red sun, and the blazing fire of the dragon pupils burst out with light that seemed to be able to penetrate everything. Part of the origin of the evil dragon in front of him was reflected in his eyes.

As he expected, this was a short-lived dragon. Compared with his eternal life light like the sun, the life of the evil dragon in front of him was a blazing torch. The bursting flames were brilliant, but a large amount of firewood would burn out and turn into ashes every moment.

It is impossible for such a short-lived creature to have such a meaning. It is also impossible for such a short-lived creature to have such a meaning. It is impossible for a dragon that is eager for success to have such a foundation.

As for the meaning of skills and the meaning of law, it is not that Noah looks down on this dragon. It is a joke for a red dragon who is an abandoned orphan dragon picked up by a green dragon and raised as a slave to want to master these two meanings.

Only the meaning of strength and the meaning of qi are mastered by this dragon, and they have been pushed to a very high level, especially the meaning of strength, which is forcibly piled up by brute force and unreasonable talent.

"I have no intention of being an enemy of the metal dragon clan. I just want to lead my brothers and sisters to live quietly in this mountain forest and do not want to cause any conflicts or disputes."

Feeling strongly threatened, the Tyrant of Hell of Flame, who was oppressed by Noah's eyes, pulled back a distance. Facing the metal dragon clan, this tyrant who was rumored to have a very bad temper showed great patience and took the initiative to explain and clarify his intentions.

"I heard that you ate a lot of demons. Did you absorb the demons' talent for deception and bluffing?"

Hearing the explanation of the red dragon in front of him, Noah used great patience to prevent himself from laughing. It must be said that the performance of this red dragon at this moment is really in contrast to his appearance and rumors.

If he has the talent to devour other creatures to obtain some of their abilities, it is not surprising. But if he swallows all the way like this, how crazy will he be in the end?

"Boring lies!"

"You have prejudices and misunderstandings about me."

Quitoun is still giving in. His strong patience makes Noah look at him with a new eye, because this is completely contrary to the nature of red dragons, especially a red dragon that has made its pure physical strength catch up with ancient dragons at the cost of super-speed growth.

"My name is Noah!"

The golden dragon announced his name, and then he looked at the red dragon's ferocious head covered with bone plates and red scales, and covered with thorns and bone spurs, and his emotions changed dramatically.

"Noah, the holy dragon of the Augustus family!"

Although Quitoen considered the golden dragon of the Augustus family as soon as Noah appeared, there was a huge gap between the shape of the golden dragon in front of him and the image of the dragon of the Augustus family.

In the intelligence collected, that dragon did not have the appearance of an ancient dragon, but the vicissitudes and ancient temperament revealed by the dragon in front of him made him wonder where this ancient dragon came from.

Now, Quitoen finally confirmed it, so he also realized that no matter how he gave in, it would not be possible to resolve it peacefully today.

He still remembered what kind of request he made to the envoy of the Augustus family, which was not a manifestation of lack of ambition. More importantly, there was an irreconcilable conflict of interests between the two sides.

Quitoen, who overthrew the Dragon Mother to the throne, took over and inherited everything from the other party, the most important of which was naturally the territory.

However, the land originally controlled by the Dragon Mother can no longer satisfy the current Flame Hell Tyrant. He needs more territory, not only to satisfy his greed, but also to satisfy his growing material needs.

The Augustus family, which is about to become the ruler of this land, will have a future territory map that includes all the directions he can expand in at present, and even includes the mountains and forests he now occupies.

He is a red dragon that has crossed the threshold of legend with one foot, but he has no place to stand on this vast land. How can he surrender?

As for leading the dragon group to migrate to other places on the continent, he has never considered it. It is the same everywhere? Where will the red dragon be welcomed? If you want to gain a foothold, you can only use the power that makes the surrounding tribes and forces feel fear and awe.

What's more, in his eyes, now is the best era of chaos. The disaster of hell is over, the strongest legend in the eastern part of the continent has disappeared, and the legendary forces of all parties have been severely damaged. They are still opposed to each other and disputes continue.

As long as he can seize the opportunity, he can not only gain a foothold on this land, but also occupy a piece of land that can support his promotion to become a legend.

When he crosses the threshold and becomes a legendary red dragon, he will be an existence that not many forces dare to provoke, and he can look down on the continent.

Legendary Red Dragon Lord, or the King of Red Dragons!

This is his goal!

"It seems that you know my existence, so we don't need to have any more meaningless verbal exchanges."

Noah, who has found a suitable target, stopped the communication. He didn't care what kind of goals and ambitions the red dragon in front of him had.

How could the colored dragons not have ambitions? Even the white dragons, as long as they are strong enough, will still try to occupy a glacier and become the frost lord.

"I really don't want to fight with the metal dragons. We can talk!"

The red dragon who calls himself the Tyrant of the Flame Prison is still forbearing and restraining.

With his current strength, he can still maintain such rationality. Not to mention in the red dragon clan, even in the color dragon clan, it is extremely rare.

Because he not only sees the present, he also foresees the future. If he clashes with the metal dragon clan, even if he wins this dragon, it will not be a big deal. After winning, there will still be problems. If he faces the metal dragon clan with a huge backstage and background, it will mean endless trouble.

"Okay, let's communicate in the way you red dragons like best!"

Flames gushed out between the gaps in the dragon scales, and there was a fierce fire burning in the dragon's pupils. On the dragon horns, there was also a golden dragon with fire snakes entangled. When he said the last sentence, the color of the flame began to change dramatically.

The red-gold flames became deeper and darker, like a sun falling into darkness, emitting light. Noah's form also underwent a drastic change.

Three pairs of dragon horns that extended in different directions and were shaped like crowns began to grow outward and become sharper. If you look closely, you can find that there are more tiny thorns on the dragon horns. The original crown has now turned into a helmet, covering the head of the giant dragon.

On the winding and slender dragon body of the giant dragon, the round and smooth golden scales that reveal full grace and nobility are wrapped in a layer of blade scales with sharp edges and grooves and extremely strong lethality. On the back and belly of the giant dragon, rows of sharp blade scales emerge, which is terrifying.

On the dragon wings that are like clouds hanging from the sky, there is also a sharp change at this moment. The dragon scales become sharp, and under the dragon wings, the slender feathers have a metallic luster, like a sharp sword, clanging.

The tip of the dragon's tail, which was originally slender and powerful, was wrapped in a strange substance between metal and crystal, like the head of a divine dragon spear, with infinite penetrating sharpness. When it swung gently, even the space was marked by dark cracks...

In a very short period of time, the luxurious ancestral golden dragon that originally looked pampered turned into a king of war born of killing and destruction, and the deep color of dark gold replaced the original elegant golden color.

Dark Form

"You!"

Witnessing the changes of the Golden Dragon, the Red Dragon was also shocked, and then he was relieved and self-deprecating.

"Indeed, I was wrong. I actually tried to gain peace by showing weakness. How stupid. I have come to this point through fighting and killing, but now I still want to compromise.

In that case, come on, Holy Dragon of the Augustus Family, let me see what you are capable of and why you are called a Holy Dragon!"

The thoughts changed in an instant. The Flame Hell Tyrant, who no longer had any fluke mentality, finally showed his due style. He let out a thunderous roar and took the initiative to crash into Noah, who was afraid of even the color dragon at this moment.

The two ancient dragon-level dragons, at the moment of contact, a large number of broken dragon scales and bright red dragon blood flew, accompanied by a huge impact visible to the naked eye. The sky and the earth began to burn at this moment, with a strong smell of sulfur and flying ashes of flames.

Aww~

The blue dragon bound by six light chains whimpered, and he watched the impact with waves of fire sweeping in front of him, and then shattered it and the light chains on his body.

This adult blue dragon, like a rag doll torn apart and abandoned by a naughty child, fell between the mountains with broken blue scales and blood.

Although he was still alive, he didn't even dare to raise his head, and buried it deep in the soil. Then, under the stimulation of danger, the blue dragon recalled the ability he learned when he was a baby.

Digging

The aftermath of the battle between two giant dragons forced an adult dragon that was not at the core of the battlefield to become a blue-scaled pangolin that dug the ground crazily.

This was the case for dragons, and it was even more of a disaster for other creatures in this forest. However, they at least had legs, wings, and feet, and could crawl and escape, so they had a chance of survival. If they were lucky, they could survive.

But for the grass and trees that are difficult to move, today is the day of the end, and the mountains and streams cannot escape the fate of being broken and evaporated.

Everything is burning, everything is breaking, this is the ancient dragon, regardless of the color of the scales, when they are angry, it is a natural disaster.

Boom!

The ferocious broken wings, with the broken dragon body covered with scars, smashed on the mountains and hills hundreds of meters high, instantly shattering the upper half of the mountains and hills, and the rocks and soil contaminated with it, only began to burn and melt at the moment of touching it, turning into lava, flowing and dripping from the dragon's body.

And when this dragon, which seemed to have crawled out of hell, adjusted its posture in the lava pool he created, the giant dragon like the dark sun had already pounced from the sky.

Without flexible and versatile spells with extremely wide usage environments, Noah in the dark form gave up casting spells and only pursued the ultimate toughness and strength of the body, as well as super strong recovery ability, turning himself into a war beast.

Every part of his body, whether it is the dragon horns or the dragon tail, can be used as a weapon for attack. Even the flipping and swimming of the dragon body can be transformed into a method of attack.

This is Noah's dragon fighting skill, which was summarized under the training and guidance of his adoptive father.

In such an extreme form, relying on the extremely favorable learning and growth conditions, Noah only let the Flame Hell Tyrant take the initiative at the beginning of the battle. In the subsequent series of fights and struggles, Noah firmly grasped the initiative and had an absolute upper hand.

The Flame Hell Tyrant, who was covered with wounds and even had one side of his dragon wing broken, was the best display of Noah's current form.

Of course, the golden dragon was also injured, but under the support of the strong and vigorous vitality, the scales on Noah's body, like dragon armor, were still bright and new, without any damage.

Roar——

Facing the golden dragon that was rushing down, the Flame Hell Tyrant, who did not keep up with the rhythm, did not say anything. When Noah approached it less than 50 meters away, the dragon's mouth opened, and in an instant, a bright light that was almost white condensed in the deepest part of his dragon's mouth. The next moment, a beam of white light that penetrated the sky and the sun burst out from his mouth. At this moment, the sky and the earth seemed extremely dim and covered with a layer of gray.

Roar~

At such a close distance, Noah's brain had not had time to think, but his body reacted first. The dragon's wings vibrated, adjusted in an instant, and deflected his body, only letting the beam of light pass through his body.

But even so, the flesh and blood at the junction of Noah's shoulder blade and dragon wing evaporated and disappeared. But Noah, who reacted, swung out his dragon tail, like a dragon spear, piercing through the red dragon's head that was breathing.

"Roar! I am the immortal Flame Hell Tyrant!"

The head was pierced, and such a fatal injury did not make the red dragon die suddenly, but made him more violent.

This is one of the characteristics of an ancient dragon whose life form has completely changed. Even if the head, heart and other vital parts are severely damaged, they are no longer fatal.

"Golden Dragon, you can't kill me, you can only make me stronger!"

The red dragon with only one eye roared, and on both sides of his neck, blood and flesh surged, turning into two huge meat balls. Before Noah could react, the two ferocious red dragon heads had already torn through the scales and lifted up from it, biting Noah's drooping dragon tail with vicious and vicious heads.

"Three-headed dragon? How crazy!"