Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire

Noah looked at the scene reflected on the roots of the golden tree, thinking about it. Many of his previous puzzles suddenly became clear at this moment, and he understood the reason.

Calling hurricanes and controlling thunder

This is not an ability that human melee professions can master. Even if a spellcaster can control thunder, he will not hold thunder in his hands and swing it out as a weapon.

Storm giant bloodline?

Noah naturally thought of this kind of high-level giant species that is closely related to the golden dragon. Only this kind of bloodline fits the scene he sees at this moment.

This can also explain why his parents entrusted him to a human earl?

It is not because of the other party's character and talent, but because the other party has the bloodline of a high-level giant.

The powerful bloodline is enough to erase the shortcomings of the false title.

Although there are indeed golden dragons that have reached a contract with storm giants and let them follow, in fact, the number of such golden dragons is particularly rare, and most of the golden dragons are basically served by cloud giants.

In the barbaric era when many intelligent races had not yet been enlightened, there were many tribes who worshipped the storm giants living in the sky as gods. Even now, there are still many primitive tribes who worship the storm giants as gods when they meet them.

All these things are enough to show the power of this kind of giants. It is natural that the human family with their blood is treated differently by the golden dragon.

After all, with practice, even a meager bloodline can gradually grow stronger in constant stimulation. If there is any special opportunity, it can even return to the ancestral source and become the source of bloodline.

"But it feels a little bit off!"

It makes sense, but it still doesn't make sense. After all, it only has the bloodline of the storm giant, not the real storm giant.

However, this thought only appeared for a moment. Noah looked at his adoptive father holding the Thunder Spear, and many dissatisfied thoughts disappeared.

He didn't know why his adoptive father fought? Why did he fight? But he could see that his adoptive father was so strong that even if a real storm giant came, he would probably be beaten to death by him.

This was an unfair battle. Cassius, standing on the sky, was alone, and he had to face four extremes, one of whom was a spellcaster. When he waved his staff, there were even visible elemental tides in the sky.

When the elements condensed and turned into ninety-nine ice giant swords nearly a hundred meters long, with the swords pointing at him, the man simply threw the thunder spear in his hand.

The spear exploded in the air, and thunders like dragons and snakes hit each ice sword accurately, sweeping the sky away. This was a meticulous and incredible control of thunder, beyond the limits of human spellcasters.

But this was far from enough. The hurricane that surrounded the man in an orderly manner had been broken by a figure, and the pure white airflow wrapped around him, as if trying to restrain the figure's actions, but it could not be restrained at all.

It was a knight, riding a warhorse with scales and claws, holding a huge axe and a great sword, like a red meteor, piercing through the hurricane surrounding the man, and coming in front of him, like a blazing flame, like a wave of fighting spirit, accompanied by the slashing of the great sword and the great axe, crushing the man, like a mountain and a sea rolling back.

Behind the heavy metal helmet, the scarlet eyes shining with two points of red light, even Noah, who was standing at an unknown distance and watching the battle through the golden tree, was palpitating.

Extreme Warrior!

After completing the three stages of practice of bronze enlightenment, silver soul, and golden radiance, the potential of the body is fully tapped. After reaching the limit, it breaks the shackles of race again and exceeds the limit.

The sky allows them to gallop, and the earth can hardly bear their power. No matter which ethnic group they are in, this level of existence is the most powerful supporter of civilization and power inheritance.

If such a warrior strikes with all his strength, even mountains will be split apart, and rivers will stop flowing.

But facing such a blow that could destroy a city. Noah's adoptive father responded with just one punch.

But this punch shattered the bloody mountains and seas, and the giant axe and sword engraved with runes could not bear such power, and were blasted out with gaps and cracks spreading on them.

The giant beast under the knight wailed, and he himself, just like when he came, turned into a red meteor at a faster speed and disappeared into the sky.

The other two extreme warriors also reacted, and the fighting spirit of two different colors of frost blue and dark green rose up. This burst of power mixed with self-will and life energy made these two tiny humans more dazzling and eye-catching than the bloody giant beast in the sky.

However, their fates were no different. This unfair battle was not against Noah's adoptive father, the great lord, but his opponent.

Whether it was the three ultimate warriors or the spellcaster, they all had clearly visible fear on their faces after fighting with the man, as well as a deep sense of incomprehension.

They couldn't understand why this man from the border was so powerful.

Logically speaking, with their current lineup, even if it was a pure-blooded giant dragon of the same rank, as long as it was not a high-ranking dragon with a strong bloodline, but a shame of the dragon clan like the black dragon and the white dragon in the color dragon clan, they could all work together to kill it.

But facing this man, they seemed extremely powerless. They were crushed from beginning to end. Even the caster, who launched the spell he was best at, was easily disintegrated by the power from the blood drawn by the man.

The blood of extreme intention fell in the sky, but not a drop of it flowed from Cassius.

These red blood, as heavy as lead and mercury, seemed to have crossed thousands of miles and fell in front of Noah and sprinkled on the roots of the golden tree.

Those slender blood threads were so conspicuous, and every strand was heavier than the one that the young Teddel wiped out a goblin tribe.

"There is this too?"

Noah looked at the blood-red buds blooming on the golden tree, and was extremely surprised.

Although his adoptive father was very fierce, his men obviously showed mercy and only injured and disabled the man, not wanting to kill him directly.

In this case, the golden tree can actually get feedback?

What is the reason for this?

Although he didn't know what caused the battle, it was obviously inseparable from him, because without his encouragement, his adoptive father would never have gone to the capital.

"Although no one died, the impact was too wide, and the scope of influence was very large?"

Noah pondered silently, secretly guessing that the location of this battle was most likely above the capital.

The nature of this battle was hard to say, but after the battle, the result would inevitably spread throughout the kingdom.