Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire

"How much did you hear about the conversation just now?"

After watching his adoptive mother leave, Noah looked at the little flower fairies who were peeking out from the flower garden. Their presence was so weak that he and his adoptive mother ignored them.

"I didn't hear much."

A little flower fairy spoke timidly, but her voice was soon overwhelmed by another more powerful voice.

"I didn't hear anything."

"That's right, I didn't hear it clearly either."

"We don't know anything."

Noah stared at the little flower fairies. The personalities, preferences, and wisdom of these little guys were different. In terms of diversity, they were no less than any intelligent race.

"No matter how much you heard just now, don't let a word out, otherwise, hum!"

In the end, the young dragon just made a nasal sound and didn't say anything else. There were quite a few smart little flower fairies among them, and they would naturally do reading comprehension.

"What bloodline did the adoptive father awaken?"

After warning the little flower fairies, Noah began to figure it out on his own.

The conversation just now really made people think about it. As a human being, being able to travel with a golden dragon and being entrusted with important tasks by a golden dragon can already show their extraordinaryness. Simply having good character can't make a golden dragon entrust its offspring to others.

As a naturally superior spellcaster, the adoptive mother has outstanding talents. It is normal for her to be recognized by the golden dragon, but what is his adoptive father?

Everyone knows the status of melee professionals, but at that time, the adoptive father not only easily hooked up with a talented spellcaster of the same realm, but also won the high recognition of the golden dragon.

Because strictly speaking, his parents entrusted Noah to Cassius, not his adoptive mother. It was only because the two were together that Selena also received this commission and trust.

The only answer is the bloodline awakened by his adoptive father. It is this bloodline that can shatter all prejudices against melee professionals, break the barriers between races, and make even the most arrogant golden dragon look at him differently.

"Titan?"

The answer is obvious. After all, the storm giants have been ruled out. Apart from this race that can be classified as mythical, what other giants can meet the requirements?

Although it is incredible, this is the answer, making all the unreasonable things reasonable.

Why can the adoptive father rely on his bloodline to carry the legend before he breaks through?

Why is the adoptive father who was just Jiyi at the beginning, like the ancient dragon, almost cut off his fertility and must rely on the Great Prayer, a spell with unpredictable consequences, to leave offspring.

"It's incredible, where did the Augustus family get the Titan bloodline?"

Although many seemingly unreasonable questions in the past make sense at this moment, the biggest unreasonableness has appeared.

This is a question that Noah can't find a reasonable explanation for. Not only that, Noah estimates that his biological parents can't find the answer either.

Because Titans belong to a legendary race, all deeds related to Titans can now be classified as ancient myths, even for the dragon race.

It is incredible that such a mythical race still has blood in the material world, and it is carried by humans.

"However, now only my adoptive father has inherited the bloodline, and Teddel has no signs of awakening at all, which is not much different from being cut off!"

Pressing the question that cannot be answered, Noah looked at the current situation and shook his head.

Even if his adoptive father awakened, it would be useless. Not to mention the mixed bloodline, even this incomplete bloodline cannot be passed down.

The glory of the Titans is destined to never reappear, at least in the material world where he is, and even in many surrounding planes, it is impossible to appear.

Because even in his inherited memory, there are only a few words related to the Titans, which means that no ancient golden dragon has seen the Titans in the past tens of thousands of years.

Even the true dragon species with the longest lifespan can only confirm the existence of the mythical group of Titans, but no dragon knows where to meet them.

"Ha--yawn--"

When Noah was digging for the relevant description in the inheritance, the sleepy young man yawned and stretched out of the dragon's nest, like a brown bear that had just woken up from hibernation.

"Awake?"

"Yeah."

The young man, who seemed a little confused, responded.

"Did you sleep well?"

"I haven't slept so comfortably for a long time."

The night breeze blowing through the forest brought the fragrance of flowers, and the mountains reflected by the sunset in the distance came into view. The young man felt extremely relaxed at this moment.

"Since you sleep comfortably, go and catch pearls for me!"

Noah's tail swayed gently, but there was a thunderous sound of air explosion. The dragon's tail strike is always their most powerful attack method.

"What?"

Teddel didn't react for a while.

"Have you forgotten your promise to me to personally fish out three thousand kilograms of pearls for me?"

"Of course I haven't forgotten, but isn't it dark now?"

The young man remembered the apology he promised when he just entered the dragon's nest, his face suddenly became bitter, and he pointed to the starry night.

"Why? The shining gold is afraid of the night?"

"Of course not."

Teddel said subconsciously.

"Then what are you waiting for?"

Noah narrowed his eyes,

"It's been a long time since I tasted the pearls you picked for me."

"Wait a moment."

At this time, the young man no longer made excuses, and a glow of fighting spirit had burst out from his body, rolling up the heavy clothes on his body.

"I want you to pick it up yourself."

"Of course, I don't trust others."

As soon as the voice fell, the young man had already taken off and flew low all the way down the mountain.

"Tsk, you don't know how to save at all."

Seeing the young man who had disappeared from sight, Noah muttered.

Gold-level warriors can already get rid of the constraints of the earth's gravity by relying on the fighting spirit that has been continuously accumulated and has undergone a transformation, but their flight is not long-lasting and cannot be compared with the caster. However, after reaching the extreme, the situation will be reversed.

"Why didn't you inherit the blood of the Titans? Even if there is only a little bit!"

Following the direction where the young man left, the golden dragon looked down at the city at the foot of the mountain, looking at it in a trance, and suddenly complained.

Titans are a race that can stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods. Even in the memory of the dragon race, there is no Titan that died of old age.

Even if they only inherit a little blood, their lifespan can probably be compared with that of immortal species such as elves.

But no, the young man is the purest human race, and his blood is so pure that even the golden dragon is a little irritated. After all, humans are such fragile creatures.

The theoretical lifespan of humans who have been promoted to gold is only 180 years. Breaking through the ultimate intention can only double it, and it will actually be shorter.

Such a life scale is too short for the true dragon species.