Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire

From the first ray of sunshine in the morning to every ray of starlight falling at night, every moment is a unique scene. But in a daze, day and night alternate, the seasons change, and just a few years pass quietly.

"Before I knew it, I was already a fifteen-year-old dragon!"

Noah looked down at Elihim, which was becoming more and more prosperous below the mountain. Its population reached one million, and it had truly become a big border city. He expressed sincere emotion,

"It's a pity that I'm still a young dragon."

Normally, after fifteen years of growth, a pure-blood dragon can prepare to enter the next stage of life and become a young dragon, but at this moment, Noah has no urge to sleep.

After all, his cub stage only lasts six years. Even if it is a safe estimate, his cub stage will be two years longer. In other words, he will not usher in the second child in dragon life until he is eighteen years old. Second sleep and transformation.

In fact, Noah probably took longer because he ate a lot of small blood fruits. Although the nourishment brought to his blood was very shallow, it still had some stimulating effect.

As for the source of these blood-borne fruits, it does not come from the conflict between the Augustus family and the Underdark. In fact, these two behemoths have maintained a relatively peaceful relationship to this day.

If a war really broke out, Noah estimated that the golden tree would bear true and complete Bloodborne Fruits, rather than some small cherry fruits that were not enough for him to squeeze between his teeth.

In fact, since some clans in the Underdark detonated the volcano, there has been no major action. There are countless tunnels connecting the flowing lava to the underground canyon, but many gray dwarf clans have migrated and settled there.

The preferences of these gray dwarves are not much different from their close relatives on the surface. They also like strong drinks and blacksmithing, but they are more grumpy and aggressive.

But even so, so far, no gray dwarf tribe has left the canyon range and truly set foot on the surface. They have opened caves and settled on both sides of the canyon. The reason they gave themselves is that a river of fire that can melt any metal, no What better place for a dwarf than here.

There seemed to be nothing unusual, but it could not withstand scrutiny at all, because something was wrong everywhere. However, the Augusto family did not embarrass these underground producers.

Not only that, in just a few years, several large caravans opened up the road to the Flame Canyon, risking the destruction of the team to conduct commercial trade with these gray dwarves.

Because the profits are so amazing, you only need some high-strength liquor to exchange for a large number of sophisticated finished weapons from the dwarves. If you are lucky, you can even exchange for enchanted weapons and rune weapons.

Such price differences and profits are enough to turn any businessman into a desperado.

But this is just an appearance. Those gray dwarves are not fools, and the Augustus family who acquiesce or even condone and encourage the caravans to trade in the Valley of Fire are also not naive and do not take any chances.

Both parties just want to know more about each other in the name of commercial trade. When beasts in the jungle encounter unfamiliar prey, they will always linger and observe for a long time. Only after they truly determine the details of the other party will they decide to show their claws. , or stay back three feet.

The increasing number of gray dwarves in the Valley of Fire is enough to prove that Cassius Augustus can intimidate the underground clans who plan everything.

However, it’s unclear how long he can be suppressed by just the intimidation of a legend. After all, Noah’s adoptive father did not have a brilliant record against legends of the same realm.

Hiss~roar——

One after another roars and roars came from the horizon, and a group of flying dragons with metallic luster reflected on their abdomens quickly approached Noah's dragon nest.

"Noah!"

One of the strongest flying dragons deliberately lowered its height. Then, a young knight holding a dragon gun jumped down from the saddle on the back of the flying dragon and hit the flower bed heavily, which immediately caused a burst of complaints and curses. Voice.

"Be careful, big man, this is your first time this month!"

"I will ask Lady Sifreya to impose a ban on alcohol on you and never give you mead again."

"How could there be a knight as stupid as you?"

Facing the scoldings of the elves, the young man showed a little bit of embarrassment on his face, and then he proudly picked up the spear with a ferocious and ugly head hanging on it.

The exposed fangs and canine teeth turned out gave the head, even though it had lost all signs of life, a terrifying effect and a sinister aura.

However, the elves are not affected at all. There is nothing they can do about it. They have seen it too much in the past few years, and they are naturally immune. They buried an unknown amount of this stuff with their own hands and filled it under the flower beds as flower fertilizer.

"Look, this is the ogre chief I just killed!"

When the golden dragon, which was sinuous and slender, already over thirteen meters tall and had the physique of a young dragon, glanced at him, the young man showed off his achievements.

"It's a little worse than Edith. A few days ago, she led the knights and wiped out a mountain troll tribe of a thousand people."

Noah didn't even bother to raise his eyelids, and said in a slow and authentic tone,

"You'd have to kill a two-headed ogre chief to compete with her."

"How can there be so many two-headed ogres? She is lucky to encounter a troll tribe of a thousand people. If I encounter them, I can also annihilate them all."

The proud look on Tadel's face suddenly froze, and he was a little unwilling to be outdone.

"Luck is also part of strength. Just like when she went out, she could meet a dragon colt drinking water and subdue it. But you, the son of a legend, have to ride a flying dragon."

A dragon colt is a hybrid of a dragon and a horse. It is a creature with dragon bloodline, while a flying dragon is just an extraordinary beast with a dragon-like appearance and a thin dragon vein.

"Dragon colt!"

The young man couldn't help but show envy when he mentioned the mount his wife had subdued.

This is a creature so rare that some scholars believe it is only a legendary creature, because dragon colts will deliberately avoid the range of humanoid activities, and it is unknown how his wife approached and subdued it.

"Look more, you will always meet it."

Noah encouraged.

In order to hone their newly established knights, Teddel and Edith, the couple often patrolled the borders of the territory, and even took the initiative to attack and slaughter monster clans that posed a major threat to human production and life. The blood fruit on the golden tree also came from this.

"Noah, how long do you think the peace in the territory can last?"

The young man thrust the dragon spear upside down into the ground, and poked the ogre's head into the soil, and suddenly asked.

"I don't know."

Noah replied lazily.

"You are more informed than I am now. You should know the news brought back by the caravan."

Tagore looked very solemn, looking towards the direction of the Valley of Fire in the distance, looking a little gloomy.

"When the ancient black dragon wakes up from his slumber, he will spread his wings covered with the bones of the dead, command the tide of the dead, and drown all living beings and living things."