Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire

"Lord Noah!"

Baal, who is already a young dragon, looks much more pleasing to the eye than when he was a young dragon. Although he is still a big-headed dragon baby, his proportions are much more coordinated and his body has grown a lot.

Only when he is a young dragon will his body proportions become more harmonious and he will have the grace that a red dragon should have.

"Well, you are very good!"

Although this very interesting red dragon was not as flattering and full of dragon farts as when he first met him, Noah did not blame him, but praised him.

The main reason is that this guy is really miserable now. One of his two thick dragon horns has been broken, the corner of one eye is cracked, and there are not even a few intact dragon scales on his body, and many parts can still be seen. Even to the torn flesh and blood, the wings were also limp, hanging down on both sides of the body, and the bones were broken no matter how many times.

In such a physical condition, being able to get up and respectfully call Mr. Noah is already very flattering, and it is impossible for Noah to be too harsh.

The culprit who caused the red dragon to look so miserable is naturally Noah's eldest nephew Urnos. This kid is now very cruel. The mere red dragon chicks can no longer satisfy him. This guy's daily life is with the cloud giant. Junior wrestling.

Although he doesn't look that big, he is obviously a boy who is almost five years old, but his physical condition is similar to that of an ordinary three-year-old human baby, but he is much larger, and his physical fitness is directly crushing.

Being born with Titan bloodline, he also has some of the characteristics of immortal species, which is developmental delay. On the other hand, it means that his natural lifespan is much longer than that of ordinary mortals.

"What reward and compensation do you want?"

Noah is not an unreasonable dragon. In this regard, he is very similar to his adoptive mother Serena. He must be rewarded for his merits and punished for his mistakes. Only in this way can he make his servants and vassals work hard.

Otherwise, why should we establish a force that can command one side, be full of vitality, and continuously develop upwards? Do you really think that you can do whatever you want with invincible combat power?

If subordinates do practical things but do not give them due rewards, then they can only force their originally loyal subordinates to start acting badly or even betraying them.

"Lord Noah, I don't pray for any reward. I just hope that you can restrain Master Ur and stop hitting my dragon horns. If the dragon horns are broken, I will no longer be eligible to seek a mate, and I will not be able to have my own. Descendants."

The young dragon Baal had a sad and sad face. Most of his scales fell off, but he didn't care. They could grow back anyway. Even if his bones were broken, he could endure the pain.

But the only thing he couldn't bear was that his dragon horns were broken. You know, dragon horns are secondary sexual characteristics for dragons.

A pair of thick, big and long handsome dragon horns may be the key to attracting the female dragon. On the contrary, if the dragon horns are interrupted, it will arouse doubts and ridicule from the opposite sex.

Although the broken dragon horn is not impossible to grow, it will take a long time. For ordinary dragons, if they want this tissue to grow back, they have to wait until adulthood or even old age.

But at that time, the young and beautiful little female dragon in the past was also old! Although there will definitely be other young female dragons, the taste of youth is gone.

When he thought that if he reached the age of mating, he would not be favored by other female dragons because of the broken horn, and he would be despised, Baal felt particularly sad in his heart, and felt that living was meaningless.

"I will tell him. As for your broken dragon horn, well, there should be a way to make up for it."

Of course Noah knew what dragon horns meant to dragons. There was no dragon that didn't cherish its horns.

One of the reasons why the white dragon is despised is because it doesn't have a decent dragon horn on its head, it's just a bone spur-like protrusion, which makes the dragon appear invisible.

"Can the dragon horns be restored before I become a young dragon?"

Hearing the promise of the golden dragon, Barr asked with great hope. He couldn't think of any way. There is no such thing in the inheritance of the color dragon, and there is no way to make up for it.

"It should be okay."

Noah's tone was a bit uncertain.

"Thank you, Lord Noah."

Balbang bangbang kowtowed to Noah, and this time he kowtowed sincerely, more sincere than any time since he was born, because he really wanted his broken dragon horn to grow back.

"Take these fire element crystals, they will help your wounds heal faster."

Noah casually scattered some fire element crystals. These were crystals formed by the dragon's body naturally attracting free elements in the atmosphere in his unconscious state. The highly concentrated elements condensed and precipitated naturally.

This has a certain economic value, but for Noah himself, he dislikes using it as snacks, but it is just right to reward the red dragon.

"Merciful Lord Noah, I sincerely praise your kindness!"

With the real benefits in his mouth, Barr mustered up the energy to slap the dragon's fart a few times.

"Go down and rest."

Noah waved his dragon claw.

After the little red dragon, which was covered in scars and bruises, went down, Noah turned his attention to Urnos, who was fighting one against three on the training ground.

Due to his Titan bloodline, this little guy now has two different forms. One is a human form that is stronger and taller than normal people, and the other is a giant form that can fight against large creatures.

Now the little guy is transforming into a giant, beating several cloud giant boys of similar size to him and making them crawl all over the ground. The blood on the fist looks so shocking.

"Titan blood is so powerful!"

Noah sighed as he watched his nephew's performance on the training ground.

"This is indeed a very powerful blood."

A steady and slightly magnetic voice came from behind him. Noah turned his head and saw a familiar man.

However, this man did not have the terrifying momentum that seemed to collapse the sky when he returned from carrying the mountain that day. He was just plain and looked like an ordinary young man. He did not have the suffocating sense of oppression, but was plain and had a sense of returning to nature.

"Uncle, you are back? Is the war underground over?"

Noah was a little surprised and a little confused.

"I just finished a battle and brought back some of the gains. I came to see it on the way and will go back later."

Cassius replied. His wife launched a daring war, and the main support of this war lies in him. Without him, this war would be a suicide mission and it would be impossible to launch it because he is the only advantage that the ground has over the underground.

"Oh."

"You have trained Ur for so long. Now tell me your evaluation of him. How far do you think he can go in the future with the Titan bloodline?"

Noah immediately thought about it. It must be said that this is a very challenging question.

"Just say it directly, don't worry."

"Becoming the Ultimate should be a natural thing. If it is a legend, there should be certain challenges, but I don't think it will be a big problem."

Golden Dragon gave the answer.

"So, do you think his future destination is a legend?"

"If there are no accidents, it should be."

Noah nodded. After all, Urnos, in addition to his talent, is also not stingy with sweat. He is not afraid of bleeding and getting injured on the training ground. With such diligence, it is naturally very likely to become a legend.

"What about me? In your eyes, did I become a legend only because of my Titan bloodline?"

Cassius said abruptly, and the Golden Dragon's head suddenly went into shutdown mode.

"Hahaha, Noah, I'm not making things difficult for you, I'm just chatting, relax a little."

"Uh, uncle, why do you have such an idea? Talent, bloodline, and one's own efforts are all indispensable factors for promotion to legend. Even if there is no Titan bloodline, with your talent and hard work, it is only a matter of time before you become a legend."

Noah felt incomprehensible and began to think about where his adoptive father was stimulated?

Because the ultimate intention of life was broken, his life span was reduced by more than half?

"But what if my talent is brought by Titan bloodline? Do you think I still have the possibility of being promoted to legend just by my own efforts?"

"This..."

Noah was speechless and didn't know how to respond. Although it was cruel, the fact was that if hard work was useful, what was the use of genius?

"Effort is an ordinary, common, but extremely rare quality. It takes a very tenacious spirit and will to persist in doing something that will not get any rewards in the short term."

Cassius spoke without letting the atmosphere fall into silence.

"People with this quality, if they are not too unlucky, can often achieve some success. Even if I don't have talent and blood, it should be the same.

But blood and talent have enabled me to achieve higher achievements, so that my efforts and struggles will get more rewards.

The Titan blood has given me everything I have now, this is beyond doubt.

I will not avoid it, nor will I be ashamed to mention it. It is because of the Titan blood that I have achieved what I have today."

The man looked calm, and when Noah didn't know what to say, he mentioned the question he had just asked again, but it was a little different.

"Since you think Ur has a great chance of breaking through and becoming a legend, then how far do you think he can go in the legend?"

"It's hard to say!"

This is another extremely difficult question to answer.

Legends are different from each other. Legends who have just been promoted, extraordinary legends who have experienced this realm for hundreds of years, legends who have condensed divinity, demigods who have ignited the divine fire, and gods who are preparing for the ceremony of deification, all belong to the legendary realm.

But is this the same thing?

Of course not.

The gap in this realm is too big

"If it were a real Titan, you probably wouldn't have such hesitation."

Looking at Noah's embarrassed look, Cassius smiled and teased,

"Real Titans have almost infinite lifespans. Every Titan has the possibility of challenging the gods. As long as they don't fall due to accidents, they will eventually become existences comparable to the gods."

"That's right."

Noah echoed dryly. This is the Titan recorded in the dragon race's heritage. It is so powerful that it can be called a species of gods.

They disappeared in many material planes for tens of thousands of years and no trace was left. I don't know if this is lucky or unfortunate for the creatures in thousands of planes.

"Unfortunately, Urdu and I are just mortals who are lucky enough to carry the blood of the Titans. Our achievements cannot be the same as those of the real Titans. The blood of the Titans gives us a higher starting point, but it also gives us incredible shackles."

Facing the confused eyes of the Golden Dragon, Cassius gave his own evaluation of his grandson,

"Ur will have a great chance to become a legend in the future with the help of Titan blood, but if he can't make the Titan blood awaken twice and three times like me, making the blood more perfect.

Then, his future achievements will stop here, and he will stay at the first and second level of legend for the rest of his life, and he will never be able to move forward."

Bloodline shackles? !

Noah was shocked. This is a shackle hanging over the heads of many creatures, the most famous of which is the bloodline sorcerer.

They often don't need to do anything. They can easily have the power that other extraordinary professionals envy and envy by eating and sleeping normally.

But they have no way to decide what power they have, but more importantly, when the power in their blood is exhausted, what they can do for the rest of their lives is to pursue the source of their bloodline and spend their whole lives to perfect and sublimate their bloodline.

In addition, they can't do anything else, because any of their practice and efforts are almost ineffective.

This is the bloodline shackles!

"How could it be?"

Noah was startled at first, then suddenly realized.

The Titans are supreme, but the incomplete Titan bloodline does not mean the supreme.

"Noah, do you think I have reached my limit?"

Cassius once again asked a question that made Noah feel particularly uncomfortable. There was no way to answer it.

What does he know? He doesn't know to what extent his adoptive father's Titan bloodline has awakened, so how can he know where the limit is?

"You know what? The most amazing thing about Titan blood is that as long as you fight, as long as you challenge a strong enemy, it will become active and boiling. I can feel the blood surging in my body, and I can feel the muscles, bones, blood and flesh being strengthened. Every time I fight, I will become stronger."

Cassius looked at Noah, revealing the secrets contained in the Titan blood.

"Unfortunately, my Titan blood has reached its limit. The last bloody battle was the most brutal battle I have ever experienced in my life.

But the growth of my strength is minimal. After all, it is an incomplete bloodline, and I am not a real Titan. Such a result is normal."

The man's tone was quite open-minded, and he didn't care. There was no loss or depression. Noah even felt a high morale in it.

"But that was my blood reaching its limit. I don't think I have reached my own limit.

My road is still far away!"