Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire

"It has been confirmed that there is a death angel named Angel in the cemetery. She is the chief steward of the cemetery appointed by the Immortal King Uz. She can manage all the dead souls except the Immortal King. In terms of status, she is second only to the Undead King."

Noah informed the numb angels of the news he had just received.

"Has your subordinate been promoted again?"

Ophelia looked at Jin Long. She just wanted to confirm the news.

"Yes, he was just appointed by the Immortal King as the military governor of the South. He is in charge of the military affairs of the twelve undead cities in the south and is responsible for resisting all interference from outsiders."

Noah also had a very sad tone.

Before sending this nephew, he had a hunch that this nephew would bring him a better result, but he did not expect that the other party would bring him such a big surprise.

"Are you sure he didn't betray you?"

"You've asked this question eight hundred times, if not a thousand times. I can still tell you with certainty that he can't betray me."

Although Noah was a little shaken, facing the angel's questioning, Noah still said without hesitation that he believed in his nephew very much.

"Isn't the intelligence information he passed on enough? The kingdom of the dead that descended in the north is already unilaterally transparent to us. We have already mastered their organizational structure and military deployment."

The core of all the undead cities that are being built and expanded in the north is the meteor that first descended, and the essence of these meteors all comes from the central cemetery.

All the undead cities are part of the cemetery, that is, they are all built on the fragments of the cemetery, and because of this, they have all kinds of incredible functions.

For example, all the undead cities have the function of continuously creating undead. Burying the bones in the soil of the undead city only takes one day to transform them into skeleton soldiers.

No necromancer is required to participate in it. Not only that, the soil of the dead city also has a certain strengthening effect on all the dead.

Still taking the lowest-level skeleton soldiers as an example, they only need to be buried in the soil for up to three days, and they will evolve into skeleton warriors with tougher and thicker bones. If they are nurtured for a longer time, they can eventually evolve into skeleton warriors with bone armor and bone weapons.

This is still the basic function of the dead city. Different dead cities can breed different numbers of high-level dead... banshees, dark knights, corpse witches, abominations, bone dragons.

No transformation rituals or participation of necromancers are required. You only need to throw the materials, that is, the bones, in. The only thing you need is to wait.

The more powerful the dead, the longer it takes, but even so, it is quite terrifying, because it only takes about nine days to make a gold-level dark knight.

Although the premise is to bury a knight's skeleton who was at least at the shining gold level in the soil, this is also quite exaggerated.

Even if an orthodox necromancer has enough materials, it will take at least several years to have such a dead slave to drive him, but the dead city simplifies the countless cumbersome ritual processes and greatly shortens the time.

Let alone the complete cemetery, even the cemetery in a broken state now has been divided into dozens of dead cities. For the necromancer, the value of each dead city is higher than that of the artifact.

Even an outsider like Noah can see the value of the dead city, and even has a few heartbeats. Any monarch with strong ambition and desire for conquest is unwilling to miss this artifact that can continuously produce troops.

As for the dead desecrating corpses, is this important?

"He has indeed transmitted enough information, but can you guarantee the authenticity of this information? What if he is deceiving you?"

"Is there any loss to me? It is you who needs the information, not me."

Noah doesn't care.

"It is you who needs to verify the authenticity, not me."

"Don't you think you are very irresponsible?"

Ophelia clenched her fists.

"No, I sent my best subordinates. I think this is enough to show my sincerity."

"Give me the coordinates of the cemetery."

"I have told you that you are too impatient, but you are still not convinced. The Immortal King and his steward like to go out very much and their whereabouts are uncertain.

Even if you want to take back the remains of your comrades, you should wait until you can confirm that they are out and not in the cemetery."

Although there is information transmitted by his nephew, there is no video data. Therefore, Noah's understanding of the cemetery is that it is a dead spirit creation that looks like a floating city, but it is more exaggerated than a floating city. It is completely a holy place for the necromancy school.

Attacking a legendary wizard who owns a floating city is a very stupid act. Similarly, targeting the immortal king who owns a large cemetery is also stupid. At least we have to wait until the other party leaves the cemetery.

Noah felt that even if the archangel's biological father came, he might not be able to defeat him.

"How long should I wait? I have been waiting for almost three years."

Ophelia said dissatisfiedly. Although the golden dragon's hospitality was very good and the other party's territory was also very much to her liking, she was still uneasy because her purpose of going down to the world had not been completed.

"Please be considerate of my subordinates. He has worked very hard. It has been less than three years, and he has already touched the core class of the other party. If he rises one more level..."

"Then he will become the second Immortal King."

Even Ophelia, who has no sense of humor and doesn't like to joke, couldn't help but complain at this moment. Even if she has lived for hundreds of years, she has never seen such a situation.

It is obviously just a scout to check intelligence. Not only did he sneak into the undead forces as a living person, but he also rose all the way. Are the brains of those undeads rotten to the point of being unusable?

"That's not the case. No matter what, he can't give up his identity as a human."

For the strong who really pursue, becoming a undead is a very shameful thing.

Because once you become a undead, the upper limit is almost locked. The undead can hardly gain faith and be promoted to gods. Therefore, the pinnacle of the undead race is the demigod.

Of course, nothing is absolute. In the long history of years, there are also liches who have been promoted to gods with the bodies of undead.

However, this case is purely a coincidence, mixed with many accidents, and has no reference value, because the lich who was deified in the legend was ultimately reduced to a servant god of a more powerful main god.

It was precisely because he was appreciated by the powerful main god that he was able to be deified. In other words, his position as a god was entirely due to the gift of the gods, not his own struggle and efforts.

How can other undead follow suit? There is no way to imitate it at all?

For the gods who have achieved immortality on a certain level, the undead race that claims to be eternal and immortal is like a joke, and looking down is an insult to themselves.

Discrimination against undead does not only exist among gods, but many powerful races in the material world also look down on undead.

The dragon race is a typical type. Take the black dragon among the five-color dragons as an example. This kind of dragon is only slightly stronger than the white dragon. It likes to live in swamps. Because it is in contact with negative energy all year round, it is very easy to degenerate and transform into a dragon lich.

Generally, those who make this choice are the extremely old dragons who cannot break through to become ancient dragons, or the ancient dragons and great ancient dragons who are unable to move forward.

Once the black dragons of these ages choose to transform into dragon liches, then the white dragons can congratulate, because this kind of dragon lich is no longer regarded as a dragon clan, and its status is lower than that of white dragons.

Even if these black dragons are more powerful than when they were alive, they still cannot escape the situation of being despised or even attacked by other dragons, because they have become the shame of the dragon clan, which is more hateful than the shame of white dragons.

"Since you believe in him, I choose to believe in you too."

"He will not let us down."

Although he thought so, Noah was still a little uneasy in his heart, because Wayne, this kid, was promoted too quickly after sneaking into the Dead City. He really couldn't figure out how this guy got the trust of the Immortal King.

It just doesn't make sense

The core leadership of the Dead City is all dead?

A tiefling who is not even a dead spirit was allowed to take the position.

Although he did not understand, the continuous intelligence sent back could greatly eliminate the angel's anxiety. Finally, a piece of intelligence was sent over, which contained a coordinate.

"Is this Middle-earth? This location should be the tribe of the Zhanxi people? What is that big skeleton doing here?"

Seeing the information sent by Wayne, Noah was puzzled.

"That dead spirit is like this. Don't use our thinking concepts to speculate about him. Sometimes he will show some very childish behaviors."

The naked angel got up from Noah's bed, with a flushed face, with an uncontrollable excitement and joy,

"Do you want me to go with you?"

"Where is your father?"

Noah's eyes rarely showed hesitation. He was not afraid of the immortal king. Even if he could not beat a being that was suspected to be more terrifying than the demigod lich, he would have no problem running away to protect himself.

It's just that during the years of getting along with the archangel, he made some mistakes that all males would make. Although Ophelia didn't mention it, Noah was still willing to take responsibility.

But this also led to Noah's heart being somewhat weak and a little lacking in confidence when he thought of the other's father.

"When I see the blasphemer with my own eyes, he will come."

"I'll go with you."

This time Noah didn't shirk responsibility and chose to go with the angel.

For Noah now, crossing a distance of tens of thousands of miles is no longer as troublesome as going to the south to fight the abyss demons, especially when there are specific coordinates.

Boom--

The surging energy like the tide tore through the space and sent the angel and the dragon to the distant Middle-earth.

When this energy torrent tore through the space again and appeared in the sky and the earth, Noah brought the angel and descended to the pre-set Middle-earth.

What came into view was a very prosperous scene. In the city built of rocks, tens of thousands of lizardmen rode various types of mounts and shuttled back and forth in the city.

This was a country formed by monsters, a different kind of alien civilization from humans. Although it carried a primitive and barbaric atmosphere in its bones, it also had its own characteristics.

"Where is it?"

In Ophelia's eyes, the originally faint golden light began to become bright. This is the symbol of her divinity, which is fundamentally different from the golden eyes of the Titan bloodline.

"I am not stupid enough to rush directly to the Immortal King. We are still one or two hundred kilometers away from the coordinates. You should restrain yourself and don't let the other party notice. Let's sneak over and observe first."

"No, I have already felt it."

The angel shook her head and rejected Noah's proposal. The six snow-white wings stretched out, and then a faint crimson color appeared at the end of her wings, and the sacred flame began to burn.

Although there is no restraint in any attributes, when a six-winged archangel from heaven shows her existence without reservation, the breath she releases is enough to overwhelm a city.

The prosperity collapsed in an instant, and all the lizardmen trembled and crawled on the ground. Like their mounts, they could not suppress the awe and fear from their physiology, and all of them were incontinent. For a moment, the fishy smell rushed to the sky.

There was silence in the sky and on the ground at this moment, because there was an indescribable majesty emerging from the angel's eyebrows.

"Zhao!"

At this moment, even Noah, who claimed to be knowledgeable, was panicked when he saw the changes in Ophelia.

Because he realized that the so-called coming did not necessarily require the real body to cross the boundary in person, which was the most difficult. There was also a least difficult way, which was just to cast the will.

If he did nothing, then he would naturally not panic, but the problem was that he not only did it, but also did a lot. If this Seraphim descended in a borrowed body, what would it be?

"Noah, what are you thinking about?"

Ophelia saw that Noah was wrong at a glance.

"I didn't think about anything."

Noah's expression at this moment could not be hidden at all.

"Respect my father!"

The angel reprimanded, and the next moment, the crimson fire burning from her body broke away from her wings and turned into a ball of crimson fire burning independently in the air. It was obviously without support, but this ball of fire was burning bigger and bigger.

Under Noah's gaze, the flame gradually grew to a diameter of ten meters, and then gradually took on a vague human-shaped outline.

"Oh, so this is the way it descended. Not bad."

Although the sacred majesty between heaven and earth became increasingly heavy, Noah was unaware of it, and instead breathed a sigh of relief.

But at this moment, the flame figure, whose facial features were still blurred, turned his head and looked at Noah.