Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire

"We are gathering our teams to assassinate the Immortal King and put an end to this Immortal King once and for all!"

Serena didn't show off to Noah and directly told her what she was preparing to do.

"Those undead souls are performing a blood sacrifice ceremony? Is the Immortal King about to wake up?"

After hearing what his adoptive mother was involved in, Noah asked subconsciously, otherwise he really couldn't understand what kind of situation it was that required such a risk. It was completely unnecessary.

The Immortal King was seriously injured and fell asleep, but he was not dead. Moreover, the place where he fell asleep was not some remote mountain or corner, but returned to his large cemetery.

As for the nature of the necropolis, Noah has already figured it out. It is a floating city belonging to the undead tribe, or it is even more exaggerated than the floating city, similar to the savior's ark controlled by his angel wife.

The fragments falling off from the necropolis and falling in a wilderness can create a city of the undead out of thin air and create an army of the undead.

This kind of performance is enough to show how special the necropolis is. To a certain extent, this thing is alive, and it completely obeys the orders of the Immortal King.

Therefore, the act of sneaking into the necropolis and lifting the boards of the Immortal King's coffin is no less than entering a floating city and attacking a legendary great arcanist.

Even if the current Noah were asked to do such a thing, he would refuse without hesitation and not consider it at all.

You must know that when his angelic father-in-law, the Blazing Sky Laoden, seriously injured the Immortal King, he also deliberately chose a time when the other party was not in the cemetery, instead of ignoring everything.

"That's not true, but the undead have begun to trap mortals. The elves think this is a very dangerous signal. This means that the undead can awaken the Immortal King at any time and reverse the situation of the war."

"What do you think?"

"What do you think? I lie down and watch."

Serena snorted.

"Aren't you ready to get involved? Is this considered lying down?"

"Don't look at me. I'm not the main assassin. The elf just invited me. I agreed just to see the excitement. If the situation goes wrong, I will run away immediately."

Serena told Jinlong without hesitation that she was currently participating in a big excitement. I just have the mentality of just watching the show, and I have no intention of participating in it, let alone trying my best.

That's why the legendary mage was so annoyed when he heard that Noah's dragon cubs were about to arrive.

It was really hard for her to make a choice. The child of the angel and the ancestral dragon who inherited the Blazing Sky bloodline was such a rare research object, no, what a rare grandson.

As a grandmother, she should go back and take care of him right away, carry out feces and pee, and study its scales, hair and blood, and formulate a more reasonable growth plan for it.

"A team formed by elves? Who are the main players in their team?"

Noah already had a guess in his mind. The elves not only wanted to solve the undead disaster once and for all, but this probably also involved an internal power struggle.

"You can guess it, can't you?"

"Parvati?"

"Otherwise, what else do you think among the elves can pose a threat to the Immortal King? Do you expect their queen or their chief priest to take action? These old guys have not left Thain for at least hundreds of years. Phelan."

"How could she be willing?"

Noah couldn't understand that in the elf camp, Parvati, who had been blessed by the Seven Gods, was indeed the most likely being to bring about the fall of the Immortal King, as long as the Seven Gods were willing to come.

Parvati, who was blessed by the Seven Gods at birth, is the most perfect vessel for divine descent.

But as a container, Parvati also has her own will. Whether she is willing to cooperate is also the key to the success of the divine descent.

Noah couldn't figure out Parvati's motive for assassinating the Immortal King?

It's completely unnecessary. Not to mention the consequences of failure, even if it succeeds, what can Parvati get? Infinite honor, and a position that will be sidelined or even revoked?

Without external oppression, internal conflicts will inevitably break out. As an outsider, no matter how many followers she has in the middle and lower classes, Parvati will probably be the most powerful when faced with the upper elf dignitaries who have more power. It's too late.

"Who knows, if you are curious, you can ask her."

Serena didn't care anymore. As a legendary mage, she thought her great-granddaughter no longer existed.

Although the blood of the Augustus family does flow in her body, Parvati, who has received the attention of the seven gods, has almost no need for the family, and the family also does not need to count on her unless she can accept the belief of the gods. Erosion, which is obviously impossible.

"I'll try."

Noah discovered that he had only been sleeping for five years, but the pace of the times was still moving forward steadily. The changes in the situation were somewhat unexpected, and he seemed to be unable to keep up with the times.

Before he fell asleep, Pavarotti was already the dominant figure in the Elf Court and was about to take over as the Elf Queen.

But five years later, she actually had to serve as cannon fodder and take on the responsibility of assassinating the Immortal King. What happened in the past five years?

How could Tangtang, a born demigod, be reduced to such a situation? Noah never believed that this matter was Parvati's own choice.

"granduncle!"

When Noah contacted his good nephew Wayne, he found that after five years of not seeing him, his aura had become more gloomy, and at the same time more majestic and powerful.

He was wearing a hideous and heavy black armor, sitting on a black crystal skull throne, and he already had some of the power of the undead monarch.

"Wow, you have a good momentum. It seems that you have been doing well in the past few years!"

Seeing the appearance of this great nephew, Noah's eyes lit up.

"This is all the support you gave me, uncle!"

Wayne, who had a gloomy temperament but was elegant and calm, responded with a smile.

"I didn't give you any support in the past few years. Everything is the result of your own efforts. Tell me, what have you done in the past few years? Also, do you know about the changes in the elves? What's the matter with your sister?"

"I haven't done anything big in the past few years..."

Wayne began to tell what he had done in the undead kingdom in the past few years.

In the past few years, the thing he has done the most and spent the most energy on is to open up an activity area for the living in the Kingdom of the Dead.

The Scourge of the Dead no longer swallows everything indiscriminately, but transforms corpses with reservations. Any living person who is willing to cooperate with the Undead Army, even if he just chooses not to fight, can get preferential treatment from the Undead Army, which can make the Undead Army take a detour and no longer invade.

Of course, as a price, the surviving living people also need to be loyal to the Undead Kingdom and become its vassal. At the same time, they must also sign a contract, promising that the corpses and souls after death will all belong to the Undead Kingdom.

When this policy came out, the resistance strength faced by the Undead Army began to decline like an avalanche, especially in front of the Undead Army commanded by the Blood Clan. Some nobles were almost impatient to offer their territories and cities, just to get the First Embrace and transform into Blood Clan.

Longevity is the eternal pursuit of the short-lived nobles. They find it difficult to give up their rights and are unwilling to give up their status. In order to still vent their desire for power in this prosperous material world, they will do anything, even if they turn into skeletons.

Of course, it is naturally great to be able to become a blood race with flesh and blood, and even the heart can continue to beat. Even if there will be many weaknesses such as fear of silver and light from now on, compared with the extended life, this is acceptable.

"So it's you."

Hearing about Wayne's achievements in the dead kingdom in the past few years, Noah couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of red gold dragon fire.

This policy that allows living people to continue to survive and reproduce not only reduces the enthusiasm of the Middle-earth countries to fight against the dead disaster, but also greatly increases the war potential of the dead kingdom.

As long as the dead keep enough mortals, the sea of ​​skeletons in the dead kingdom will have almost endless and continuous new blood replenishment, and it will never run dry.

This policy not only shows the transfer of power within the Dead Kingdom, but also exposes the ambition of its new ruler. He really wants to build a dead empire that can accommodate everything.

The living will certainly resist death when they are alive, but when the dead tell them that they will desecrate their bodies, distort their souls, and transform them into undead after death, then there will be fewer people who care, and they may even be very happy.

There is no need to say much about the short-lived nobles who are greedy for life and afraid of death. The temptation of transforming into a vampire is enough to shake their will.

For mortals, knowing that they will turn into undead after death is not only not fearful, but also a bit of expectation. This is the "eternal life" they can also get.

"What do you want to do?"

"As you wish, become the second generation of immortal king!"

Wayne, wearing black armor, stood up and stood with his hands behind his back. A domineering aura suddenly leaked out, filling the deadly hall. There were endless grudges and banshees wailing and screaming, crawling at his feet. He was really an unparalleled dead king.

"Do you still remember the purpose of my sending you to the dead kingdom?"

Noah looked at this great nephew with strange eyes. After staring for a long time, he slowly asked.

"That was a long time ago, uncle."

"You still admit that I am your uncle!"

Noah's tone revealed emotion. Power is indeed the thing that can distort people's hearts the most, even the rights of the dead.

"Of course, you will always be my uncle, and I have always respected you very much."

Wayne sat back on his skeleton throne again, but he was no longer as reserved as before. His body was slightly tilted, his elbows rested on the skeleton armrests of the throne, and his palms were raised to support his cheeks.

"Is this how you respect your elders?"

Noah couldn't help laughing.

"I remember you didn't particularly care about the dragon of etiquette."

Wayne replied.

"You look very confident now. What did you get in the cemetery? This armor on you?"

Noah didn't mind the little offense of his nephew. This kid was quite arrogant when they first met, and he was full of self-confidence. After beating him up, he became much more honest. Now he's itching for trouble again. It's probably because he found something to rely on. It's not surprising. At most, he'll just beat him up again.

"This is the collection of the previous Immortal King, and it's also one of his most proud works. It's made of the soul bone of an ancient black dragon with exhausted soul fire, and many rare materials are combined to forge a semi-artifact."

Seeing that Noah noticed the armor on his body, Wayne introduced the golden dragon, and at the same time asked in surprise,

"Didn't you identify it? I heard that every mature dragon is an excellent identification master."

"I am still a little behind those identification masters. I am just a dragon over a hundred years old. Besides, as a dragon, I am younger than you as a human."

Noah's tone became humble at this moment, but as soon as he said this, Wayne's expression suddenly froze.

"By the way, what happened to the previous Immortal King? Have you overthrown him?"

The golden dragon was extremely curious at this moment.

"No, he will never wake up!"

Wayne said shockingly.

"Hmm? What did you do to him? Can you tell me?"

"Of course, this is the purpose of you sending me here. I will tell you everything I know about the cemetery without reservation."

Wayne, who still retains a living body with fresh blood, but the strong breath of the dead on his body, will not make people doubt his identity as the lord of the dead, began to talk freely,

"This is not my masterpiece alone, but the result of my cooperation with many legendary dead souls.

We all agree that there is no need for His Majesty to wake up again. Letting him fall into eternal sleep is the greatest gift to our dead kingdom, and all the dead souls will benefit from it."

"Did you dismantle the big skeleton?"

It is not uncommon for a lying undead king to be stabbed in the back by his men.

The strict order within the dead is more exaggerated than that of the devil. As the saying goes, the greater the oppression, the greater the resistance. In the hell of the abyss of order, every devil is a traitor who will not hesitate to stab his boss in the back if he has the chance.

The dead looked lifeless, without the seven emotions and six desires of the living, but the intelligent dead would betray no slower than the devil if they had the chance.

"We really want to do this, but unfortunately we can't. His Majesty's body is too strong. We need a real artifact to cut his body."

"Have you contacted Parvati?"

Noah quickly thought of the power changes within the Elf King's Court. He originally thought that the niece was defeated by the old elf, but now it seems that this is not the case at all.