Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire

"Well, he is well raised, but his scales are too bright. What did you feed him?"

Noah looked through the space communication circle and saw the young golden dragon resting on the bones, and was slightly satisfied. However, when he saw his cub's scales glowing golden from the inside out, he couldn't help but be surprised.

"I don't have much meat here, so my subordinates feed him gems."

"Essentially feeding on gems? Is your kingdom of the dead already so wealthy? I didn't have such luxury back then."

Noah was also amazed.

Even among the metal dragons who have relatively favorable conditions, they can only have enough to eat, and occasionally they can get some elemental crystals as a supplement.

Basically no dragon clan would be willing to use gems as food. Take the golden dragon as an example. The golden dragon's favorite food is pearls, which is a relatively luxurious food for the golden dragon.

If it were really common and could be eaten at will, it wouldn't be the golden dragon's favorite food, just like a mortal wouldn't regard white rice that can be put into the mouth as his favorite.

"Just some ordinary gems with flaws."

Wayne carefully observed every move of the great-uncle opposite him, staring at every microexpression on his face, trying to guess what the great-uncle was thinking.

Was he just looking for him to foster an heir, or was he trying to use the heir as an excuse to plot the war blade polished from divine bones in his hand?

"That's okay, just keep feeding."

Anyway, Noah doesn't plan to pay for the foster care fee of a steel bunker. His great-nephew has already taken the position of the King of the Undead, and he doesn't lack these gems. What's the point of paying a little for his uncle Long's milk?

"Then you have no objection to continuing this arrangement, right?"

Wayne also didn't care. It wasn't him who took out the gems, but the group of undead spellcasters below.

"This kid should have noticed something is wrong, right?"

Noah has learned how the undead in the cemetery fed his son. This method was so simple and crude that even a normal young dragon would be able to react and feel something was wrong.

"Yes, now the group of mages I arranged have to figure out what type of undead to use in conjunction with tactics to attract his attention so that he can attack.

Otherwise, if he feels bored or simply bored and tired, he will not react to the outside world and just curl up and sleep. "

There was a hint of helplessness in Wayne's tone.

Uncle Long, who was handed over to him, had already noticed that this group of undead seemed to be eyeing him, but actually did not dare to do anything to him.

Therefore, when this guy got tired from the fight, he simply rolled his body over and didn't pay much attention to the undead that harassed him recently, as if he had adapted to the environment of the cemetery.

"You are too gentle to him, you don't have to be so scrupulous, or are you doing it on purpose? You want to raise my heir to a useless dragon?"

"Uncle, where did you start saying this? How could I have such an intention?"

Wayne argued that the crime was too great for him to bear.

"Since you don't have such an idea, let me make a request. Let my heir develop his skills to the highest level. When he does, you will release him from the necropolis."

"The ultimate skill?"

Even though Wayne has been on the throne for decades, he couldn't help but feel a little dazed when he heard the request made by the golden dragon uncle in front of him.

"It's impossible to train yourself without going through real bloody battles."

"So, I sent my heir to you just to let him go through a bloody battle, instead of letting him be cared for as a baby or raised like an ancestor."

"Since you are willing, I will personally arrange the next step."

The uncle in front of me has already proposed how to send his heir away. Although it is not easy, at least he has a goal that can be clearly accomplished.

"But, isn't he too young? Should we wait another ten years?"

"Do you know how old your father was when he received combat training?"

"I don't know, and I don't want to know."

Wayne's expression became a bit colder. Although he had already let go of what happened back then, he was still reluctant to get in touch with and understand his father, even if he was now an ancestor-level existence. His descendants, who are the starting point of blood, have all reproduced to the seventh generation.

"Your father dared to break into the wild mountains alone when he was only one year old. My son has been receiving special training in bloody battles since he was three years old. What's the problem? I believe he can withstand it."

Noah ignored the great nephew's resistance and continued talking on his own.

Although the main purpose is to correct and erase his addiction to law, since he has to go through a bloody battle, why not take this opportunity to hone one more skill.

So, after that day, Tyrams, who originally thought he had found a way to mess around in the Demon King's City, found that the sky above his head suddenly changed. It was no longer those low-level skeleton soldiers who came to trouble him, but more... The lethal banshee and the bloodthirsty bat.

However, Tyramus also discovered that his area of ​​activity was no longer limited to what he thought was a prison, and the corridors for the undead to enter and exit were also open to him.

He can get out of these corridors, but once he walks out of the corridors, he will face the pursuit of some very terrifying undead. As long as he escapes back to this cage, the pursuit will stop, but he will have to face endless harassment of low-level undead.

"What the hell is going on here?"

After exploring the new rules of survival, Tyramus was puzzled. After all, the traces of human arrangement were too obvious. He didn't understand why the demon king who caught him treated him like this.

Judging from the environment he lived in and the food he could get on a daily basis, this didn't seem like abuse, but rather a special training.

However, even though Tyramus had been trying hard to adapt to the environment, the changes in the environment far exceeded his adaptation speed. Every time he thought he could be stable for a while, new changes would appear in the rules for him.

The person who made the rules wanted to keep him in a state of mental tension for a long time, making him restless, exhausted, and constantly fighting with the undead.

"Father, is that you?"

Even in the battle, Tyramus still kept thinking, and he locked the biggest suspect on his father.

How could a dignified ancestor dragon allow a demon king to break into his palace and kidnap his offspring, and there was no reaction for such a long time, as if he didn't intend to find him back, and his mother was too quiet.

All this seemed to be deliberate. The only thing he couldn't figure out was why the Demon King of the Dead Kingdom would cooperate and obey his father's orders?

Unfortunately, although Telramus had guessed the truth, it had no effect on his current situation, and he didn't have the strength to verify the truth.

While the Son of the Holy Dragon was playing a battle royale game with a group of high-level undead in the Demon King's Palace, the Holy Dragon, who ruled over 30 million people, was reviewing an application for surgery that was destined to have far-reaching consequences.

Dragon Blood Heart Transplant

This is both an application for surgery and an application for biological experiments.

The person who participated in this biological experiment and underwent this operation was a Dragon Citizen whose ancestors all lived in the city of Elishim. He was keen on adventure, but unfortunately, during an outing, he was pierced through the heart with a spear by a troll in the jungle.

Even though his ancestors lived in Noah's Dragon Blessing Realm, he was only a Dragon Citizen, not a Dragon Man. Moreover, even for a high-level Dragon Man, before being promoted to the Ultimate, a pierced heart was a fatal injury, and there was still no way to heal the wound before the vitality was lost.

However, all this was done without any external intervention. This lucky dragon citizen carried a freezing amulet and a teleportation scroll located in the city of Elishim.

After his heart was pierced, he used the amulet to freeze his chest and fled back to the city of Elishim. Then he happened to meet a mage who was just out of the Mage City and specialized in biological transformation. The most coincidental thing was that the mage's research project was the second heart transplant.

This is not a simple biological transformation synthetic beast, but one of the many biological transformation projects proposed by some warlocks in the Mage City in response to Noah's goal of establishing a legion.

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Compared with the self-cultivation warriors who are extremely dependent on the innate starting talent, need the guidance of the acquired mentor, and a steady stream of resources to invest in cultivation, the output rate is extremely low.

This group of biological transformation maniacs believed that they could transform the Dragon People with good innate conditions into powerful, stable and reliable biological warriors through stable and reliable biological transformation methods, which could continuously provide legion warriors and reserve forces for His Majesty the Holy Dragon.

However, the experimental subjects used in all biological transformation projects were dragon monsters captured from the Dragon Domain, and no Dragon People with legitimate and legal identities had ever received a biological transformation operation.

"It's really hard for me to make a decision!"

Noah looked at the application in front of him and hesitated to agree, because he knew that once he passed, the many biological technologies accumulated since the opening of the Dragon Domain would be released from the laboratory starting with this operation.

Once these biological transformation technologies enter reality, what kind of changes will they bring, Noah can hardly predict. Although this is what he expected, he wants controllable.

"Granted!"

Noah did not hesitate for too long. The technology that has been verified many times will eventually be implemented, otherwise all the previous investments will be bubbles.

Besides, there are always people who are eager to try. Once they find that a reasonable way doesn't work, they will try to violate taboos, just like this operation arrangement.

God knows how these guys found such a suitable recipient? Too many coincidences gathered together, that is not a coincidence. If they are suppressed all the time, God knows what these mages will do.

Rather than letting these guys do things secretly, it is better to let them manipulate it openly under their noses.

"Wuhu~"

After getting the Holy Dragon Order to approve the operation, the mages who had already made preoperative preparations cheered together, and then carried out the transplant operation in full swing.

"What a bunch of lunatics!"

Noah, who watched the operation process from a bird's-eye view, even though he knew many relevant theories of this operation, couldn't help but comment when he saw the heart donors prepared by these guys.

This group of bio-modification sorcerers prepared two dragon hearts, one for the dragon people who lost a heart. Both were from the Dragon Realm, one from the Mountain Land Dragon, and the other from the Hurricane Flying Dragon.

These are special alienated species that cannot be found outside the Dragon Realm. Once released, they can all become the leaders of a group of land dragons or a group of flying dragons.

It can be seen that this group of guys has invested a lot of money and is well prepared. They want to make this operation a typical case and create a biologically modified dragon warrior that has never been seen before.

Although their ideas and behaviors can be described as wild and unorthodox, Noah believes that this operation has a high success rate.

Because the Dragon People and the Earth Dragon Heart and Flying Dragon Heart that will be transplanted into him have the same blood source, which makes them highly compatible and highly adaptable, and the rejection between different species can basically be suppressed.

This is the key to the success of this outrageous biological transformation operation.

The two specially treated dragon hearts were placed one after the other in the chest cavity of the Dragon People, whose body height is nearly two meters. The warlocks skillfully connected and sutured the blood vessels of the heart one by one.

When the prepared plasma was infused into the pale dragon's body, the two dragon hearts that had been silent for a while began to beat and jump after being nourished with sufficient nutrients. The face of the dragon, whose vitality was seriously lost, became ruddy at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Hahaha, Holy Dragon, the operation was successful!"

"We did it!"

"Genius, we are simply geniuses!"

When the life breath of the dragon who underwent the operation changed from weak as a candle to strong as a torch, all the warlocks who participated in the operation began to cheer.

"Don't be too excited, it's only half done now, and we still have to observe his postoperative reaction."

The warlocks' emotions quickly returned to normal. They skillfully poured the nutrient solution that Noah felt quite familiar with into the crystal jar, and then put the dragon who had not yet awakened into the crystal jar.

Then for three months, the dragon could only soak quietly in the jar and was not allowed to come out, even if he had awakened half an hour after the operation.

However, he had already signed the surgery agreement and could only cooperate, becoming a guinea pig observed by the sorcerers. Only after the surgery was confirmed to be successful and he had perfectly merged with the two dragon hearts without any rejection reaction, could he regain his freedom.

During this period, the body of this dragon man underwent a huge change under the stimulation of the dragon heart. His height expanded from less than two meters to two and a half meters, and his body size expanded several times, like a little giant covered with dragon scales.