Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire

"Twenty-One Transformation Plan? Your results can piece together a complete creature. In that case, you should jointly research and create for me the most perfect all-round warrior within your capabilities!"

Noah looked at the transformation plans in front of him one by one. Some research projects were established earlier than the second heart, and some were proposed after seeing the success of the second heart. However, Noah could put them together regardless of the order. Get them together and merge them into a larger project team.

Although Noah does not hesitate to invest resources, unnecessary waste must be curbed. It is best to merge these biological research projects with similar purposes.

Whether it is the warlock who successfully implemented the second heart technology or the many mages who subsequently proposed the project, they all have opinions on joint research.

But their opinions are insignificant in front of Noah's will, so they can only merge, and then hold internal meetings to discuss or compete to determine priorities, resource allocation, and research project progress planning.

However, Noah doesn't care about these details. He is only responsible for making requests, investing resources, waiting for the results, and providing ideas to these guys when they are stuck in a bottleneck and have no clue.

Therefore, with mature technology that has been verified by many experiments, sufficient resource supply, and loose policies, more dragon people in need secretly signed agreements to accept biological transformation.

Although the final process of transformation experiments on legal people tended to be conservative under Noah's supervision, this was also because of the conservative nature. Therefore, even though there have been as many as fifty-one successful cases, there has not been anything outrageous. accident.

Of course, these fifty-one cases with good transformation results did not meet the standards required by Noah. At most, one person only underwent three transformation surgeries and transplanted three extraordinary organs.

Most of the more reformers only received one operation, but even so, their vitality and strength increased by leaps and bounds.

The superiority of biomodification technology is also reflected here. Although the recipients of the surgery are all legal residents of Noah's territory, they are also sons of good families whose ancestors have lived in Noah's dragon realm for generations.

Quite a few of them were in a state of near-death due to encountering various accidents, while others were desperate and had no choice.

Just like the original dragon citizen whose heart was penetrated, if he did not receive a heart transplant, he would not even have a chance to survive. After undergoing the transformation, he suddenly became a powerful transformed dragon warrior. The criteria for joining the war group have been met.

This is the meaning of transformation surgery to allow these dragon people, who were originally mediocre and unable to play any role, to regain a new life and burst out with far greater vitality than before.

It is worth mentioning that Noah originally planned to incorporate these warriors who had undergone transformation, had explosive growth in strength, and set foot in the golden realm into the originally formed battle group.

However, considering their special characteristics and the scale of the transformation warriors, the number of soldiers has gradually increased. Therefore, Noah reorganized them and formed an independent battle group with their special characteristics as the core.

Because the biomodification technologies used on them are currently being verified and are not suitable for large-scale promotion.

Therefore, Noah named them the Custodes, which means the legion using forbidden technology.

Each Custodian is unique, and even if they use the same technology, the organs transplanted into their bodies are different.

Those were organs that the warlocks had found for them in the Dragon Realm, modified them, and made them tailor-made for them. The weapons and armor they used were also specially customized.

This is a battle group without any record, but everyone believes that they have unparalleled and powerful combat power, because every one of them can defeat a golden brilliance-level team with overwhelming force. Standard squad.

However, in the current Holy Dragon Land, looking around, there is no enemy worth mentioning that they are fighting. The only place where this group of warriors, who are about three and a half meters tall after putting on armor, can fight in blood seems to be That's the Underdark.

However, the Valley of Fire that Noah took over has maintained peace and tranquility for nearly a century. Under the control of two successive dragon fairies, the underground clans are as docile as sheep.

"Are we going to imitate the war of conquest launched by our adoptive mother in the Underdark Region?"

As the saying goes, with weapons in hand comes murderous intent. Originally, Noah had no soldiers and only a group of goblins and cloud giants to make up the numbers.

These guys just improvised. Expecting the goblins to step onto the battlefield and fight a tough battle, to be honest, Noah didn't expect anything from them.

As for the Cloud Giants, although they have good combat power, Noah never planned to form a battle group with the Giants as the core due to the Giants' natural conversion to the Titan bloodline.

Things are different now. Noah finally has a decent fighting group under his command.

"Unfortunately, the number of people is still too small. Please wait a little longer."

The technology accumulated over the past few decades has now come to fruition, and the wealth accumulated in his territory can transform these results into combat effectiveness in a very short period of time.

As long as it can be verified that an ordinary dragon citizen who has become a dragon for generations can undergo transformation surgery and become a Gestalt dragon warrior without risking his life, then the number of Noah's battle groups will increase in a very short time. Rapid growth over time.

To become a professional in the Golden Realm through practice, one not only has a talent threshold, but also needs years of hard work and guidance from famous teachers, and it is not certain to succeed.

But as long as the body meets the standards for the surgery, after the surgery is completed, it can be taken out after soaking in the nutrient tank for a year. As for the rejection reaction in the subsequent stage, there is almost no rejection reaction.

It should be noted that even ordinary humans who do not have any dragon blood and have not lived in Elishim for generations will hardly have rejection reactions as long as they stay in the dragonization field for a period of time after undergoing limb reattachment surgery.

The limbs they reattached can be well integrated with the body. Of course, if they leave Elishim City after the surgery, there will be a high probability of problems. The inflexibility of the reattached limbs is a minor problem, and it is very likely that they will rot and stink directly.

Noah slowly accumulated his own imperial army, and at the same time waited for a reason to reasonably launch a war. After all, the holy dragon could not actively invade any civilized forces. At most, it would enter the wilderness and open up the civilized territory.

"Well, why is this kid in trouble again? His life is in danger. Counting the time, it's been nine years, and it's about to end. Why bother?"

Noah looked up in the direction of the Alvis continent. In his perception, a fire of life closely connected to him was swaying like a candle in the wind.

But this is just a false appearance. As long as he removes the seal, his vitality will burst out like a river bursting its banks.

…

Huff~Huff~

The boy's chest was like a broken blower. When he inhaled, it was like his last breath in the world, and he tried his best.

But when he exhaled, he wanted to spit out every wisp of air in his chest, but the air he exhaled was bloody, visible to the naked eye, and it was a cloud of blood mist.

"Teacher!"

The boy, exhausted physically and mentally, wanted to fall asleep, but he forced himself to be alert. The smell of rust was lingering between his breath and his nose, but he knew what this mental state meant. As long as he closed his eyes now, it would probably be impossible for him to get up in this posture again.

"I'm here."

The middle-aged man who was leaning against the wall, pale and bloodless, heard the boy's call, and forced himself to stand up slowly with his long sword. His silver armor had long been broken, covered with shocking cracks. Through the gaps in the armor, many horrible wounds that were deep enough to see the bone could be seen.

"I can..."

The boy was ready to tell the secret of his life experience. Because he was trapped in such a desperate situation, the boy could no longer see any hope. He had to blow himself up and take the initiative to break the agreement with his father.

Then, the people of the entire town could be saved, and those brave holy warriors should not be buried here by the conspiracy of despicable people.

Although this would make him a loser, he would not regret it, because following the holy warrior in front of him, he had a long and arduous journey.

He had experienced a lot and saw a real corner of the world, the suffering of ordinary people, the ugliness of powerful businessmen, the villains who exploited in the name of God, and the self-redeemers who were in the dark but had their hearts set on the light.

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Iliad had seen a lot in these nine years. His cognition and understanding of the world were completely changed because of this journey. The world was not as glorious as he had thought before.

The glory of the Holy Dragon Land was due to the existence of his father. The legendary ancestral dragon was like the eternal sun. Under the glory, all darkness and shadows could only curl up in the corner and could not be presumptuous.

But the area that this sun could shine on was too narrow compared to the vastness of the material world. Too many places were still suffering.

They could not feel or know the existence of the Holy Dragon. The environment they were in seemed so dark to Elijah, like hell.

Even so, these poor people were living a hard life, but the powerful people who exploited and oppressed them were still not satisfied. In order to achieve their ugly desires, they would sacrifice them to the evil gods and demons.

In the eyes of the powerful people whose pores were filled with dirty desires and ugly sins. Those civilians who were struggling to survive were not even human beings, not even as good as livestock. They were just consumables that they could exploit for fun.

Elijah did not understand this very well, because even as noble as he was, he never regarded human civilians as stones and grass on the roadside.

He was willing to let his father seal and disguise himself as a mortal to experience their lives. Why did this group of powerful people who were not much better than their fellows dare to trample on their kind?

This is a question that Elijah has not been able to answer so far. Even the teacher he was looking for could not explain why those powerful people could be so cruel to their fellows.

It is precisely because of this that they are in the current predicament, in a town that is about to be sacrificed, they underestimated the viciousness and cruelty of the nobles.

Although they also found help, compared with the challenges they faced, the help that arrived was like a cup of water poured into a sea of ​​fire, and it could not escape the result of being evaporated by the flames.

"Yili, you are the best child I have ever seen. I am proud of your growth. I have a hunch that you will become the greatest holy warrior in the world!"

Before Iliad could finish speaking, the paladin Rand, who was almost exhausted, grabbed the young man's wrist, pulled out a blood-stained scroll from his arms, and put it into the young man's hand.

"So, remember everything I have given you, leave here, and become the paladin I expect. You can avenge me, but you must not be blinded by hatred, which will make you fall!"

"Teacher, you..."

Under the blood-stained sky, the young man looked shocked. The paladin in front of him, who was preaching to him at the last moment of his life, had a teleportation scroll in his hand that could escape from the sacrificial realm at any time, but the paladin could not Hiding it from everyone, put the scroll into his hands.

"Let me be selfish for once. This is a gift from a good friend of mine who works in Holy Dragon City. I leave him to the student I am most proud of so far!"

Rand misunderstood the shock in the young man's eyes and laughed to himself.

Because his behavior was unbecoming of a paladin, he left his last chance to save his life to his students instead of the wailing mortals in the town.

"What about you?"

There was a throbbing in Eliade's heart that he had never experienced before. Although he had witnessed the noble conduct of the paladin more than once along the way, he was still touched by it at this moment.

"There has never been a paladin who abandoned civilians and fled."

The middle-aged man with a tired look on his face showed a smile.

"Then I..."

"You are not a paladin yet, so you don't need to bear such a heavy burden."

Rand blinked at Eliad with a condescending look on his face, but his joking tone made the tip of Eliade's nose sore.

"Go ahead and leave here. This is not a battlefield you should be setting foot on now. You don't need to bear any psychological burden because of this."

"No, wait a minute, please listen to me."

Today's Iliad obviously does not have the ability to resist a paladin. Even if he refused, Rand still inspired the teleportation scroll.

However, as the spatial ripples visible to the naked eye emerged, Elanyad did not disappear. On the contrary, as the spatial ripples gradually became dyed with golden light, finally, a tall and majestic figure gradually appeared...