Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 218: Golden Race, Flesh and Blood Ascension

boom--

Seeing the Dragon Vein Gnolls exploding one after another in front of him, Wayne frowned. He couldn't and wouldn't understand why these Dragon Vein Warlocks, who were not weak, were treated as consumables by these dragon people and were trying to show him something.

Hiss~roar——

Finally, the crystal core, which the dragons called the Sun's Gift, found a suitable adapter. After nearly forty of its kind were shattered to pieces, a kobold finally managed to withstand this power.

"Please see, this is the blessing from the sun. Even a lowly species like the Kobolds can obtain such a noble power!"

Seeing the dog-headed man undergoing a drastic change in form, the golden dragon man's eyes revealed a hint of fanaticism that Wayne was very familiar with. That was the look that only devout believers in religions that believed in gods would have.

However, in this strange demiplane full of dangers where normal species cannot survive, it is normal for dragon people with highly developed intelligence to have faith.

Besides, Wayne could guess with his toes which existence these dragon people believed in.

Just look at the golden dragon scales emerging from the flesh and blood of the dog-headed man who is undergoing drastic changes and you will know that although there are many golden dragons in the world, there is only one golden dragon with such power in this area.

"It worked, and we've gained a new partner!"

The violent changes in the Dragon Vein Gnoll soon slowed down, and its life form gradually stabilized. At this moment, its body was covered with biological armor composed of dense dragon scales and large bone plates.

It had evolved into a fierce dragon man. Although its flesh and blood were almost exhausted, its new dragon scales and bone armor were tightly attached to its equally gigantic dragon-shaped skeleton, making it look thin and pitiful.

However, its doom ended the moment it completed its evolution.

The dragons around it no longer looked at it as if it were livestock that could be consumed at any time. Although it was not enthusiastic, it was not indifferent either. It was a look they gave to their own kind, and it could continue to live on this land.

"What do you think, stranger?"

"Will anyone who swallows it, who can bear it, experience similar changes?"

Wayne has already understood what the so-called gift is.

"Of course, if you swallow the gift of the sun, as long as you don't die, you can evolve."

The Golden Dragon revealed an even more shocking piece of news to Wayne.

"A student from your academy took it and completed the evolution."

“Are there no losers?”

"Of course there is. Not everyone is qualified to obtain the power of the sun."

The golden dragon man showed a proud look. The color of its scales was the brightest among all the dragon men, and therefore the most eye-catching. Judging from its size, it was probably the strongest in this dragon tribe.

"The outcome of failure is death. It seems that the mortality rate is not zero."

Actively swallowing such a dangerous supernatural resource cannot be protected by the amulet. It was too late for the teacher to take action. Moreover, judging from the failure, even the resurrection spell was useless. The corpse was too badly damaged. It was necessary to report to the god of death on the spot.

However, the improvement brought by success is too powerful. If I am not mistaken, the so-called gift of the sun can directly grant dragon veins to living beings.

If such a thing were to spread to the outside world, it would definitely cause a sensation.

Every extraordinary professional knows how difficult it is to change the form of life. Even a legend only has two chances in a lifetime. Most extraordinary people have never experienced the taste of life evolution and sublimation.

The gift of the sun, it is poison, but to those who need it, it is a supreme treasure.

"Do you need it?"

"want."

Although he couldn't use it himself, Wayne did need to buy it.

Just look at these dragon people in front of you and you will know that they should all have evolved from dog-headed people. Judging from the color of their scales, only a small part of them should have taken the gift of the sun.

Most of the dog-headed people simply stimulated and strengthened their original dragon veins infinitely, which was the blood power of the colorful dragons. This made them dragon people, but they were still inferior to the golden dragon people.

As for these golden dragon men, it was obvious that they absolutely did not possess the corresponding bloodlines before. In other words, their original dragon veins were covered up after they completed their evolution.

If two bloodlines exist in the body of the same creature, and if the difference in bloodline levels is too great, then the weaker one will be covered up. This is a very unpopular common sense.

This kind of knowledge is basically useless, as bloodline is basically determined at birth. It is not impossible to change it, but it is extremely difficult.

But now, Wayne also saw a way to change it, and it was not difficult, except that the mortality rate was a bit high. But even so, the tiefling was tempted.

Wayne doesn't need to change his bloodline, he doesn't need it, but his subordinates, his followers, and the tiefling friends he made, they do.

The secular perspective is hard to ignore, no one can really not care, even the gods have to consider the feelings of mortals. How can a mere tiefling avoid it?
However, it is too difficult to get rid of the blood that you are born with. Even if someone can change it, it is difficult to replicate because it is a personal adventure.

But now it’s different. The gift of the sun can be traded here as a commodity. It is a resource that can be mass-produced.

This also means that Wayne can try to make his followers and subordinates abandon their identity as tieflings and no longer have to endure the unwarranted slander and accusations associated with the devil of hell.

It is impossible to change the secular stereotype of tieflings, because tieflings are indeed a species born with original sin.

Due to their bloodline, tieflings are easily exploited by high-level devils and hell lords, sometimes regardless of their own will. The hell blood in them is just a medium.

In comparison, covering the original hell bloodline is the best choice.

"We want to see what you have in store."

The weapons and armor collected by the leader of the Knights of Inquisition are naturally not ordinary items. Not only the weapons, but even the armor, in order to adapt to the members' various body shapes and combat forms, all have extremely strong adaptive and extraordinary properties.

Therefore, the dragon people showed a very strong tendency to trade. When they roughly estimated that the value of the items they carried was not enough, the dragon people also sent members back to the tribe with a strong primitive style to get more resources.

This action made Wayne look very strange. Although it was a bit immoral, he took out enough rune equipment to arm a team of knights. In fact, he had the intention of fishing.

As long as these dragon people dared to rob him, he would dare to fight back. But these dragon people were surprisingly abiding by the rules. They treated their lower races like livestock, so primitive and barbaric. "Aren't you the native creatures here?"

After successfully completing the transaction, Wayne couldn't help but ask.

"Of course not. We didn't originally live in such a dangerous place."

The Golden Dragon Man, who completed the transaction and obtained a large amount of equipment, was in a very good mood. He looked at Wayne with a closer look and his tone became much more familiar.

"So you guys started out right?"

Although it was a bit offensive, Wayne couldn't suppress his curiosity.

He really wanted to know what Lord Holy Dragon wanted to do by creating this demiplane.

"You want to ask if we were originally kobolds? Of course, we were all kobolds at first, but after we were lucky enough to enter here, we withstood the test, and survived, and thus gained the power we have now."

The Golden Dragon Man openly told his past, and he did not feel it was a shame.

When he was still a kobold, he would never have imagined the achievements he has now, not even in his dreams.

"Since you were also kobolds in the past, why do you treat your own kind like this?"

Wayne was no longer afraid of angering the Golden Dragon Man, and asked directly.

"Same kind? You mean these losers? They can't even bear the sun's blessing, so how can they be qualified to be my same kind?"

The golden dragon man's voice was calm, as if he was telling a truth.

"They have also awakened their dragon veins and can play a greater role."

"No, any dog-headed man who enters here can awaken the dragon vein as long as he can survive three days."

The Golden Dragon told Wayne a shocking secret.

"This is a blessed land. Any creature with a dragon vein that enters here can quickly awaken. Therefore, these losers are not qualified to be the same as us."

Achievements that were once rare can now be obtained by anyone, so their value has naturally decreased, but higher achievements have also emerged as a result.

Wayne understood why the Golden Dragon Man had such an attitude towards the Kobolds.

They are not even qualified to be slaves. For them, breathing and surviving on this land is a luxury. They must have shelter. Their existence basically only consumes resources and cannot create any value.

After a brief contact, Wayne stayed away from this dragon tribe. Although the tribe had only a few hundred people, there were clear classes among them.

The golden dragonman undoubtedly occupies the highest position, while the rest of the dragonmen are ranked according to the status of the five-colored dragon races.

The duties of slaves and coolies are undertaken by green and black dragon people. As for white scales, they have not been seen yet.

“How cruel!”

Although the Golden Dragon Man believed that this land was a blessed land given by God, it was obvious that only the Dragon Man with the same scale color as him would have the same idea. Other Dragon Man might have the exact opposite view.

Because survival here is so difficult. Even in the plains, where the ecology is not as complicated as in the jungle, they still face dangers of all sizes every day that can take their lives at any time.

Struggling to survive is the best interpretation of the life state of the dragon people.

However, what Wayne found very interesting was that all the dragon people knew that they were kept in captivity, and they still remembered that they were captured from outside.

Even though the environment here can easily induce the awakening of dragon veins, the birth of every dragon man is accompanied by the death of at least tens of thousands of dog-headed men.

However, there is no resentment among the dragon people, or it can be said that the dragon people dare not have hatred. The golden dragon people occupy an absolute dominant position. They are the largest in size, the strongest in strength, and their spell-like abilities are also the most outstanding.

These dragon people have an extremely fanatical worship and admiration for the unknown existence that has caused their current living conditions and dangerous situations.

That’s right, this group of dragon people didn’t even know the name of the holy dragon Noah, but they still became his fanatical believers, and the statue they worshiped was actually the sun in the sky.

Not only do they believe in it themselves, they also force the dragon people whose scales are different in color from theirs to worship it together with them.

"Are you really not afraid of problems?"

Wayne looked up, muttered something to himself, and continued to travel through this absurdly large demiplane.

Of course, maybe it was because there was something wrong with his physical sense, because the environment here was so strange that he was very cautious with every step, so he had the illusion that this place was very vast.

"what is this?"

Compared to those strange-looking animals and plants with special talents and extraordinary abilities, Wayne is more interested in the intelligent people living here.

He found another intelligent race, which occupied a corner of a lush swamp. However, the strange life form and the tools they used made it difficult for Wayne to confirm their origins, and he wondered if they were species from another world.

It was a monster with a head shaped like an ichthyosaur, eight different arms, a sturdy torso, and a winding and thick tail under its belly. Its ferocious appearance made it extremely intimidating, just like a monster crawling out of the abyss.

This was the appearance when Wayne first saw it, but when he saw these monsters, which were estimated to be seven or eight meters long, returning to their underwater nests, a shocking scene appeared.

Their arms had fallen off their bodies, but of course, this description was not accurate because these arms did not belong to the monsters in the first place.

They are strange creatures similar to starfish. When they merge with monsters, they become their arms.

It's not just the arms that fall off, the strong-looking tail is also a parasite, and their heads can also be taken off from the top of their heads, just like a helmet.

Such a strange race immediately attracted Wayne's attention. He did not show up, but hid in the dark and observed quietly.

He found that this race was quite unique. All of their tools were parasites of various forms. When needed, they would merge with these creatures with corresponding functions.

Wayne had never seen such a bizarre race, and he didn't understand how these creatures, which seemed to have such different appearances, could be so easily combined together, connected by flesh and blood, as if they were one.

(End of this chapter)