Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 358 Father, Are You Really Not a God?
For a monarch with a strong desire for control, it is meaningless to explore whether a minister who has the ability to rebel is loyal. The key is not whether he is loyal, but whether he has the ability to rebel.

The same goes for the gods. When faced with any deity who may threaten their own divine domain, they will regard them as their mortal enemy, regardless of their stance, camp, or ideology, simply because the deity threatens their fundamental interests as gods.

Even if this deity came from the dragon clan, and even if many dragon gods had proven that dragon clan deities would never occupy important priesthoods, nor would they, like most gods, infinitely improve their divinity and power.

But it was all useless. Even though this dragon had repeatedly stated that he would never become a god, it was impossible to dispel the hostility of the gods. Even if the gods themselves were magnanimous, their believers and followers would still take action.

"Brother, I have already tracked down a drow great grandmother. Why are you so anxious to call me back?"

The Mechanical Warlord Tyramus, who had just returned from the underground underworld, complained to his brother with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

If he initially hunted down the rebellious underground race just to maintain his father's dignity, then now, Tyramus, who has had a lot of killing in the Underdark, regards this as a legitimate reason for him to act in the Underdark.

As a golden dragon who controls the Black Book of the Undead, there is no place more suitable for him than the Underdark, because almost none of the clans that can survive in the Underdark meet the moral standards of the golden dragons. Therefore, no matter what means he uses, Tyramus will not have any psychological burden.

Whether it is the dark drow who are the result of the fall of elves, or the mind flayers who rely on parasitizing other humanoid races to complete their reproduction, the kuo-toa are even more evil than their marine relatives.

Even if all these underground clans were slaughtered, there wouldn't be any trouble, because the underground follows the rule of the jungle. If they were killed, they could only blame their own lack of strength, and there was nothing to say. This was the same for the dark gods worshipped by these races.

This was completely different from the situation when he was helping his brother on the continent of Alvis. On the surface, too many eyes were on him, especially his identity as the descendant of the Holy Dragon. This forced him to, with the help of his father, work with a group of goblins to complete the research and create mechanical undead that did not appear to have any evil aura.

Even so, he was always cautious every time he used the mechanical army. Every time he went out, he would aim to win. When the battle was over, he would take away all the debris and wreckage without leaving any loopholes.

But underground, there are not so many constraints. What if these dark creatures discover that he is the Lord of the Undead?

These guys ran to the surface to accuse a descendant of the Holy Dragon. Who would believe them? Not to mention that almost no underground creatures could escape alive after seeing the true form of the mechanical undead.

Tyramus could hardly count the lives and souls he had harvested in the Underdark over the past few years. Although his own strength had not changed much in the past few years, the speed at which the size of his legion was expanding was indeed astonishing.

This is much faster than the normal speed of building a legion. Although the process of creating powerful undead for traditional necromancers is extremely cumbersome, he has the help of his nephew. The large cemetery can simplify the manufacturing process and shorten the conversion time.

Even if it eventually has to enter the Giant God Workshop for transformation, the procedure is still cumbersome, but after this set of procedures, the work can be standardized using an assembly line.

Therefore, as long as the subsequent investment can keep up, new mechanical undeads can be seen coming off the assembly line of the Giant God Workshop every day.

This is the driving force behind Teramus's killing spree in the underground Underdark. As long as he continues to kill, he will see the size of his legion grow every day.

In this situation, the greed and hunting instinct of dragons, coupled with the sense of justice as a metal dragon, are enough for Tyramus to continue the war, because he has been reaping the benefits of war.

"It's being said outside that father is going to become a god. Why do you think I asked you to come back?"

Elijah, who was originally a very calm person, now had a worried look on his face, and even showed obvious anxiety. He handed a thick stack of information and a string of video crystals to his brother.

He has a calm temperament, but is not slow-witted. When the legend of the eternal golden city spread widely in the Holy Dragon Land and also spread to the outside world, he realized that something was wrong and sensed the breath of danger.

However, he had no way to stop this kind of news, because every member of the Holy Dragon could become the main body of spreading information, and there was no way to prohibit it. Almost all dragon people were very happy to participate in it and describe the greatness and kindness of the Holy Dragon to people who did not understand.

Even if he was the eldest son of the Holy Dragon, it was impossible for him to issue an administrative order prohibiting the people in the territory from discussing the greatness of the Holy Dragon and not to portray his father's kindness to outsiders. There is no need to guess that if he issued such an order, he would definitely be labeled a rebellious son.

"Father wants to become a god? Didn't Father say he had no interest in becoming a dragon god?"

Seeing his brother looking unhappy, Tairamus, who was originally in a good mood, took the information and started reading it. He learned about what happened on the ground when he was expanding his legion underground, and his expression couldn't help but change.

"The key point now is not what father says, but that many people outside already believe that father will become a dragon god. Many dragon people at the bottom already regard father as a god. Do you know what this means?"

"Let them be, why should I care what they think?"

Although Teramus, who had read the information, realized the problem, he did not take it seriously.

Because in his cognition, his father is such a powerful and dazzling existence. Is there any living being in the material world that can threaten his father?

Even if the gods wanted to target my father, they would have to pay a heavy price, and there was no guarantee that they would achieve any results.

Even if my father is asleep at this moment, the guarding forces, whether visible or hidden, in the Holy Dragon Land are enough to protect my father. What's more, the Kingdom of Atlas, the Kingdom of the Dead, and the Tower of Stars are all potential aid forces for my father.

If anything happens to my father, not to mention these forces, even the Elf King's Court, which seems to be on bad terms with my father, might send people. If nothing else, at least the Elf Demigod will take action.

Therefore, Teramus thought there was really nothing to worry about. Wasn't it just a rumor that his father would become a god? Even if it was true, so what? Which god in the secular church could threaten his father?

"Teramus, you underestimate the power of the gods!"

Hearing his brother say such arrogant words, Elijah couldn't help but frown and scold him. If it was so simple, why would he be so gloomy like now?
"I'm not looking down on you, but this is the material world. No matter how powerful the gods are, they can't come here in person."

"Oh, that's all."

Hearing his brother's naive words, Elijah couldn't help but sigh. He suddenly realized the difference between himself and his brother.

He was a mixed-blood. Not only did he have a legacy, but he was also taken to heaven by his mother when he was young to receive education. But Tyramus was different. He was a golden dragon with the purest bloodline, and only part of his legacy came from his father.

The two brothers had different understandings of the gods. The biggest difference was that Telramus's understanding of the gods was limited to the descriptions passed down from generation to generation, while he had seen more than one true god with his own eyes.

Therefore, Eliade knew how terrible the gods were. When he realized that his father had violated the fundamental interests of the gods, he immediately sensed the danger and became alert, but Teramus was still careless and didn't care. This was not the fault of the second son of the Holy Dragon, but the brothers had different visions and perspectives, so when faced with the same problem, they had different ideas.

"How's your harvest underground?"

"Very good, what do you think of me building a kingdom underground?"

Although he noticed that his elder brother was changing the subject, Telramus did not take it seriously and instead took the opportunity to talk about his recent thoughts.

He felt that with his character and the military power he controlled, he could establish his own kingdom in the Underdark.

Although it was a little inappropriate for him, as a golden dragon, to build a force underground, but the power he possessed was special. There were too many constraints and concerns on the surface, and he was completely unable to exert his power, but it didn't matter underground.

In the underground world, the strong are the kings. There are not so many moral and ethical constraints. As long as you can become stronger, anything is fine. The strong can do anything.

Strength is justice, and strength is right.

It was precisely because of the pure and primitive atmosphere of the underground that Teramus gradually fell in love with it, and thus came up with the idea of ​​establishing a country underground.

"It seems that you have gained a lot underground, but if you build a country underground, can you adapt to the underground environment for a long time?"

Iliad was somewhat surprised to hear this idea, which was considered absurd for the Golden Dragon, but he did not object.

Having lived with his younger brother for so many years, he certainly noticed that his younger brother had some unknown secrets, but he did not explore them. Instead, he chose to respect him. As a living being, who doesn't have his own secrets?

"I just said we should build a country underground, I didn't say we should live underground for a long time."

"Since you have this idea, go ahead and try it."

"Brother, do you support me?"

Teramus was somewhat surprised.

"How else can you object? But if you want to really try it, you have to wait until father wakes up. Don't put too much energy underground now."

"no problem."

Teramus agreed immediately. His father had been sleeping for ten years and would probably wake up soon, so he wouldn't have to wait too long.

When the second son of the Holy Dragon left with joy in his heart, Eliade, the eldest son, sighed. He just wanted to share the pressure with his younger brother, but now it seems that he has to bear it alone.

It turns out that he could still talk to his mother, but the archangel has returned to heaven, and she is going to find out what the gods of Mount Paradise are doing.

Undoubtedly, the gods of Mount Paradise are all true and kind gods, but kindness does not mean that they will tolerate later comers dividing their divine domain.

"Father, are you really not going to be deified?"

The angel and the dragon's son, full of thoughts, looked up at the golden holy dragon wrapped in red light.

Even as his biological son, he was somewhat skeptical about his father's claim that he did not intend to deify himself, because his father's every move seemed to be a preparation for gathering faith, igniting the divine fire, and raising the throne of God. This was the case for his own son, let alone the gods.

wow~
At this time, a soft and subtle sound like flowing water was heard, and Eliade happened to see the brilliant red glow shining in the red cocoon in the sky. A touch of golden light emerged, crystal clear, and there was a sense of transparency and wisdom. Looking at it, the mind was clear and the consciousness was lucid. The many puzzles and confusions accumulated in the past seemed to be suddenly enlightened at this moment, and there was no more doubt.

"what is this?"

Eliade could clearly see that this golden light came from his father's forehead, bursting out from between the brows of the sleeping ancestral golden dragon.

Feeling the power contained in this golden light, Elijah could not help but take a few steps forward. His mind was quick and he suddenly became enlightened. However, before the descendant of the Holy Dragon could get close to his father, he heard a slight crisp sound.

Click~
"Who?"

Brilliant holy light flowed out from Eliade's eyes, and an angel sword flowing with sacred fire appeared in the hands of this born holy hybrid. The brilliant sword light swept across, and a shadow that was only slightly in the corner of the building was instantly wiped out.

Zheng~
The sword light that was powerful enough to tear apart mountains and stop rivers from flowing struck the pillars. Along with the slight roar of Noah's bedroom, countless rays of alchemical matrix light floated, preventing the eldest son of the Holy Dragon from splitting Noah's sleeping place with one sword.

When the sword light dissipated, a sword mark extending from the ground to the dome came into view, and a destructive aura overflowed. However, Eliade, who created all this, had a solemn expression on his face.

He stretched out his hand and waved it, and one after another, pieces of weapons that were famous in the heavens appeared on his body, completely covering his entire body. This made the hybrid, who just had some strength but seemed a little weak, have a stronger aura, emitting an especially terrifying aura.

"Void Blade?"

Elijah walked to the place where the sword had just been slashed. At this moment, he could no longer feel any disharmony or alien aura.

The abnormality he just sensed seemed like an illusion, but the eldest son of the Holy Dragon was very sure that it was not an illusion.

There was a terrifying assassin who was suspected to be close to a saint and lurked in the palace. If it weren't for his father's state change, which disturbed him and revealed his flaws, he would not have been able to detect him.

(End of this chapter)