Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 446 Noah, You're So Big!
The corpses of less than twenty Augustus elders could not occupy even a corner of the Thunder Palace, but because of their deaths, the official members of Augustus, small and medium-sized nobles and their families, and all the people in the related interest chain who were implicated and liquidated were liquidated.

When the Golden Dragon King made up his mind to swing his butcher knife, the sounds of executions and wailing on the execution ground were endless. If all these corpses were collected, even the magnificent Thunder Temple could be easily submerged in the corpses.

Red Conference

Alexander, the Golden Dragon King, summoned the family elders to hold a meeting. Faced with the accusations of the family elders and the words that asked him to abdicate, he chose to massacre and purge, just like his father and grandfather.

Three consecutive generations of slaughtering family elders and cleaning out family members with disagreements. Throughout history, no family or clan has ever done such a thing, but such things have frequently happened in the Augustus family.

What the recorder found most subtle was that after a deeper investigation into these purges, he found that the cause of each massacre was more or less, or directly, the Holy Dragon. That seemed to be the origin and beginning of the internal conflicts within the Augustus family.

The family purges by the first and second kings of the kingdom have become history, and now the third generation monarch is creating his own purge record.

Just like his merits and achievements, the intensity and scope of the family cleansing carried out by the third generation of monarchs also surpassed that of his father and grandfather.

As the massacre and executions continued, dark clouds of blood appeared above the execution ground and spread in all directions, threatening to shroud the entire royal city in blood.

As the Golden Dragon King reorganized and cleansed his family and kingdom forces, the sound of the Nine Sword Master's swords echoed in the city of Elishim.

In this city completely dominated by dragons, dragon species, and dragon-men, a half-elf of impure blood burst out with unprecedented brilliance. No legend could suppress her sword light, but instead, they were defeated in blood under her sword light.

"How many wins has she had?"

"Twenty-eight? Or twenty-nine?"

"Thirty!"

"Are you kidding me? A mere half-elf is committing atrocities in the city of Elisim! Where is the Falling Star Sword, Swordmaster Samel?"

"He lost a long time ago. His sword was cut off by someone."

"What a shame! Where is the Sword of Punishment, Judge Bourne?"

"Here it is."

When everyone looked over, they immediately saw a high-level dragon man with a solemn face. He folded his arms, occupying the best position, watching the images projected in the arena's demiplane.

People with sharp eyes could see that the dragon scales on the dragon man's two arms had inconsistent luster, one light and one dark. The arm he was holding had a sense of newborn tenderness and fragility.

"This arm must have been cut off. It's obvious that it just regenerated not long ago."

"Keep your voice down. Can't you see I'm in a bad mood now?"

"How incompetent! In such a huge country like Elishim, with three million dragonmen, can't you find a dragonman who can defeat this half-elf?"

"Before you declare others incompetent, can you please take a look at yourself? Also, do you know who this Nine Swords Grandmaster is? It's not shameful to lose to her."

"Everyone knows this. She was the partner of the first monarch of the Kingdom of Atlas."

"Her current title is Blade of All Victory!"

"It is said that she was praised by the Glory of the Titan, Lord Cassius, when she was young."

"So what? Are we really going to let her achieve a perfect victory in the city of Elisim? Then what will we dragon people become? A stepping stone for her to become famous?"

"Should we ask an ancient dragon to help?"

"Shut up, isn't this embarrassing enough?!"

No one can control her, no one can defeat her. This is the invincibility displayed by Edith, the Grandmaster of the Nine Swords who had been silent for hundreds of years, when she returned to Elisim.

Among the dragon people, no one can be a match for the master of the Nine Swords, but instead he gained the reputation of the Blade of Victory.

It's not that this near-saint uses force to overwhelm others. No matter who it is, as long as they stand on the stage in front of her, this Nine Swords Master will suppress the other person to the same level and never use any more strength than that.

It is precisely for this reason that the dragon people who were defeated by him only felt that they were incompetent, but they did not feel resentful, because all the dragon people who fought with him could sense that the opponent's sword skills were as terrifying and oppressive as the bright sun, which was invincible. Even looking up at him would make their eyes hurt and it was difficult to catch up.

They are convinced that losing is losing. It’s not that the dragons cannot afford to lose, but they have lost too many times and can’t see any hope of winning, which causes some of them to have a mental breakdown.

Silently, a figure appeared on the main stand of the arena, watching the sword fight taking place in the demiplane. It was a battle venue specially prepared for legends, and no city could withstand the aftermath of a legendary battle.

Even though she was in a demiplane, she seemed to sense that familiar gaze. Edith had originally intended to learn more about the swordsmanship that the dragonman in front of her had honed on the battlefield, but now she had lost her patience.

"Sorry! I'm busy!"

The sword light was like a long rainbow hanging in the sky, instantly breaking down all resistance of the Dragon Sword Master who was trying his best to defend. Blood gushed out, and the dragon man who was defeated in an instant had a look of helplessness on his face, and then relief.

"Thank you!"

Even though he lost, and lost miserably, the Dragon Sword Master expressed his heartfelt gratitude to the half-elf in front of him at this moment, because this battle made him realize a lot, and he was sure that as long as he digested the insights from this sword fight after returning, his swordsmanship would become even stronger.

What made him a little ashamed was that before he went on the court, so many dragon people had high hopes for him, but he failed to live up to these expectations. However, it was not his fault, as his opponent was simply too strong.

When the tall and slender figure of Edith, the Blade of Victory, walked out of the demiplane and appeared in the arena, the arena filled with dragonmen fell silent, and eyes of awe, anger, unwillingness, and powerlessness fell on her.

However, Edith didn't care about it. Instead, she looked towards the main stand, where a figure had just appeared quietly. At this moment, no one except her noticed it.
"Want to have a sword fight with me? Noah!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole audience was in an uproar. Following the gaze of the Sword of All Saints, the dragons all noticed the existence that appeared silently on the main stand.

However, what they saw was not a dragon man, but a sun that shone softly, as if it had fallen into the sky. The sun had already set, but no one had noticed it before.

"If you don't have a good time, I can accompany you, but I'm not good at swordsmanship, so I might disappoint you!"

Noah laughed.

"How about you use the sword and I use something else?"

"Not good at swordsmanship? If you don't fight me with swords, then I won't fight you. Apart from swordsmanship, I don't have any skills that can beat you."

As a wizard skilled in swordsmanship, Edith could clearly and intuitively feel the power of the being before her. It was a challenge that could not be overcome by the sword in her hand.

"Pity."

Noah could not detect the fighting spirit of the Nine Swords Master in front of him. The other party did not want to fight him at all, or in other words, anyone who could feel the essence of his power would not want to have any conflict with him. As a result, in the established battle, with no influence of any interests, who would take the initiative to initiate it?
"Anyone else want to challenge me?" Noah asked the audience, but the only response to Noah was thunderous applause.
"Long live His Majesty Noah!"

"Your Majesty the Holy Dragon will be immortal forever!"

Faced with the dragons' worship and prayers as they vied with each other for the first place, fearing that they would be left behind, Noah glanced at the guy who was shouting "Long live the dragon" and disappeared in the arena.

After Noah left, Edith, who had long since stopped wanting to fight, also left. Her goal had now been achieved. She came on behalf of the Augustus family to intimidate the dragon people.

This world always follows the basic rule of the survival of the fittest, and the strong are always qualified to control more resources. The dragon people's dissatisfaction with the Augustus family also stems from their perception that with the current strength of the Augustus family, they are not worthy of occupying so many resources.

Now, when a person who was unknown in the Augustus family and whose name could only be found by looking through history books stepped out and swept across Elisim with the legend of the dragon man, many of the voices that were originally noisy in the world also disappeared.

Under the sword of the Nine Swords Master, the dragons tacitly acknowledged the interests occupied by the Augustus family. However, at this moment, the Nine Swords Master, on behalf of the Augustus family, put forward the result that he had discussed with his grandson not long ago.

"Fund me to build a floating city? Is this your idea?"

Noah looked at the half-elf girl in front of him. Time had not left any traces on her body. Even though her elven bloodline was not pure, her strength was enough to allow her to temporarily ignore the ruthlessness of time for at least a thousand years.

"What's wrong? Are you going to reject my kindness?"

"What dragon would refuse money? But besides the naming rights, what else does the Augustus family want?"

"No, no one in the Augustus family knows how the floating city was built, let alone how it operates. They don't understand anything. What's the point of making a request?
If you feel bad about it, when you drive the floating city to the other world, just take some of the Augustus family with you."

"It's natural."

Noah nodded. Such a request could not be considered a request at all.

"There is one more thing I want to discuss with you."

"Ah."

Noah motioned for Edith to continue.

"Your dragon blood has had a huge impact on Alexander's character. It has affected his decisions regarding the policies of his family and kingdom. I feel that he is no longer fit to continue to be the king of Atlas, nor is he fit to be a monarch."

"Do you want to remove him?"

Jin Long's expression remained unchanged, as if he didn't care about it. In fact, it really had no effect on him.

"No, although he is not as good as his father, let alone Taidel, he has done a pretty good job so far. Therefore, I think he can continue to hold the kingship until a new successor is trained."

The half-elf's silver eyes looked at the golden dragon in front of her. Although she could also shamelessly say that she had watched the dragon grow up, times had changed. Although the friendship they had back then was still there, they were both much more unfamiliar with each other.

"But I still have to follow your advice. Alexander is also your dependent."

"I have no opinion. I will not interfere in the internal affairs of the Augustus family unless it affects the continuation of the Augustus family."

"I am very fond of a child named Astraea. I think she is suitable to succeed Alexander and become the fourth monarch of Atlas."

"I also think this child is good, but she also has my dragon blood."

Noah reminded.

"Even so, this at least won't affect her judgment. Besides, your dragon blood is one of the reasons why I chose her."

"Do you dislike my dragon blood or do you like it?"

"Your dragon blood gives the bearer power, which is impeccable to me, but the dragon blood will affect the character of the inheritor."

"understood."

You want both. You want the power of dragon blood, but you don't want the bad nature of the dragon clan. In some ways, this is even worse than the greed of the dragon clan.

"If you have time, you can guide that child more!"

"I try my best."

Noah makes no guarantees.

"We have finished talking about business matters, now let's talk about personal matters."

Master Nine Swords, Edith, looked at the not-so-big golden dragon in front of her. This was not his true form. The Holy Dragon did not choose to keep his preference after all.

"Can you let me see your true form? I want to see how powerful you have become."

Noah would naturally not refuse such a request. As he wished, when the adult golden dragon that had reached the top of the ancestral generation released its true form, its huge and majestic body was so huge that even Edith, who was known as the Blade of Victory, could not help but step back several steps with amazement and shock in her eyes.

"Noah, you are so huge! It is hard to imagine that the material world can tolerate the existence of a dragon like you!"

The golden dragon in front of us is so huge that even if it is just a rough estimate, it is over 190 meters long and nearly 200 meters long. Even if it does not fully stretch its body, the impact it brings is unparalleled.

"In fact, I already feel repulsion from the material world."

Noah frowned and told the distress he was facing now. If he showed his true form now, everything in the world would be extremely fragile to him and would break at the slightest touch.

Such a state would naturally attract the rejection of the will of the material world. But the problem was that he had not even started to ascend to the Dragon King, and it was already like this.

Once he is promoted, wouldn't he be thrown out by the will of the material world while he is halfway through his sleep? This would probably kill him directly.

"I'm sorry, I can't understand your current distress and can't solve such a problem. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Can you get stronger?"

"Ok?"

"It won't take long. I will try to become a dragon king, and I will need a guardian."

(End of this chapter)