Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 496: The Divine Descendants of the Holy Dragon
"Idiot, a complete idiot. Xizel is the grandson of the Saint. Who are you? He is going to the Twilight World. What are you doing with him? You clearly have the opportunity to stay and take over the Forge World of the Ashes."

The extremely angry voice of the Lord of the Flame Sun, Heliers, echoed in Jetton's sea of ​​consciousness. However, this adult red dragon had developed a high degree of immunity to this voice that would frequently get angry and belittle him. He could basically ignore it and do what he had to do.

"Speaking of which, why are you going to the Twilight World? The sun of the Twilight World is the Holy Dragon Noah. Have you been blinded by the victory you have achieved recently?
Do you really want the dragon to discover my existence? Do you think you can save your life with all the military exploits you have made?"

Seeing that the dragon in front of him did not respond to him, Heliers found it even more unbearable.

Because as the red dragon grew up, he took him less and less seriously, often habitually ignoring him, not listening to any of his guidance and suggestions, and doing what he thought was right.

"Heliers, why do you think His Majesty the Holy Dragon didn't notice your presence?"

The residual souls left after the fall of the gods kept chattering in his mind. This time the noise was even louder than most of the previous times. Finally, Jetton became impatient and asked the question he had wanted to ask for a long time.

After graduating from the Dragon Academy and joining the Expedition Corps, in the endless battles and killings, as a young and strong dragon who has not been promoted to a legend, although Jetton has mastered many combat and spellcasting skills, in the plane battlefield, the power of an individual is too small.

Therefore, it is normal to encounter dangerous situations. When Jaden himself is powerless and unable to resolve the dilemma, Helios, the remnant soul of the Lord of the Fire Sun, who is one with him, will naturally not sit idly by.

Under the repeated control and leadership of the remnant spirits of the gods, the red dragon Jetton was able to survive and escape from danger many times.

To be fair, Jetton is still very grateful to the remnant soul of the god. The fact that he can live until now is inseparable from the other party's protection.
Otherwise, he would have become a pile of bones on the battlefield. Even if he survived by chance, he would most likely be stuffed into a mechanical construct.

But what annoyed him was that this remnant soul was immersed in the glory and honor of the past, unable to extricate itself, and always wanted to interfere with and control his dragon life. Once he had different opinions and choices, it would accuse and insult him.

Jetton acknowledged the other party's knowledge and insights in the extraordinary realm, but did not agree with Helios's judgment of the current situation, especially his attempt to resurrect and take revenge on His Majesty the Holy Dragon Noah.

When His Majesty the Holy Dragon had not yet been promoted to the Dragon King, Helios, who was already a god at that time, could not do anything to His Majesty, let alone today, the status of both parties has already been reversed.

Therefore, Jetton did not listen to the remnant soul of the god who was still dreaming. He planned his dragon life and decided his direction completely according to his own judgment and the establishment of the saint grandson Xizel, whom he chose to follow.

"Why didn't you notice my existence? It's so stupid that I want to open your skull and see if your brain is still there. If you had discovered my existence, would you still be alive now? Would you still have the opportunity to communicate with me?"

Helios was so angry that he laughed when he heard the question asked by this stupid reptile.

"You have helped me so many times since I was born. If you can't find it once, twice, three times, ten times, can't you find it again?"

He did not get angry because of being insulted. Born as a red dragon, Jetton possessed a calm temperament that had nothing to do with his racial bloodline. This was all instilled in him by the remnant soul of the god.

"That's because I hid it well."

Heliers said as a matter of course.

"But there were two times when His Highness Xizel and I encountered dangerous situations together. You revealed your presence to His Highness, and nothing happened afterwards."

"That's because the little dragon has a limited vision. Even if he saw it, what could he think of it? Who would have thought that a dirty and stupid red dragon like you could have the immortal soul of a noble god?"

"He is the descendant of the Holy Dragon."

"The fact that you are safe and sound now is the best proof. The little dragon did not notice anything unusual about you, let alone my presence."

"But I think another scenario makes more sense."

"what?"

Although he had already realized that nothing good would come out of the reptile's mouth, Heliers still continued to ask.

"His Majesty the Holy Dragon has already noticed your presence, but he just doesn't bother to pay attention to you."

"How is that possible? Who do you think I am? I am the immortal God of the Flaming Sun, the controller of the Red Sun. Even if I have been ambushed and framed, I will eventually return from the years..."

"You know what? I can hardly remember the faces of those classmates who lost the competition with me in the academy. Even if I meet them again, I may not be able to call out the names of some of them."

"That's because you have a stupid brain and can't even remember the names of several dragons."

Heliers sneered and mocked him, but Jetton did not let him go.

"What I mean is that I will not look back at the opponent I have defeated. I don't know His Majesty Shenglong very well, but I think that His Majesty's mentality in this regard may not be too different from mine."

"..."

After Jetton said this, Helliers, who was constantly making noises in his mind, suddenly fell silent. After a long silence, a voice full of resentment and unwillingness sounded.

"I didn't lose to Noah, never. He just defeated my incarnation!"

After saying this, Heliers fell into silence again, without the noise and bustle just now.

Jetton did not make another attempt to finish off the opponent. A creature from the secular world suppressed the incarnation of a god. Although they were in the same realm, the difference between the two was obvious.

Today, the gods have fallen, and the former Holy Dragon has become the Dragon King. Not to mention that Heliers is far from being resurrected, even if he is alive, he is unlikely to be a match for His Majesty the Holy Dragon.

But there is no need to say these words, as the Lord of the Flame Sun must have known it well. When he learned that His Majesty Noah was promoted to the Dragon King, this remnant soul remained silent for a long time and did not say a word.

"Jayden, are you ready? We're leaving!"

Without Heliers' obstruction, Jetton quickly embarked on the dragon life he had arranged for himself. Of course, even if this god blocked him, he would go to the Twilight World without hesitation to follow the eldest grandson of the Holy Dragon.

Jetton has already seen that the core of the golden order that is now expanding in the endless void is His Majesty the Holy Dragon Noah. As a red dragon, and a red dragon that is not even a legendary one, he certainly has no qualifications to cling to and follow the Holy Dragon.

Fortunately, when he was young, he met the young grandson of the Holy Dragon, and they grew up together. Today, he can rely on this relationship to become the commander of a forging world, and perhaps even compete for the governor. But the power to control a world obtained in this way is too vain in Jetton's eyes. In order to obtain this, he actually has to stay away from the grandson of the Holy Dragon.

If you agree to such an exchange and pay such a price, it would be truly stupid, extremely foolish.

When the cross-border teleportation array burst out with brilliant light and tore through the void, a torrent of energy as bright and brilliant as a rainbow shuttled through it.

When Jetton was meditating to calm the magic power in his body that was boiling due to the cross-border teleportation, and struggling to climb out of the teleportation array in a daze, the young man with flying golden hair had already appeared in front of him, his eyes as warm as topaz and full of concern.

"Are you okay? Without the protection of the floating city, it would be a bit uncomfortable to rely on yourself and endure the backlash of time and space teleportation."

“It doesn’t feel bad.”

Although there was warm golden sunlight shining in the sky, after calming his mental strength a little, Jetton still felt the difference in the world he had arrived at. If he had to give an evaluation, it would be silence, desolation and quiet.

This is a dying world, but a surge of vitality is being injected into it, trying to save it and make it glorious again.

"Your Majesty the Holy Dragon!"

The red dragon Jetton, revealing its original form, lowered its wings and used all four legs to crawl out of the Teleportation Temple. Then it raised its thick neck and head to look at the golden sun hanging high in the sky, which was no different from the one in the Dragon Realm.

The familiar sun dispelled some of the uneasiness and powerlessness in Jetton's heart when he descended to this world, and at the same time it also comforted many dragons who descended here with Jetton.

For many dragons, including Jetton, it was not the first time for them to leave the Dragon Realm and go to other worlds, but it was their first time to come to the Twilight World.

A world where these elements begin to become silent is actually not very friendly to extraordinary species like dragons. To put it bluntly, if the environment is not suitable and the elements are too thin, ordinary dragons will not be able to fly and can only crawl on the ground like reptiles.

"I know some of you dragons don't like to use Transfiguration, but here, Transfiguration is the most useful spell. It will reduce your consumption and allow you to exert stronger combat power when needed."

Xizel, the eldest grandson of the Holy Dragon, who arrived here earlier than all the other dragons and began to familiarize himself with the environment, looked at the many of his kind who maintained their original forms in front of him and warned them in a serious tone.

The Metal Dragon Clan was extremely fond of using transformation spells, but this innate love and preference that seemed to be engraved in their blood was distorted and deviated a lot after the appearance of his grandfather Noah, because his grandfather liked to show his true form to others.

Under the leadership of the Dragon King, many metal dragons, especially underage dragons, followed suit. Especially among the new generation of dragons, many dragons, although learning transfiguration, did not use it often. Instead, they showed their true forms and communicated with each other in their true forms.

Every move of the Dragon King is fashionable, and his every word and deed can be imitated by countless dragons. The older dragons have their own opinions and self-concepts, so they are not affected, but the younger dragons are rarely immune. As long as they can do it, they will follow the Dragon King.

After settling down the dragons that came to help, the red dragon Jetton, who was relied on by César and regarded as a capable assistant, was summoned alone.

"Jayden, do you know our mission this time?"

"Clear all the evil on earth, burn all the evil spirits, revive all things, and save the world!"

Jaden answered without hesitation.

"You are right, but this is only the first task we need to perform. There is another more important thing that we need to complete."

"Your Highness, please speak."

Jetton, who had already realized it, said solemnly.

"Preach, preach!"

"Preach?"

Jetton's eyes showed confusion. As the Dragon King, Holy Dragon Noah did not need faith. Even the current Red Dragon Jetton knew this. Even so, there were still many creatures who believed in Holy Dragons.

"Do you know my great uncle Eliad?"

"The light of dawn, His Highness Iliad!"

How could Jetton not know about this noble existence? He is the eldest son of the Holy Dragon and the most respected person in the Golden Order besides the Holy Dragon.
"of course I know."

"My uncle is preparing to be deified, and now he has to start collecting believers. Although the Dragon Realm is the most suitable, my grandfather's influence is too strong, and my uncle doesn't have much chance there. However, the Twilight World is the best place to preach."

"Gathering faith! The road to becoming a god?"

When he knew that he had to complete a mission besides saving the world, Jetton was shocked, because he had felt that the soul that had been silent for a long time was moving again, but this time, the other party did not make any sound, and remained silent and said nothing.

"This is an attempt. If everything goes well, it may not be long before my father will start collecting faith..."

"Your Highness's father is also preparing to be deified?"

Jetton could feel that the spirit residing in his dragon soul was not calm, but it just didn't speak, and was just as noisy as usual.

"That's right. I'm only telling you this. My father doesn't intend to follow my grandfather's example and directly become the Dragon King. Instead, he plans to try to become the god who controls death and resurrection!"

"Oh, why don't you plan to try? Noah has already blocked his path. As long as they are born in the same world as him, no other creature can follow the same path as him, not even his descendants."

Until this time, Heliers finally couldn't bear it anymore and sneered,
"If his descendants want to become immortal, they can only take the path of becoming a god. It's really sad that his children have no choice at all."

"I also hope to become such a pathetic descendant of the Holy Dragon!"

Jetton didn't feel that these descendants of the Holy Dragon were pitiful at all. He just yearned for them and was extremely envious of them. He wished he could be born among them and replace them.

(End of this chapter)