Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 161: Slay Demons, Slay Dragons, and Kill Through Hell

"Companions? No, I won't allow it!"

The dragon's six vertical pupils revealed resentment and hatred, as if it would not let the other party go. It believed that this man with Titan blood would never let it go.

"The will of hell will not favor mortals who do not even have divinity!"

Along with the roar of the Dragon Demon Lord, countless monsters rushed towards Black Mountain like a black tide, trying to swallow up the man sitting on the top of the mountain.

boom! boom! boom!
However, the moment the man opened his eyes, one after another golden lightning as thick as mountains fell from the sky, turning into giant thunder pythons, roaring among the mountains and devouring all monsters that dared to charge towards them.

“It still doesn’t understand? This man simply disdains to condense divinity. His weapon is stained with the blood of countless divine creatures.

Can't you hear the dying pleas and helpless remnants of those self-proclaimed noble creatures on the sharp blade? Ah, what a beautiful sound! "

Seeing the mad dragon demon, the man holding the black cat asked in confusion, with an expression of intoxication and appreciation on his face, twisted and crazy.

"No, it understands. It is precisely because it understands that it is afraid."

A hazy shadow emerged and answered the young noble.

"Is it?"

"I have foreseen its death!"

A huge wheel of flesh and blood rolled to the side of the young nobleman. It was a wheel made up of countless flesh and blood limbs, and in the core of the wheel was a constantly rotating vertical pupil.

The vertical pupil looked at the demon dragon that was raising poisonous smoke all over the sky and pouring fire on the earth, with a look of mockery and greed in its eyes.

The ability to empathize with others, such as the fox mourning the death of a rabbit, does not exist in anyone, not even the lowest-level devil. The devil is very happy to see the death of its own kind, and then the moment they lose the ability to resist, it pounces on them and eats everything it has.

"I saw it too!"

"Haha, I want a spear forged from a dragon demon's spine!"

“I want to collect its head.”

"Then its eyes belong to me."

Although the power of the Dragon Demon Lord was not greatly damaged by the failed invasion, and his army of demons with dragon blood flowing in their veins was still strong, all the lords of hell saw the fall of this companion, because it was an obvious thing.

"You lowly mortal, in hell, you will get nothing but death!"

The evil thoughts surging from all around had turned into substance and were entwined around his body, but the Dragon Demon Lord didn't even look at them, just stared at the man who had stood up.

The root of everything lies in him. As long as it can kill this man and devour his body, it will still be the lord of hell. And once it fails, no, it will never fail!
It has an invincible army of dragon demons and millions of flying dragon followers. The will of hell still favors it. Even if the gods come, they are no match for it.

How could it fail!
Roar!
Along with the roar of the Dragon Demon Lord, dragon demons that fell into hell soared, and countless flying dragons followed their footsteps.

This is an extremely terrifying army of hell. Most legends would feel despair when facing this army that is powerful enough to overturn the material plane, but not all legends would feel this way.

The man raised his head, and on his hard face, as if it had been cut by a knife or an axe, he revealed a happy smile that no one had ever seen before, as if a warrior had found the battlefield that suited him best.

But such a wanton smile also completely angered the largest dragon demon. It flapped its dragon wings that covered the sky, and the sharp thorns on its back were like mountains, rising and falling with the soaring of the dragon. The huge shadow was projected on the mountains, bringing unprecedented oppression to the man.

"Cassius, today is the end of you!"

Amid the roar of the Dragon Demon Lord who was pretending to be calm, a Titan giant who was over 150 meters tall had already appeared on the top of the mountain. He grasped a giant sword as big as himself, raised his hand, and swung the sword.

Then, in the dark purgatory, sword lights brighter than the sun's light appeared, accompanied by the wailing of countless dragon demons. Any high-level demon that could dominate the material world fell from the sky like a rainstorm, and the smelly and filthy dragon blood flew in the air, burning the sky and the earth together.

"No!"

The Dragon Demon Lord pounced on the Titan. The size difference between them was obvious at a glance, but the man who had already revealed his true form showed such a strong spirit that even the Dragon Demon, who was giving his all and full of murderous intent, could not overwhelm him.

This is extremely unreasonable. When the lord in hell is furious and trying his best, even the gods who descended here have to retreat. However, a creature who just fell here from the material world blocked it.

Rumbling--

The thunder roaring down from the sky was no longer bright, and its golden color was replaced by a deep, inky black.

The will of hell!

The favor and care that only the Lord of Hell can get has now fallen upon this man. With the blessing of this power, even gods will be hurt when facing him.

"No, that's not fair!"

"why?"

Seeing the Titan in front of him wearing a set of black armor, with only a pair of golden eyes still shining, the Dragon Demon Lord was furious. He couldn't understand, let alone accept it.
"I have conquered thirteen material worlds and sacrificed billions of souls. What has he done? He has only slaughtered millions of demons. Why can he be so favored?"

There was no response, and the only thing that responded to it was the black weapon in the hands of the Titan. This was also a weapon blessed by the supreme will. The power it unleashed at this moment was not inferior to any divine weapon, and even gods would bleed because of it.

"Fair? A dragon demon is actually roaring that it's unfair! Hahaha, this is so funny, this will be the funniest joke in our hell in a thousand years!"

The dragon demon's unwillingness and roar only attracted ridicule from the group of Hell Lords who were watching the fun. Although some of them also participated in this incident, they were more willing to see the fall of this "old friend" than to see a new lord take office.

The death of a Hell Dragon Lord was something that people were really looking forward to, especially since the wealth that it had accumulated over the past ten thousand years had made all the lords eager to share it.

The fight between two lord-level beings is undoubtedly a disaster more terrible than a natural disaster for the monsters living in this layer of hell.

Every breath of the magic dragon would create a hundred miles of sea of ​​fire, and the Titans could cut off endless mountains by swinging their weapons. Even if they did not do so intentionally, tens of thousands of monsters would still evaporate and disappear with every confrontation between them.

It was a terrible battle, but it did not last long. As the new lord, who had been recognized by other lords of Hell, gradually became familiar with the power bestowed by the will of Hell, the balance of victory or defeat in this battle began to tilt significantly.

"No, that's impossible!"

The roar of the Dragon Demon Lord at this moment was filled with endless pain and anger, as well as an extremely strong unwillingness, because this battle should not have been like this.

When this mortal with the blood of the Titans falls into hell, everything should be declared over. The next scene should be that he, as the most terrifying lord of hell, tortures the mortal ants who provoke him with the help of the material world.

But now, this mortal who should have died long ago, who had been crushed into minced meat and bones by him, and even whose soul was deeply tortured, has been favored by the will of hell, which is crushing and torturing him in turn.

How could such a thing happen?
This shouldn't have happened at all. It's like a nightmare!
With great reluctance and incomprehension, the dragon demon's ferocious head, which was bigger than the mountains, was chopped off from the neck by the Titan!
This was an extremely terrifying and shocking scene. At the broken neck of the Dragon Demon Lord, the sticky black dragon blood was still burning, gushing out like a spring, flowing through the broken mountains and earth.

The corpses of countless monsters that died tragically in the war, once soaked in dragon blood, can in turn absorb the power of the dragon blood as long as they are not burned and corroded by the dragon blood.

In an instant, tens of thousands of demons were born from this river of dragon blood. This was a group of extremely terrifying demons. They were born with thick dragon scales that were like heavy armor, hideous thorns all over their bodies, and winding and rugged dragon horns, symbolizing their extraordinary bloodline.

However, when these demons looked at their creator, the source of their birth, every demon crawled on the ground very obediently, offering all their loyalty to the existence that was stepping on the corpse of the dragon and holding its head in its hand.

Cassius, whose entire body was infected and wrapped in dark demonic energy, glanced indifferently at the demons that surrendered to him over the broken earth. Then, he looked in all directions at those dimly visible giants that showed him their existence and power.

The man once again grasped the sword that was already worthy of the name of being able to slay dragons and demons, looking down upon these beings that were able to rival the gods.
"Who will fight with me?"

"?"

roar~
A mighty flying dragon with bright silver armor covering its chest and abdomen flew over the prosperous city of Elishim. Its loud roar, even though it was very close, failed to attract the people below. At most, only a few strangers who had just entered the city would raise their curious eyes.

This is a city that has never been invaded by war since its establishment. Although the shadow from hell shrouded the city not long ago, until the gate of hell collapsed, no monster crossed the city wall and harmed the people.

"You are so kind, Teddle!"

Gathered on the high tower where the majestic elemental vortex gathers, the golden dragon looks down at the city that stretches to the junction of the earth and the sky, and watches the many humanoid creatures that survive, reproduce and seek benefits in this city.

Humans, dwarves, elves, gnomes, hybrids among them, as well as rarer ethnic groups such as dragonborn, centaurs, snakemen, etc. Elishim has become a multi-ethnic metropolis.

"We have dealt with more than 30,000 people. Don't you think it's not enough?"

"Of course not. They are rebels who covet the crown. If you cannot deter them enough the first time, those who come later will feel that they can pay the price of failure, which will cause more bloodshed and chaos."

Noah's dragon eyes were filled with indifference.

"You always make so much sense."

"If you can't do that, let me sign the order."

"In my name?"

"of course."

"I will be called a tyrant."

"That's far better than being a mediocre and incompetent king!"

A teleportation vortex appeared on the high tower. A young girl with a tired look on her young face crossed the vortex and appeared in front of the golden dragon and the man who was about to become the new king.

"Auntie!"

"Mother!"

Selina walked past her own children and adopted sons and came to the transparent floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the bustling and prosperous city below.
"I visited many fortune tellers and astrologers and got some results that were not too good, but not too bad either!"

"My father is still alive?"

Although his mother's words were very obscure, Teddel was very surprised. A not-so-good result meant that it was not very bad, which meant that his father did not die.

"Of course he's still alive, but he's not in a good situation."

Serena had a sad look on her face.
"Those astrologers and prophets are saying that Cassius is surrounded by many evils now!"

"and then?"

Although it was just a prophecy and divination, Noah also showed great interest.

"Some terrible old thing said that Cassius can never return to our world."

"what?"

Tidel was shocked.

"But that annoying old man said that Cassius' life would not be threatened..."

At this moment, Selena's expression was very complicated, or very strange. Noah didn't know how to describe it, but he was sure that his adoptive father was fine.

“Is this prophecy reliable?”

"That old man's name is Igniel. Do you think he's reliable?"

Serena glanced at her son.

"Is it the great astrologer in the Star Tower?"

A look of surprise appeared on Taidel's face.
"It is said that he has accurately predicted three major events. He also predicted the birth of some legends and heroes. He has almost never made a mistake. In this case, I will announce this news."

"Announce it? What do you want to do? Use it to calm the unrest among the people in the territory?"

Serena sneered, seeing through her son's intentions at a glance.

"As long as your father has not returned from hell, he is no different from a dead person to the living beings in this world, so don't count on Cassius."

"Isn't this a prophecy that can be confirmed? If so, why can't it be announced?"

"Do you know how long that old man has lived? There are less than ten people of his generation who are still active. Who knows him? Do you want to explain the origin of that old man to the civilians?"

Serena sighed.

"Why don't you rely on your own abilities and make the people in the territory trust you? You will soon ascend the throne. Don't trust or rely on anyone anymore, whether it's your father or me.

Since you have chosen to wear the crown, you must have the responsibility and awareness that a king should have."

(End of this chapter)