Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 167 Dark Form, Extremely Brutal
"Ancient Dragon!"

Quitorn stared at the giant golden dragon in front of him with a solemn and nervous expression. Based on his knowledge, he could only roughly determine that the dragon in front of him was probably a golden dragon, but he didn't know what kind of golden dragon it was, because its appearance was too unfamiliar to him.

Is it a different species of dragon like him? Or a thousand-year-old dragon that has passed its limit?
"Ancient Dragon? I'm not that old!"

Noah's dragon pupils at this moment were like the red sun. The blazing fire in the dragon pupils burst out with light that seemed to be able to penetrate everything. Part of the origin of the evil dragon in front of him was reflected in his eyes.

Just as he expected, this was a short-lived dragon. Compared with his eternal life light like the sun, the life of the evil dragon in front of him was like a blazing torch. Although the bursting flames were brilliant, a large amount of firewood would burn out and turn into ashes at every moment.

The ultimate intention of life is naturally impossible. How can such a short-lived creature condense such an ultimate intention? There is also no ultimate intention of soul. The evil dragon who is eager for success cannot possess such a foundation.

As for the ultimate skill and the ultimate law, it's not that Noah looks down on this evil dragon. It's a joke for a red dragon, an abandoned orphan dragon picked up by a green dragon and raised as a slave, to want to master these two ultimate skills.

The evil dragon only had some mastery of extreme strength and extreme energy, and had pushed them to an extremely high level, especially the extreme strength, which he had forced up through brute force and unreasonable talent.

"I have no intention of becoming an enemy of the Metal Dragon Clan. I just want to lead my brothers and sisters to live peacefully in this forest. I don't want to cause any conflicts or disputes."

Feeling strongly threatened and oppressed by Noah's gaze, the Flame Hell Tyrant stepped back for a distance. Facing the Metal Dragon Clan, this tyrant, who was rumored to have a very bad temper, showed great patience and took the initiative to explain and clarify his intentions.

"I heard that you ate a lot of devils. Did you absorb the devils' talent for deception and bluffing?"

After hearing the explanation from the red dragon in front of him, Noah used great patience to prevent himself from laughing out loud. It must be said that the red dragon's performance at this moment was in stark contrast to his appearance and rumors.

It wouldn't be surprising if he had the talent to devour other creatures in order to gain some of their abilities. But if he kept swallowing like this, how crazy would he become in the end?
"What a boring lie!"

"You have prejudice and misunderstanding towards me."

Quitorn was still backing off, and his endurance was so strong that Noah had to look at him with new eyes, because this was completely against the nature of a red dragon, especially a red dragon that was growing at an accelerated rate to make its pure physical strength catch up with that of an ancient dragon.

"My name is Noah!"

The golden dragon gave his name, and then he looked at the red dragon's ferocious head covered with bone plates, red scales, and thorns, and his emotions changed dramatically.

"Holy Dragon Noah of the Augustus family!"

Although Quitorn considered the golden dragon of the Augustus family when Noah first appeared, the appearance of the golden dragon in front of him was very different from the image of the dragon of the Augustus family.

According to the intelligence he had collected, the dragon did not look like an ancient dragon, but the vicissitudes and ancient temperament revealed by the dragon in front of him made him wonder where this ancient dragon came from.

Now, Quitoun was finally certain, and he also realized that no matter how much he gave in, there would be no peaceful resolution today.

He still remembered what kind of demands he made to the envoys of the Augustus family. That was not a sign of lack of ambition. More importantly, there was an irreconcilable conflict of interests between the two sides.

Qui-Torn, who came to power by overthrowing the Mother of Dragons, took over and inherited everything from the other party, the most important of which was naturally the territory.

However, the land originally controlled by the Dragon Mother can no longer satisfy the current Tyrant of the Inferno. He needs more territory, not only to satisfy his greed, but also to meet his growing material needs.

The Augustus family, which is about to become the ruler of this land, will have a future territory that includes all the directions in which it can expand, and even includes the mountains and forests it currently occupies.

He is a red dragon that has already stepped half a step beyond the threshold of legend, but he has no place to stand in this vast land. How could he surrender?

As for leading the dragons to migrate to other places on the continent, he never considered it. It was the same everywhere. Where would red dragons be welcomed? If they wanted to gain a foothold, they had to use their power to make the surrounding tribes and forces feel fear and awe.

What's more, in his eyes, this is the best era of chaos. The disaster of hell is over, the strongest legend in the eastern part of the continent has disappeared, and the legendary forces on all sides have been hit hard. They are still opposed to each other and disputes continue.

As long as he can seize the opportunity, he will not only be able to gain a foothold in this land, but also occupy a land that is sufficient to support his promotion to become a legend.

When he crosses the threshold and is promoted to become a legendary red dragon, at that time, he will be an existence that not many forces dare to provoke, and he can look down on the continent.

The legendary red dragon lord, or rather, the king of red dragons!
This is his goal!
"It seems that you are aware of my existence. Then, there is no need for us to have any more meaningless verbal exchanges."

Noah, who had already found a suitable target, ended the communication. He didn't care what goals and ambitions the red dragon in front of him had.

How could a chromatic dragon not have ambition? Even a white dragon, if it was strong enough, would try to occupy a glacier and become a frost lord.

"I really don't want to fight with the Metal Dragons. We can talk!"

The red dragon who calls himself the Tyrant of the Flame Prison is still being tolerant and restrained.

With his current strength, he can still maintain such rationality. This is extremely rare, not to mention in the red dragon clan, even in the color dragon clan.

Because he not only saw the present, he also foresaw the future, a conflict with the metal dragon clan. Even if he defeated the dragon, it would not be a big deal. After winning, there would still be problems. Facing the metal dragon clan with a huge backstage and background, it would mean endless troubles.

"Okay, let's communicate in the way you red dragons like best!"

Flames gushed out from the gaps between the dragon's scales, fire burned in the dragon's pupils, and on the dragon's horns, there were also fire snakes wrapped around the golden dragon. When the dragon uttered the last sentence, the color of the flame began to change drastically.

The red-gold flames became deeper and darker, like a sun falling into darkness, emitting light. Noah's form also changed dramatically. Three pairs of crown-shaped dragon horns extending in different directions began to grow outward and become sharper. If you look closely, you can find that there are more tiny thorns on the dragon horns. The original crown has now turned into a helmet, covering the dragon's head.

The dragon's long and winding body is covered with round and smooth golden scales that reveal a sense of grace and nobility. These scales are covered with a layer of sharp blade scales with sharp edges and grooves that are extremely lethal. Rows of sharp blade scales appear on the dragon's back and belly, which is terrifying.

The dragon's wings, which looked like clouds hanging from the sky, also changed dramatically at this moment. The dragon scales became sharp, and the slender feathers under the dragon's wings glowed with metallic luster, like sharp swords, clanging loudly.

The tip of the dragon's tail, which was originally slender and powerful, was covered with a strange substance between metal and crystal. It looked like the head of a divine dragon spear, with infinite penetrating energy. When it swung gently, even the space was covered with dark cracks...

In a very short period of time, the originally seemingly pampered and luxurious ancestral golden dragon turned into a king of war born of killing and destruction, and the deep color of dark gold replaced the original graceful golden color.

Dark Form

"you!"

After witnessing the changes in the golden dragon, the red dragon was also shocked, but then he felt relieved and laughed at himself.

"Indeed, I was wrong. I actually tried to gain peace by showing weakness. How foolish! I have come to this point through fighting and killing, yet I still want to compromise.

In that case, then come on, Holy Dragon of the Augustus Family, let me see what you are capable of and why you are called the Holy Dragon! "

The change of mind was completed in an instant. The Flame Hell Tyrant, who no longer had any hope of luck, finally showed his true style. He let out an earth-shaking roar and took the initiative to crash into Noah, who even the colorful dragon would be afraid of at this moment.

The moment the two giant dragons of the ancient dragon level came into contact, a large amount of broken dragon scales and bright red dragon blood flew everywhere, accompanied by a huge impact visible to the naked eye. The sky and the earth began to burn at this moment, with a strong smell of sulfur in the air and ashes of flames flying.

oh~
The blue dragon bound by six light chains whimpered, and watched helplessly as a wave of fire swept in front of him, then shattered it along with the chains of light on its body.

This adult blue dragon fell between the mountains with broken blue scales and blood, like a rag doll torn into pieces and abandoned by naughty children.

Although he was still alive, he didn't even dare to raise his head and buried it deep in the soil. Then, under the stimulation of the danger like a thorn in his back, the blue dragon recalled the abilities he learned when he was a hatchling.

掘地
The aftermath of the battle between the two giant dragons forced an adult dragon that was not at the core of the battlefield to become a blue-scaled pangolin that dug the ground frantically.

If this is the case for dragons, it is an even greater disaster for other living creatures in this forest. However, at least they have legs, wings, and limbs, and can crawl and escape, so they have a chance of survival. If they are lucky, they can survive.

But for the grass and trees that are difficult to move, today is the end, and the mountains, rivers and streams cannot escape the fate of being broken and evaporated.

Everything is burning, everything is breaking. This is the ancient dragon. It has nothing to do with the color of its scales. When they are furious, it is a natural disaster.

boom!
The hideous shattered wings, along with the broken dragon body covered with wounds, smashed into the mountains and hills that were hundreds of meters high, instantly shattering the upper half of the mountain. The rocks and soil that were contaminated by it began to burn and melt the moment they touched it, turning into lava that flowed and dripped from the evil dragon's body.

And when this evil dragon that seemed to have crawled out of hell had just adjusted its posture in the lava pool he created, a giant dragon like the dark sun had already swooped down from the sky.

Without flexible spells that could be used in a wide range of environments, Noah in the Dark Form gave up casting spells and only pursued the ultimate physical toughness and strength, as well as super recovery ability, turning himself into a behemoth of war.

Every part of his body, whether it is the dragon horns or the dragon tail, can be used as a weapon for attack. Even the flipping and swimming of the dragon body can be transformed into a method of attack.

This is Noah's dragon fighting skill, the ultimate skill that he developed under the training and guidance of his adoptive father.

In such an extreme form, relying on the extremely favorable conditions for learning and growth that he was born with, Noah only allowed the Flame Prison Tyrant to take the initiative at the beginning of the battle. In the subsequent series of fights and struggles after the contact, Noah firmly grasped the initiative and had an absolute upper hand.

The Flame Hell Tyrant, with wounds all over his body and even one of his dragon wings broken, is the best display of Noah's current form.

Of course, the golden dragon was also injured, but with the support of its strong and vigorous vitality, the scales on Noah's body, like dragon armor, were still as bright as new, without any damage.

Roar--

Facing the golden dragon that was rushing down, the Flame Hell Tyrant, who was unable to keep up with the pace, did not say anything. When Noah approached it within less than fifty meters, the dragon's mouth opened, and in an instant, a light so bright that it was almost white condensed in the deepest part of his dragon's mouth. The next moment, a beam of white light that pierced through the sky and sunlight burst out from his mouth. At this moment, the sky and the earth looked extremely dim, covered with a layer of gray.

roar~
The distance was so close that before Noah's brain could think, his body reacted first. His dragon wings vibrated, and he adjusted in an instant, deflecting his body, allowing the beam of light to only brush past his body.

But even so, the flesh and blood at the junction of Noah's shoulder blade and dragon wing evaporated, but Noah reacted and swung out his dragon tail, like a dragon spear, piercing through the red dragon's skull that was still breathing.

"Roar! I am the immortal Tyrant of the Hell of Fire!"

The Red Dragon's head was pierced, such a fatal injury did not cause him to die instantly, but made him even more violent.

This is one of the characteristics of an ancient dragon whose life form has completely changed. Even if the head, heart and other vital parts are severely damaged, they are no longer fatal.

"Golden Dragon, you can't kill me, you can only make me stronger!"

Only the one-eyed red dragon was left roaring, and on both sides of his neck, blood and flesh surged and turned into two huge meat balls. Before Noah could react, the two hideous red dragon heads had already torn through the scales and rose up from it, biting at Noah's drooping dragon tail with their vicious and ferocious heads.

"A three-headed dragon? That's crazy!"

(End of this chapter)