Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 185 The Bronze Dragon Egg is Stolen
"Your Highness Noah, please help me find my child!"

"This is all my fault. If I hadn't been out and noticed something was wrong in time, those despicable thieves wouldn't have had the chance to steal my child!"

The angry roars and sorrowful cries of the dragons echoed in the Holy Dragon Palace standing on the top of the Aldis Mountains.

"I will definitely help you and bring your child back, no matter what the cost!"

Noah looked at the extremely agitated bronze dragons in front of him, spoke to appease them, and made a promise with his own status.

"But I need to understand the whole story of this terrible incident now!"

This was a very serious theft case, the dragon egg was stolen. If this happened to the Color Dragon Clan, some extremely irresponsible people who were only hindered by certain traditions and the Dragon God would probably celebrate and not think it was a big deal.

But the same thing happened to the Metal Dragon Clan, especially the Bronze Dragon Clan, which is extremely bad. You know, the Bronze Dragon is the most caring golden dragon among the Metal Dragon Clan. They are even willing to sacrifice their lives for their offspring.

To be honest, when Noah first learned about the matter, he felt incredible and even a little stunned, because even he did not expect that someone would dare to covet the bronze dragon egg.

Is this something a smart guy would do? A bronze dragon that lost its dragon egg would really go crazy. This kind of thing is worse than directly killing an adult bronze dragon.

"As long as we can get our children back, we are willing to pay anything for it!"

These are the bronze dragon couple who lost their dragon eggs and made a vow in front of Noah.

"You are lords who are loyal to me. If your offspring suffer such a misfortune, it is tantamount to challenging my majesty and trampling on my authority. This is unforgivable. I will provide all possible assistance to help you find your offspring!"

As a member of the metallic dragon clan, the bronze dragon's spellcasting ability, although not as good as that of the gold and silver dragons, is also considered to be at an average level among the metallic dragon clan.

The bronze dragon couple, who had just entered adolescence, also found clues, but the clues they found made things seem extremely difficult, and they themselves were not strong enough.

So, they came directly to Elishim and asked Noah for help. Some dragons who also felt threatened also came together. They hoped to eliminate the single individual or force that coveted their dragon eggs.

Whoever dares to do such an offensive and contemptuous act towards the dragon clan will be made to pay with blood.

Tear ~

The tough film with scales was torn open from the inside by a pair of sharp claws. Then, a huge figure with transparent mucus dripping from its surface swam out from it, and a faint fishy and sweet smell immediately spread.

"Mr. Orff, how do you feel now?"

Watching the figure breaking out of the egg, a man who had been waiting on the side stepped forward and looked at the creature in front of him, which, in his opinion, was perfect, with admiration and enthusiasm.

"Me? It feels great. I've never felt so young and so powerful."

The creature called Orff wanders through familiar buildings, but because his life form has changed so much, everything that was familiar has become strange in his eyes because his perspective has changed.

But he still swam to a familiar crystal mirror, and through the mirror, Orff saw his current image.

It was a perfect creature formed by the combination of man and snake. Its upper body was that of a young man with well-proportioned body and smooth muscle lines, except that its cheeks, shoulders and chest were dotted with tiny blue-black scales.

But below his waist was a long, thick snake tail covered with blue-black scales. It looked ferocious and evil, yet had a primitive and wild beauty.

"A very perfect body, isn't it?"

Seeing the great nobleman who had been silent in front of the mirror for a long time, a man with a feminine face and more feminine features stepped forward and asked.

"It is indeed a very powerful body, but it is still a little unfamiliar to me as a human being. I need some time to adapt."

Orff looked at himself in the mirror, who could definitely be called a monster, with a hint of sadness in his eyes. Although before the transformation ceremony, he was full of urgency and desire for the body he currently possessed.

Because he was too old and had experienced too many battles, the scars accumulated in war after war brought him unbearable torture and pain every day and night as his physical condition continued to deteriorate.

But he had to endure it, because he was the Marquis of Kenberk and the lord of Castoru. He had to protect his family and his territory. He had too many goals to protect.

But he was too old. Although he was only a Ultimate Warrior less than 400 years old, the battles he had experienced over the past hundreds of years had almost exhausted his vitality.

So much so that when an alien race that was completely different from humans came to him and offered a transformation ritual that would allow his life to continue and return to its peak, his will, which he thought was strong and tenacious, was shaken.

As an extraordinary nobleman, Orff knew very clearly where his soul would go after his life ended. As a nobleman without any loyal beliefs, he knew what would happen to him after his death.

Precisely because he knew this, he became more and more afraid, and more resistant to the arrival of the end of the world. This also meant that it was difficult for him to reject this group of aliens who came to him.

"You will soon be able to feel the power of this body, Lord Orff. The original blood used in your transformation ritual comes from the Great Cyclic Snake. It will give you almost unlimited vitality. You can feel it now."

“I already feel it!”

Orff clenched his fists, and the sadness in his eyes disappeared instantly. Compared with the powerful force surging in his body at this moment, especially the vigorous vitality that intoxicated him, abandoning his human identity was nothing.

"Humans are too fragile. With the gift of the Circular Serpent, you will become a perfect creature that is superior to humans."

"Since humans are so fragile, why are you pretending to be a human now?"

Orff glanced at the man and did not allow the snake man to continue bragging. Even though he was now a non-human alien, he had been living as a human for the past hundreds of years.

"Because this is a world dominated by humans. However, it won't be long before, under the guidance of the Great Ritual Snake, everything will belong to our Setra Empire, and the glory will belong to us."

The man, whose every move looked extremely elegant, now had a fanatical look on his face. Under this overly excited emotion, green scales emerged from his skin, making him show alien features that were very different from those of humans.

"Ritual snake? How many snake gods do you have?"

Hearing the name of another noble being, Orff could not help but ask, "The number of great snakes protecting the empire is beyond your imagination!"

Seeing the new snake man asking questions, the man showed arrogance on his face.

"The Sacrificial Snake is only the most active Great Snake in the Empire right now!"

"What about the Circulation Snake that gave me my original blood? Compared to this Sacrificial Snake, who is greater?"

Orff was startled and immediately asked.

"This is a very presumptuous question, Lord Orf. This is the first and last time I remind you that every great snake is a supreme being to us."

The man who was originally fanatical suddenly calmed down after hearing such a question. Then, he reminded the newborn snake man who had just completed the transformation in a not very friendly way,

"But I can tell you that the Cyclic Snake is one of the oldest snake gods in the empire. Unfortunately, this great snake has only been active three times since the establishment of the empire, and each time it was active was very short."

"How long has the empire been established?"

Orff sensed something was wrong at the first moment. Even gods have different strengths. How could the great snake worshipped by the Satella Empire be the same?

"From the time the Nine Snakes elected His Majesty the Snake Emperor Valtus ascended the throne to today, the empire has continued to this day, with a history of more than 3,600 years!"

"Three thousand six hundred years? An empire that's nearly four thousand years old?!"

Orff's expression was extremely ugly at this moment. Not only the source of his bloodline, but also the existence called the Circulating Snake might not appear once in a thousand years.

More importantly, he suddenly realized that the alien force he had now joined might actually be a real empire, rather than some unknown alien that arrogantly called itself an empire.

In a world where the extraordinary are rampant, the establishment of every force requires sufficient power to support it. If you want to establish a country that can be recognized by the surrounding areas, you must at least have legendary combat power.

Without legendary combat power, even if one occupies a territory, it can only be called an independent territory or a free territory.

A country founded by a single legend or multiple legends can be called a duchy or a knighthood, but to be called a kingdom, there must be at least ten legends and one high-level legend.

For an empire, the requirements are even higher. It must have at least three near-saint legends, control a territory that exceeds half of the continent, and have a powerful military force that can cross dimensions and fight on multiple fronts. The requirements are very demanding.

It's not like you can call it whatever you want. Of course, there are some monsters who proclaim themselves kings as soon as they rise, and call themselves kingdoms as soon as they have a little bit of influence.

However, these unknown monster forces are regarded as jokes in front of orthodox civilization.

At first, Orff was this snake man who claimed to be from the Setra Empire, and was regarded as the mouthpiece of some unknown monster forces.

He just wanted to obtain the transformation ritual that could prolong his life from the other party. After completing the transformation, he was ready to wait patiently for an opportunity to get rid of these monsters or even completely eliminate them.

Empire, it has been many years since the Zealandia continent gave birth to a country of this level. Not to mention the Zealandia continent, even if you look at other continents, it is hard to say whether an empire exists or not. Therefore, he regarded the other party as a wild monster who was ignorant of life and death from the beginning.

But now it seems that the one standing behind the other side is not a monster force that is ignorant of the immensity of the world, but a real empire, a powerful empire with the ability to conquer and colonize across dimensions.

Orff almost suffocated at the thought of such a possibility. If it really was the Empire, what chance did he have of struggling and resisting?

"You look stunning, Mr. Orff!"

Admiring the expression on the face of the former human noble in front of him, the snake-man priest showed a look of satisfaction.

"I know that you have never believed in the existence of the Settra Empire. After all, you live in such an ignorant and backward land, so it is normal for you not to believe.

You have never felt the glory of the Empire, but it doesn't matter, you are already our compatriot, and I can show you the existence of the Empire now."

"How are you going to show me? Take me on a day trip to the Setra Empire?"

Orff asked cautiously. Although he believed it, he was more skeptical.

"Of course not. Although you are already our compatriot, you do not have enough merits to bask in the glory of the Great Serpent."

A mysterious smile appeared on the face of the snake priest.
"But you can visit the Ten Thousand Snakes Palace established by the Empire on this continent. Your transformation ceremony will also be completed there!"

"What? In my current state, I am not a complete form yet?"

"Of course, the original blood of the Great Snake can give you more innate power. How can you be just a body like a beast?"

Orf was full of confusion, but his life form had changed and there was no turning back. With great caution and an indescribable expectation, he followed the snake priest who bewitched him to the so-called Temple of Ten Thousand Snakes.

"The so-called empire can only hide in underground caves?"

Seeing the long cave tunnel in front of him that twisted and turned and led directly underground, Orff could not help but sneer. This was very different from the magnificent scene he had imagined.

"The empire is currently able to deploy limited forces here, and it is not advisable to expose ourselves, so concealment is necessary."

The snake man didn't care about the native's ridicule. He didn't know how many times he had experienced similar things. He would just have to wait until he saw the Palace of Ten Thousand Snakes.

The palaces and city walls, made of an unknown magic alloy, shone with a faint light of secret patterns. There were snake-man statues more than ten meters high at every turn, which shocked Orf who arrived for the first time.

This is a huge metal palace hidden deep in the cave. It is primitive, deep, ancient, and mysterious. It also has powerful alchemical techniques and magic arrays that far exceed his current knowledge.

He believed that the so-called Setra Empire really existed.

(End of this chapter)