Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 304 Stop it, don't fight anymore
"What a big golden dragon."

The orc king Grom, standing on the top of the hill, couldn't help but exclaim when he saw the giant golden-scaled dragon spreading its wings and soaring in the sky with golden light, showing the crudeness of a desert beast king.

"Saka, I feel itchy, what should I do?"

"Please be patient. You will have a chance later. Otherwise, I would not let you come with me."

The high priest caught sight of the orc king next to him who had even taken out the holy object, and hurriedly comforted him.

"Then can you stop him from escaping?"

Grom stared at the approaching golden dragon with sharp eyes, feeling the pressure that he had not felt for a long time, and made a request.

"I try my best."

The old priest shook his head helplessly, then looked at the golden dragon descending from the sky with his turbid animal eyes.

"Golden dragon from another world, why do you harbor such strong malice towards us orcs? Is it just because we orcs represent ignorance and backwardness in your eyes, or because we are not as pleasing to you as humans in appearance, so you target us? And launch an extermination attack on us orcs?"

Noah looked down at the two orcs standing side by side, one old and one young, who were like two muscular mountains. After hearing the questioning from the old orc, he couldn't help but show surprise.

"Why are you so confused? You who still maintain the tribal system are indeed ignorant and backward in my eyes. Your appearance is indeed not as pleasing as humans.

But these are not the reasons why I attacked you, but because you orcs hurt my parents, that's all."

Although Noah wanted to say that there was no difference among all living things in his eyes, unfortunately, he had not yet reached the state of regarding all living things as straw dogs. Therefore, Noah frankly admitted his own prejudice against orcs.

However, this cannot be regarded as prejudice, because the orcs have always advocated the use of force, which has caused them to lag far behind other races on the road to civilization development. In other words, the difference between them and monsters is that they can still maintain the tribal system.

If the orcs cannot even maintain these, no matter how many wandering orc groups there are, they can only sit at the same table with the monsters in the wilderness.

"The golden dragon that helped humans resist the attacks of the Blood Axe and Stonefang tribes is your parent?"

Not only the Orc High Priest was surprised, even the Orc King Grom, who had originally promised to remain silent, was also surprised.

"Yes, what's the problem?"

"Indeed, you are an extraordinary dragon."

The high priest obviously didn't know the concept of ancestral dragons, but he could sense something unusual about Noah. The feedback from the spirit of the earth was unprecedentedly strong, with both fear and yearning, which surprised the old orc. This was something he had never seen before.

"You are also the strongest orcs I have ever seen."

Although the old orc in front of him praised him quite a bit, Noah was also amazed at the strength of the two orcs in front of him. These were the strongest creatures in the material world he had ever seen, except for his adoptive father Cassius.

Although from the perspective of the shape, the opponent's dragon body has grown to a huge length of 112 meters, and it is not even enough to fill the teeth of him, but in fact, that is just the opponent's disguise.

Creatures at this level have long since abandoned the shackles and influences brought by racial blood. Any extraordinary race will find it difficult to establish an advantage based on blood in front of them.

The reason why the two orcs in front of him still have their current appearance is only because of the cognitive influence of their growth memories from childhood to adulthood.

If they abandon their racial identity, they can easily distort their bodies and shape them into the body they want.

This is why Noah was able to strengthen, transform and evolve his dragon body many times during the process of sleeping and transforming.

But no matter how Noah changes, he is still a dragon, because the basis of his transformation comes from his blood, which is completely different from the two orcs in front of him.

The power these two orcs now possess has little to do with their own racial bloodline. It can be said that the reason they are orcs is just because they want to, and that's all.

"So, Dragon, now that you've avenged your parents, why do you still want to stay here?"

"Because I received a reward. Grodia is now my vassal, and they are now facing threats from you. I have an obligation to protect my vassal."

"When did Grodia become your vassal?"

The orc king at the side could no longer remain silent and asked directly.

Because he remembered clearly that the delegation that went to Grodia for negotiations in his name should have asked the human public office to sign a surrender contract. According to the time, this country should now submit to the orcs and become a vassal of the tribal alliance.

"When I wiped out your two tribes, Grodia was given to me by their current ruler as a reward for my actions."

"Aren't you doing this because of your parents?"

"True, but I also eliminated the threat to humanity, so they need to pay."

"That's a good reason, but I'm an orc priest, and he's the orc king. We can't just sit there and watch our children get trampled by you. Two orc tribes have perished, and someone needs to pay the price."

Unable to suppress his restlessness and rage, the Orc King Grom took a step forward. It had been a long time since any creature dared to be so arrogant and presumptuous in front of him.

As the orc took a step forward, the sky, which had been relatively good, suddenly became gloomy. Even though Grom was just a warrior, his every breath could disturb the atmosphere and directly affect the changes in the celestial phenomena.

"I know, but I hope it stops here. Just like I can't stop you from destroying Grodia now, you can't stop me from launching an equal counterattack and slaughtering ten times the number of orcs in retaliation." Noah seemed not to notice the change of color of the sky, but instead made his own proposal.

"Orcs never accept threats!"

Grom raised the holy object in his hand. It was a bone hammer stained with blood and had many broken and chipped parts. In terms of appearance, it was no different from the weapons used by ordinary orcs, but the lingering breath of time and the floating blood light on it were enough to prove how extraordinary this hammer was.

"This is not a threat. I am merely stating a fact. I cannot protect the vassal I just accepted from you, but you cannot protect your people from me either."

Noah's gaze fell on the Orc King. The path taken by this orc demigod was completely different from that of the old priest next to him. The old orc's aura was connected to the earth beneath his feet. If they had not spoken to each other, Noah would have regarded him as a part of the mountains and the land.

This orc king is like a walking super volcano, except that the volcano contains a blazing and boiling blood energy like a vast ocean. It is somewhat similar to him, the ancestor dragon, but also completely different.

"As a gold dragon, don't you think it's a shame to threaten us with orcs who are much weaker than you?"

"In what capacity are you talking to me? Aren't you the leader and chief of the orcs? A qualified ruler is one who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goal."

Noah didn't care about the orc priest's questioning. In this dimension, apart from the dragons he brought with him, not many people knew him. Why should he care about these empty things?
"Do I need to teach you this? Kindness, indecision, and sympathy for groups other than subjects, a ruler with these qualities will inevitably become the worst and most incompetent monarch!"

"You are right. We can choose not to direct our anger towards Grodia, but you must bear all the consequences."

The orc king Grom raised the holy bone hammer in his hand, blood-red electric light leaped on his body, and blood-red aura burned on his body. It was not fire, but the external manifestation of his excessively powerful blood energy.

"Golden Dragon, fight with me. As long as you can hurt me, I can make all my tribes that submit to me stop attacking Grodia. I acknowledge that this land will be ruled by you from now on."

"I don't need the orcs' recognition. My territorial sovereignty does not require the approval of any force or any god."

Click~

A flash of lightning cut through the gloomy sky. The orc king, standing on the top of the hill, opened his mouth, revealing his snow-white canine teeth. Without saying a word, he threw his war hammer at the arrogant and arrogant golden dragon in the sky.

Countless bolts of lightning fell from the sky, striking the thunder above. The war hammer that pulled thousands of lightning bolts was like a god of war standing on the earth, throwing a spear of thunder that symbolized judgment at the evil dragon in the sky.

Noah did not retreat in the face of the orc king's angry attack. He stretched out his dragon claws and grabbed the Thunder Hammer. It was a blessing to be able to fight with such a powerful existence, and he wanted to feel it.

Although the opponent is strong, he is not without the ability to fight. Moreover, he holds the initiative in this battle. Whether to fight or retreat is all up to him.

boom--

When the war hammer and the dragon claw collided, the world was silent for a moment, and then there was a roar that resounded through the sky and shook the mountains and the earth. Flames and lightning splashed, illuminating the sky shrouded in darkness. The atmosphere roared, and a spherical impact visible to the naked eye swept through. Hills collapsed and shattered in large areas, rivers changed their courses, and the earth continued to sink amid the roar.

The old priest who was just watching the battle suddenly showed a look of heartache. He waved the scepter in his hand, and the power hidden deep in the earth was drawn by him. The collapse of the earth was immediately alleviated, and the broken hills were even gradually recovering.

However, the battle between the holy dragon that came across the border and the orc king had just begun. The warhammer that was knocked away by Noah was grasped again in the hands of the orc king Grom.

The Orc King at this time was no longer in the same state as when Noah first saw him. His body was larger than the tallest hills on earth, with bulging muscles as if carved from ancient rocks. Totem patterns containing mystery and antiquity appeared on his skin.

The thunder hammer in his hand also changed at this moment. Not only did it change with the body of the Orc King, there were no more damaged gaps on it. Even the material of the bones had changed, as if it was forged from iron and stone. Mysterious totem patterns emerged, moving in rhythm with the totems on the Orc King's body.

However, Noah's momentum was no less at this moment. A golden dragon surrounded by flames was hovering among the clouds, and its dazzling golden dragon scales shone like molten gold.

The dragon's pupils, which originally contained only golden light, now glowed like a burning sun, emitting a fiery light. On the battlefield where the sky and earth were dark, Noah became the source of fire and light, but the fire he emitted contained infinite destruction.

A scorching firestorm swept across the earth with every flap of the golden dragon's wings. An endless sea of ​​fire swept across the sky. Everything was burning and everything was reduced to ashes. It was an extremely terrifying scene. An ancestral dragon that had been promoted to a legend was unscrupulously venting the great power he possessed.

Noah had never been so unbridled and casual before, because in the plane he was in, he had to carefully choose the venue for every battle. Even in a suitable demi-plane, he had to restrain some of his strength to avoid causing high damage and penetrating the demi-plane.

But now it is different. This is a material world with complete rules, and the land beneath him does not belong to him. No matter what kind of damage he causes, the orcs will naturally bear the consequences.

The sky was dyed red under the influence of the power of the ancestral golden dragon. As the golden dragon circled and danced, the world was dominated by flames. Golden flaming meteors fell from the clouds, roared and crashed into the earth, exploding with a loud bang.

This was a doomsday-like scene, but in this doomsday scene, the Orc King, whose body was wrapped in blood-colored thunder and burning with red blood flames, ignored everything and attacked brazenly.

There is no difference between the sky and the earth to the orc king. The dragon clan's advantage in the sky is meaningless in this level of battle.

Every collision between the two most powerful beings could tear the sky apart and shatter the earth. Even if the old priest was struggling to maintain it below, how could the repair and construction catch up with the speed of destruction?

Therefore, as the battle continued, the old orc priest's face became darker and darker, and in the end it was so black and blue that water could drip out of it.

Because, in the eyes of this old priest, every inch of land destroyed by these two guys is equivalent to the future of a newborn orc.

The guy in front of him had only fought for less than two quarters of an hour, and the fertile land had been turned into a dead place with no grass growing. Spider-web-like black cracks were all over the sky. If this area was not repaired in the future, it would be impossible for the tribe to reproduce.

"Stop it."

"Stop hitting me!"

Finally, seeing that this inconclusive battle was likely to last another seven days and seven nights, the old orc priest could no longer bear it and intervened to mediate.
"Golden Dragon, we need to talk!"

(End of this chapter)