Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 361: This was counterattacked, will it be fun?

If you ask the Hell Poet Charon how terrifying the power of the ancestral golden dragon's claw is, he doesn't know, because he has never been hit. He dodged it, although not so calmly and a little embarrassed, but at least he was not hit.

boom--

The flying gravel scratched across his face, rubbing against the faint scales on his skin, splashing sparks, and the seemingly frail bard broke through the palace wall and leaped into the air.

Then, the Hell Poet looked at the majestic golden dragon that treated space as thin paper and moved around freely, with a strange look in his eyes.

Because now he could see clearly that the golden dragon's eyes were not open. According to his perception, the dragon was still in a sleeping state, but it was clearly moving now.

"This is evolving away the weakness of being unable to move while sleeping. Isn't this cheating?"

Charon already understood the state of the dragon in front of him. There were similar situations among mortals, which were considered symptoms in the mortal world, but for dragons, being able to move during a sleeping period and hunt by instinct was too exaggerated and even a little scary.

"It's an expected situation, nothing surprising. If it were that easy, we wouldn't have come together."

The figure of Void Blade Hebe flashed in the air.

"I am wrong, Your Majesty the Holy Dragon, I am wrong, don't hit me!"

The middle-aged man who shot the Dragon-Burning Arrow screamed loudly, because after the Hell Poet withdrew, the sleeping golden dragon locked its target on him.

In this roar that seemed panic, ungraceful, and devoid of the slightest dignity of a strong man, the dragon claws fell, crushing the man and the large piece of brick and stone beneath him into powder.

Call ~
Turbid white wind flowed out from the gaps between the dragon's claws, and then strong winds howled in the temporarily closed space. Along with a roar like thunder, a giant composed entirely of wind and mist condensed into shape.

This wind giant floated above the palace built by the dragon, and its lower body covered the entire palace where the dragon was sleeping. It looked as if it had swallowed the golden dragon and its palace into its stomach.

Clearly visible turbid white wind blades rolled and slashed towards the golden dragon. Each wind blade could hardly tear the dragon's scales and could only stir up a few sparks at most.

But thousands of wind blades wrapped the golden dragon, and for a moment, countless sparks flew over his body, making him look like he was burning.

In fact, when Noah was swept by the endless wind blades, he did catch fire. It was a flame ignited from between his flesh and scales.

When the flames, brighter and hotter than the sun, enveloped the entire body of the Ancestral Golden Dragon, those wind blades that seemed to be real could no longer touch his body. The moment they approached, they were ignited and burned by the flames.

That is the fire field belonging to the ancestral golden dragon. In it, not to mention specific objects, even just floating free elements, all attacks that may hurt him will be burned by the flames.

roar~
However, the ancestral golden dragon, who relied on instinct to hunt, was still not satisfied with this result. With a dragon roar, he completely turned into the sun.

The blazing light and heat swept over, and the wind giant who had just enveloped him and the hall let out a scream and instantly disintegrated in the air. When he condensed again, he had shrunk into a giant less than a hundred meters tall.

"Are you kidding me? He's so energetic even though he's not even awake yet. If he wakes up, he'll eat me alive, right?"

Asmodeus, the Lord of the Wind, looked at the Golden Dragon with lingering fear and could not help but screaming, because he had attacked the Lord of the Mountain.

"Hurry up, Glenn won't be able to hold out for much longer. Do you want to see him get beaten to death?"

"I've already been killed once, so what's wrong with him dying a few more times?"

Charon disagreed.

He would like to see this guy who was arguing with him being killed. It would be best if he became the key to the success of their operation, or the price of success.

"I'll try!"

A cold voice sounded, and then a crack in the void pointed directly at the golden dragon. The invisible sharp blade instantly cut through the golden dragon's body protection, but when the faint figure appeared beside the golden dragon and slashed at him with a dagger that made a mournful dragon roar and was filled with countless resentments, the golden dragon's figure disappeared instantly.

"Here we go again! What kind of dragon is this?"

Seeing the golden dragon that could dodge the Void Blade's assassination in an instant, Charon couldn't help but bare his teeth. The previous attack seemed cumbersome, but it actually only took a moment.

Most of the legends were killed before they could react, but this dragon, whose eyes had not even opened and whose soul was still dormant, managed to dodge by relying on its body's instincts.

What kind of experience did this dragon go through, or how powerful a soul does it have to have such a reaction speed.

"I come!"

Finally, a man stood up. He was the most imposing and taciturn person among the seven. He had golden hair as bright as the scales of a golden dragon, a tall and strong body, and was now wearing a heavy battle armor engraved with sun runes. In his hand, a battle axe with eternal fire appeared.

The Flame Sun Warrior is a descendant of God with divine blood flowing in his veins. Whether it is the weapons in his hands or the armor on his body, they are all gifts from the gods. He possesses the power and blessings from the true God.

However, these were all the wealth he had accumulated while continuously carrying out the mission of hunting gods. This mission was even more special, and he also received extra blessings and divine power from the gods.

But that was not enough, because when he was about to appear on the stage, another divine spell fell on him, further increasing his strength, which made his aura appear even more majestic and majestic, even compared to the hundred-meter-tall Wind Giant, he was not inferior, and even better.

Moon Crown Priest
The woman who was suspected to have high elf bloodline exerted her strength at this moment, but she did not step onto the frontal battlefield. On the contrary, she hid farther than anyone else, and her position was even further back than the bard.

If it weren't for the barrier blocking this space, Charon felt that he might not even be able to see the woman.

"Boss, if you don't hurry up, that thing is going to be smashed to pieces!"

The bard, who had originally looked a little solemn, could not help but gloat over his misfortune when he saw that the Mountain Dome Lord, who had been arguing with him, was now being beaten by mixed doubles until his whole body was melting and lava was constantly dripping down.
"Oh, it's over, he's broken!"

As the bard's laughter was completely hidden, the Mountain Lord, who was the first to charge into battle, was split in half by the Seraphim's sword.

That would have been fine, but the golden dragon that cooperated with it swooped down and actually swallowed the offspring of the Earth Mother Goddess, leaving only half of the waist and two big thick legs covered with sword marks dangling outside.

"Hi~ It's so miserable!"

Seeing his opponent being eaten alive by the dragon, Charon sighed without any sympathy or pity, because this guy still had half of his body outside. For beings like them, this was not even a minor injury. "Glenn, I'm here to help you!"

Seeing that the descendant of the Earth Mother Goddess was about to be swallowed as a snack by the ferocious golden dragon, the Sun God Warrior, who had finally received all the blessings of the Moon Crown Priest, stepped forward. The brilliant and dazzling light of the Sun God immediately attracted the golden dragon's instinctive attention.

The forces that seem to be of the same origin but are obviously different touch each other. The same dazzling golden light seems to be harmoniously integrated together, but they are fighting fiercely against each other, vowing to destroy each other.

"It has to be the Sun God!"

Seeing this divine fighter fighting with the golden dragon, the bard, who was plucking the strings of his harp and blessing this fierce big brother, sighed.

People like them serve the interests of the gods, but they only target a very small number of beings, that is, high-level legends who have the qualifications to become gods and threaten the interests of the gods.

In this regard, the interests of the gods are consistent, so even some opposing gods, their descendants and subordinates can temporarily unite together.

When the dragon race, known as the Holy Dragon and also nicknamed the Golden Sun, becomes qualified to become a god, it is obvious which god will be threatened first.

It is only natural that these gods should pay a greater price for this.

"By the way, now that Glenn is no longer useful, isn't it time for you to take over? Do you expect a fragile poet like me to take over?"

Although the sleeping golden dragon has been replaced by its big brother, the Seraphim, who lost the Mountain Lord's entanglement, also escaped. The eyes burning with crimson flames and emitting terrifying holy light have been cast towards these god hunters. Sensing the existence of this troublesome person, Charon felt a headache and cast his eyes on the Wind Master wandering on the battlefield.

It’s not that I’m afraid of this person, but the background behind him is too troublesome. If he remembers me now, even if I complete the task, I’m afraid I will be in trouble in the future.

Don't have too high expectations of the moral integrity of the gods. When mortals take an oath, they like to call on the gods and ask them to be witnesses. However, when the gods make a covenant, there is nothing to witness it, let alone constrain it.

Although he became a god hunter, he was different from those who had divine blood flowing in their bodies. They were either sons of God, descendants of God, or saints blessed by the gods.

He just reached an agreement with a certain god. If something happened to him and he really died on such a battlefield, that god would forget about him in a blink of an eye and would not bother to resurrect him.

Therefore, the thing he had stored the most was the resurrection talisman. He had to rely on himself and walk out of the God Hunting battlefield alive. Otherwise, if he died, no one would care about him.

"You? Fragile? That's the funniest joke I've heard today!"

Hearing the sigh of the poet of hell, Asmodeus sneered, but there was nothing he could do.

On a battlefield like this, it is enough for an assassin to roam around. As an elemental master who can construct his body with wind elements, he really doesn't have much room to slack off.

“It’s so intense!”

After seeing the angry Seraphim being dragged again, the bard Charon's gaze naturally fell on the protagonist.

Even though the golden dragon was in a sleeping state, it was able to rely on the instincts of its dragon body to fight with the Sun God Warrior who was blessed with many powers and wearing a suit of divine weapons. It was so fierce and unbelievable.

That would have been fine, but what Charon wanted to complain about the most was that this was not a fair one-on-one fight, as the Void Blade was roaming around on the side to provide support.

But every time the King of Assassins wanted to pierce the cursed blade in his hand, which was extremely poisonous to dragons, into the body of the golden dragon, the golden dragon always managed to dodge it by a hair's breadth, leaving no chance for the Void Blade to succeed.

"One shot, just one shot will do the trick. Even just a rub will do. Why can't you stab it in one shot?"

Seeing that the mighty Void Blade could only keep moving around the periphery and constantly testing but couldn't even hit once, Karong finally couldn't hold back anymore and threw out several recovery spells at the Mountain Dome Lord, who was left with only two legs dangling outside.

"How long do you want to pretend? Why don't you hurry up?"

Seeing that the Mountain Dome Lord recovered in an instant with his help, Charon scolded him without mercy.

"Why am I pretending? None of you guys are as badly injured as I am. My soul has been eaten in half. I am different from you who are just fooling people with a fake body!"

The Mountain Dome Lord, who was forcibly pulled up, snorted angrily.

He was the first one to go into battle, but these guys actually watched him get eaten by the golden dragon. He was severely injured, although the process did not take long, or even very short, but it was not so short that these guys could not react.

"You are a stone, why do you need a soul? Why don't you just go back and have a good sleep?"

Charon said casually.

"I am a child of the earth, not of stone!"

The Lord of Shanqiong was furious. He could see that although they had a large number of people, everyone was reserved. It was because of his upright character that he could be defeated by two against one on this battlefield.

"Also, why don't you go up yourself when you only call others?"

"I'm helping you, aren't I? Stop talking nonsense. Just hold the dragon back and let Heber cut it. Then we can retreat."

Charon urged.

However, the poet of hell was somewhat disappointed to find that even with the three of them attacking together, the golden dragon was still at ease and did not give the Void Blade any chance to make contact. Instead, it repeatedly confronted the Sun God Warrior and the Mountain Lord.

The descendant of the Sun God was able to hold his own thanks to his divine armor, but the newly recovered Lord of the Mountain was beaten so hard that he was covered in debris and could not hold on at all.

"Now you're the only one left. I say, shouldn't you be of some use?"

With no other options, the Hell Poet turned his attention to the last member of their group of seven, a weak girl who seemed to have a presence but was easily overlooked.

Eve, the Dream Wizard

Her ability is extremely special. She can drag living beings into dreams and kill them in dreams. In the dream, all damage suffered by the target will be reflected in reality.

(End of this chapter)