Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 393 My stupid sister!
On the top of a high tower surrounded by clouds and mist, the ruling demigod from the elves is wearing a silk robe as gorgeous as the morning glow, colorful and dazzling.

The flower crown on her head, the belt around her waist, and the gold bracelets on her wrists were all precious heirlooms passed down from generation to generation. However, these treasures that could trigger a national war were just embellishments on her body and could not take away any of her glory.

The Princess Silver Moon, who never grew up in the past, has turned into a graceful young girl under the catalysis of 230 years. Her bright eyes are like the silver moon, bright and charming, and her silver hair sparkles with crystal luster, falling like a waterfall, gently fluttering as she walks, emitting bits of crystal light.

When she stood at the place where the Holy Dragon lived, the entire palace seemed to be shrouded in her light, and everything around her became dim.

The fairies passing by couldn't help but stop and cast amazing glances at her. She was like the embodiment of youth and beauty, the most perfect Silver Moon Elf in the world.

However, Parvati, whose existence is like the silver moon in the night sky that eclipses the stars, cannot obscure the brilliance of the Holy Dragon, just as the moon can never surpass the sun.

"You are blood-related siblings, why do you have to draw swords against each other?"

Noah looked at the grown-up Princess Silver Moon below, and tried to comfort her, but his heart was filled with emotion.

He knew that it was useless to mediate and give advice. Both Parvati in front of him and Wayne, the Lord of Eternal Night, were no longer young as they used to be. They were both rulers of their own territories.

They all have their own wills, and even he is only superior in status. Since such a thing has happened between them, they are destined to fight each other.

Noah was prepared for the worst outcome, and the reason he felt emotional was because he was thinking about himself, because he was also a grandfather now.

He has grandchildren, and in the future he will have great-grandchildren and great-great-grandchildren. His bloodline will be passed down from generation to generation. However, along with the inheritance of bloodline, because bloodline is passed down from generation to generation, estrangement among descendants is inevitable.

Eliade and Teramus are brothers, and their children will be cousins. They won't be as close as them, but they will play and fight with each other, and their relationship will not be too bad. When it comes to their grandchildren, they will also have contacts and be quite close. But when it comes to their great-grandchildren, there will be a sense of estrangement.

Therefore, Noah couldn't help but wonder, when his bloodline was passed down from generation to generation, would his descendants encounter a situation like the one before him, with swords turning against each other and bloodlines killing each other.

Although he didn't want to think about it, Noah had to admit that this situation was very likely to happen, especially when his territory began to expand beyond this plane and into other planes, and when the dragon's sons and heirs would hold power, conflict would be inevitable.

The metal dragons did not always live in harmony with each other, and disputes and even wars would also break out. Right and wrong were not coordinated and unified, but more often they were in opposition to each other.

At times like this, the way to prove who is more right is very simple. There is only war. The winner is right and the loser is wrong. Once the winner is decided, there is nothing to argue about.

"We are only partially connected by blood. Apart from that, we have no connection at all. Uncle, you know, I want to resolve the dispute peacefully, but he won't give me the chance."

"Alas, you are all grown up now. You probably won't listen to what I say. In this case, you should solve your problems by yourselves. However, your conflicts should be limited to each other. Don't escalate them or cause irreparable consequences."

"I just want the elves to no longer be threatened by the vampires. As long as my goal is achieved, I won't do anything else."

"Well, let's go!"

Noah understood that what his great niece meant was that she would never give up until her goal was achieved.

But it doesn't matter, because Noah can't think of any way these two people can completely eliminate each other.

On one side is the Lord of Eternal Night who already has a solid foundation, and on the other side is a natural demigod who is favored by the Seven Gods. It is no exaggeration to say that no matter which one of them wants to commit suicide, it is impossible and impossible to do it.

In this way, Noah would be too lazy to interfere in their affairs. When a conflict really breaks out, he would just watch as a bystander.

When Noah stopped interfering, the conflict between the half-siblings officially broke out, but the form of the outbreak was a little beyond Noah's expectations.

Probably after meeting Noah and talking with him, the brother and sister lost their scruples. They both wanted to confirm whether Noah would intervene and help the other party. Once they were sure that Noah would not take action, they could play freely.

Parvati, the Grand Regent of the Royal Court, wants to find Wayne to solve the problem of Eternal Night at the source, once and for all.

But Wayne saw through her thoughts and didn't give her any chance. Not only that, the Lord of Eternal Night personally set foot in the Elf Royal Court and began to command the vampires who had previously developed freely.

What had originally only disturbed the internal structure of the elves, posed a subtle threat, and had the potential to cut off the revival of the royal court, began to evolve rapidly and escalated into a separatist war.

The elves accepted the first embrace of Wayne's faction's vampires and degenerated into blood-thirsty monsters, calling themselves blood elves after Wayne personally took command.

The blood elves declared that they do not discriminate against elves of any branch. As long as they join, they are brothers and sisters. All elves live together equally without distinction of superiority or inferiority, and positions are determined by personal ability.

After this declaration appeared, the blood elves, who had been hiding in the dark, gradually came out and openly confronted the Elf Royal Court, with the aim of seeking independent political status and corresponding power.

The Elf King's Court could not tolerate such a thing, so they mobilized their army to suppress it, vowing to completely exterminate these fallen elves who had tarnished their glory.

However, the high elves who started the war seemed to have forgotten the origin of the blood elves and how much attraction this group had on the middle and lower level elves.

Low-level vampires are indeed evil creatures with huge flaws. They are afraid of light, fire, and holy light, and they must drink blood regularly. However, the evolutionary path of vampires is extremely clear. The stronger they are, the closer they are to normal creatures. All their defects will be eliminated one by one, and they can acquire many extraordinary characteristics.

When Wayne entered the scene, it meant that this kind of low-level vampire with obvious defects did not exist. This further deepened the temptation for ordinary elves.

Therefore, the suppression campaign launched by the top brass of the royal court fell apart amid countless assassinations and rebellions before a proper battle could even be fought.

A large number of high elf commanders were assassinated, and a considerable number of middle and lower-level elf officers took the lead in mutiny. The army that was sent to suppress the rebellion fell apart and lost its organization before it even reached the city where the rebellion started.

The failure of this war exacerbated the turmoil within the Elf King's Court and brought the division within the Elf King's Court directly to the surface.

Because since this war, the high elves no longer trust the middle and lower-level elves, especially the many elven officers who were promoted through Parvati's reforms, who are the objects of strict surveillance and control.

Secret agents and espionage agencies began to rise, and even though Parvati had clearly expressed opposition, the royal family, nobles, and priests who felt threatened reached a rare consensus and began to purge the middle and lower-level elves who should not have been integrated into their ranks. Such persecution immediately intensified the resentment and dissatisfaction in the hearts of the middle and lower-level elves, causing the blood elves, which had only appeared not long ago, to expand rapidly. Many officers who could not bear the humiliation and were unwilling to be oppressed and driven by the high elves chose to accept the transformation ceremony.

Of course, there are also a small number of elves who are unwilling to fall and choose to leave the royal court, leading their loyal subordinates to the land of the holy dragon, to join the dragon clan and seek protection from the dragon clan.

However, the number of these elves is quite small and does not affect the overall situation. The vast majority of low-level elves still choose to join the blood elves and choose to resist.

Faced with such a situation, Parvati, the natural demigod who had gradually grown up, was exhausted both physically and mentally, because the good situation that she had spent nearly two hundred years to gradually build up had disappeared with the rebellion, and the future of the Elf Royal Court was sliding into an unforeseen unknown abyss.

This is actually a rebellion that should not have happened. There is inequality everywhere in the world, everything is born different, there is no real equality anywhere, equality is always relative.

All intelligent beings understand this truth. Even if they feel unwilling and resentful, they can only bury it in their hearts and then try to change through their own efforts and struggles, or place hope on future generations and pray that their descendants can change.

The same is true for the hierarchical Elf Royal Court. Although the middle and lower-level elves have grievances, they can only bury them in their hearts. After Parvati came to power, these grievances were gradually being eliminated and resolved through institutional reforms.

But Wayne happened to come, and everything was irreversible. Although Wayne was also unable to achieve equality, he gave the middle and lower level elves the opportunity to vent their grievances and change the injustice.

Riots, chaos, and rebellion arose as a result.

Therefore, Parvati's original idea was correct. As long as Wayne was solved, the various difficulties faced by the Elf Court would be solved naturally, and the middle and lower-level elves would naturally return to their original positions and continue to work hard.

But now it is different. After the rebellion, the high elves no longer trust the low elves. Even if the Lord of Eternal Night is dealt with, it is difficult to change this situation. Once the cracks in trust appear, it will never be healed.

Therefore, Parvati's anger is imaginable. The hard work of nearly two hundred years can be said to have been destroyed in an instant, and it can never be replicated and is irreversible.

“The fight has started!”

After successfully splitting the Elf Royal Court and leading the high elves and low elves into opposition, Wayne no longer avoided his sister's provocations, but took the initiative to fight.

Noah was naturally the first to arrive and watch. As soon as he entered, he saw a figure as majestic as a Valkyrie, driving a chariot, galloping under the dark sky, infused with the power of the silver moon, throwing a spear, and nailing a handsome and enchanting man to the sky.

The girl's face was filled with sorrow. She looked at the man who had been pierced through the chest by him, but still smiled and opened his arms to her with a triumphant smile. She drew the shining sword from her waist and questioned angrily,
"Why? Why destroy my kingdom?"

"Your kingdom? My foolish sister! Are you so naive that you think that is your kingdom? Without the support of the gods, how much power do you think you can have?"

Wayne, who was pierced through the chest, could not help but burst into laughter. Such an unbridled attitude not only did not conflict with the elegant and noble temperament emanating from his body, but was quite harmonious with it.
"Have you forgotten your origins? You have the blood of the Augustus family flowing in your body. You are a half-elf.

Even though your face and your looks are more like a pure-blood than a pure-blood elf, those guys will not treat you as one of their own.

Everything you do now will eventually become the fruit of others' enjoyment, including everything you have now, do you think it belongs to you?"

"Shut up, what do you know!"

Parvati showed a hint of anger on her face. She looked at her brother who looked like a cross and pointed her sword at his forehead.

"Come down and fight me, and then fulfill your promise to me."

"I'm the older brother. In this world, what brother would swing a sword at his own sister?"

Wayne smiled, and his body that was nailed to the sky instantly disintegrated, transforming into tens of thousands of golden bats flying in the night sky. Then his voice echoed under the dark sky.

"My dear sister, since you want to win, then even if you win this time, I will fulfill the agreement between us."

"That's it?"

Seeing Wayne's choice and actions, Noah, who had just arrived, couldn't help but sigh, but he understood that the kid didn't tell him everything.

"My little nephew has finally grown up, and has learned to keep things to himself."

"What did you agree with him?"

Under Jin Long's curious gaze, the girl was silent for a moment, then told him their agreement.
"We agreed to a battle. If I win, he and his followers must stop attacking the Elven King's Court."

"What if you lose?"

"..."

"I didn't realize that Wayne was such a pampering guy."

Noah couldn't help but laugh, but soon he realized that it was too early to express his emotion.

Although Wayne did not resist at all and chose to fulfill his promise, the number of followers he withdrew from the Elf King's Court was too large.

Not only were the converted blood elves taken away by him, but also many middle and low-level elf tribes were taken away by him.

After this battle, the Elf Royal Court was not only seriously injured, but almost lost its middle and lower classes. Only the upper class remained intact, but without the support from below, there would be no upper class.

(End of this chapter)