Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 401: Nether Engine, Demon King Tyramus?
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A disgusting fishy smell floated in the air. When the sunlight shone through, the mist floating in the sky was reflected as blood red. The once clean and tidy grass was now soaked in blood. When you stepped on it, it would bubble up and become sticky and wet.

The city garden that was once full of flowers and filled with fragrance has now become a bloody battlefield with broken limbs and corpses piled up like mountains. The blood has turned into gurgling streams, and it feels warm to the touch.

However, despite such a bloody and horrifying scene, the residents nearby not only did not show much fear on their faces, but were actually talking and laughing, with laughter and joy emanating from the pile of corpses from time to time.

In the eyes of the dragon people who were cleaning up the battlefield at this moment, these corpses with horrible shapes, bizarre causes of death, and ugliness beyond imagination were not just filthy and smelly corpses, but piles of merits and wealth delivered to their doorsteps.

Although the weapons and armor used by this group of sudden warriors are not suitable for the dragon's body shape, the materials are indeed not bad. Even if they are disassembled, it will still be a considerable income.

"Hey, I am the indestructible Holy Dragon Shield, false god heretic, prepare to face the judgment of His Majesty the Holy Dragon!"

"Bah, if you return the Holy Dragon Shield, then I will be the invincible imperial guard!"

A group of children who looked no more than half grown up picked up the enemy's flags and weapons, and played around among the corpses and blood. The dragons who were cleaning up the battlefield just watched with a smile, not thinking anything was wrong.

As dragon people who have lived in Elishim for generations, they have already broken away from the category of human species on the biological level. They can be said to be a brand new race derived from the dragonization realm of the Holy Dragon Noah.

Of course, as a race that has only been around for a few hundred years, the dragon race still has the risk of bloodline degeneration or even degradation. However, for now, no dragon is worried about this because they believe that the great Holy Dragon Noah is an eternal and immortal being.

"Father, I want to lead this equal counterattack war!"

High up in the tower, the Golden Dragon Overlord who ruled over the endless dark area took the initiative to ask his father.

An aggressive war that broke out suddenly, although it ended in a very short time, everyone, even children, knew that this war was just the prelude to a huge war.

Revenge is the consensus of all under the current order dominated by the Holy Dragon. No one dares to express contrary or different opinions, because since the order of the Holy Dragon Land was established, it has been nearly three hundred years since then, and this is the first time that a hostile army has set foot in Elishim.

Even if they did not break through the outermost suburbs, this was an intolerable provocation and humiliation to the dignity and order of the Holy Dragon.

"It's good that you have such an idea, but do you have the power to fight against the incarnation of the gods?"

Noah first expressed his approval of his second son's idea of ​​volunteering to fight, but then his tone changed.

Tyramus's power today is not weak at all. Not only has he been promoted to a legend, more importantly, he has used the technology in his hands to create as many as thirteen mechanical undead with legendary combat power. These undead are also capable of self-thinking and extraordinary wisdom.

It can be said that Telramus can be crowned king in any material world, but according to the special power he possesses, he is more suitable to be a king of the undead.

"I have asked Wayne, if you allow me to lead this war, then he will return to Elishim to assist me."

"Wayne? Assist you?"

Noah's expression became a little playful.

Restricted by the threat of the will of hell, the power of this great nephew increased by leaps and bounds after completing the transformation of his race and becoming the Lord of Eternal Night. To some extent, he also reached the pinnacle of the material world.

However, he is neither a deity nor a demigod. Due to the peculiarities of his race, he can fight against these two types of beings. Therefore, to some extent, he is also qualified to fight against the incarnations of gods.

However, after Wayne dug the foundation of the Elf King's Court, he took the blood elves who were transformed by his power, as well as a large number of middle and lower-level elf tribes who followed him, to the third world given by Noah to open up a habitat.

If the goal is to conquer the world, even a Lord of Eternal Night should be unable to cope with everything, so where would the extra energy and goals come from to aid a second world?

"Does he have any extra strength to help?"

"I don't know, but he has already made a promise. I don't think he has any need to deceive my uncle."

"That's not enough reason."

Noah shook his head and looked at his offspring.
"You can seek my help, but once I enter the battlefield, the leadership of the war will no longer be in your hands. This is not what you want. Then, if you want to become the commander-in-chief, you must show me your reliance on fighting against the incarnation of the gods."

"Father, do you still remember the goblin's giant warrior?"

Telramus was silent for a moment, then spoke.

"What? Have you repaired it? The goblins' Titans are powerful, but they can't fight against the Titans incarnated by gods. Let alone manufacturing them, the goblins don't even seem to have the blueprints."

"I didn't create a real giant soldier. In fact, at the beginning, I didn't research and develop in this direction. Instead, I combined the technology I was good at and created the Nether God Soldier!"

"The Netherworld Divine Weapon?"

Noah's eyes showed interest, and he was not surprised at all about the new thing his second son had developed.

In the Mage City where he currently lives, some interesting new gadgets are born every day, but these new technologies are of little use to Noah himself. If they are to have an impact on the Holy Dragon Land, they will require enough time to verify and accumulate.

The goblin engineers and a large number of R&D personnel brought into the underground by Telramus, although not as systematic and large-scale as the Mage City, are also a force that should not be underestimated.

It is normal to be able to research and replicate some new things. It would be strange if there were no results at all.

"The reason why it is named this way is because I combined the power source of the Giant God Soldier to design the Nether Engine, which can use souls as fuel..."

Telramus told his father the results of his research in the Underdark without reservation, and Noah could not help but remain silent when he heard the results of his offspring's research.

It must be said that he is worthy of being his descendant, as he was able to research such a taboo thing that uses the soul as fuel. Even Noah could not think of such a thing. It is not that it is technically impossible, but that this thing is too taboo.

You know, even gods cherish every believer's soul that can ascend to the kingdom of God, even if there is a war between gods. Although it seems that the petitioners are treated as consumables, every petitioner who dies in the war between gods can be resurrected as long as the gods have not fallen.

To some extent, it can also be said that it is a group of souls with the same essence that support the immortality of the gods. The netherworld engine that burns souls as fuel is really too hateful.

Noah now has some doubts as to whether his second son can pass the holy warrior's evil assessment.

Well, there is no need to doubt it. The Nether Engine has already been developed. What else is there to doubt? Even the devils in hell would be amazed if they saw it.

Be bold. If this technology is developed in hell, the will of hell will be overjoyed and bless the creatures who developed this technology, and then directly upgrade them to the lords of hell. But it's hard to say. This thing is too hellish. Although the devils cheat souls and use high-quality souls as currency, I have never heard of any devil deliberately damaging currency.

"Father?"

Seeing the golden dragon becoming increasingly silent, Teramus, who had been introducing the dragon incessantly, looked at his father with some confusion, with a look of inquiry in his eyes.

"Can your Nether Engine's output power support the Giant God Soldier against the incarnation of the gods?"

Noah asked bluntly.

"We have done relevant tests, but we haven't verified it in actual combat yet, so I can't guarantee it."

Telramus pondered for a moment, then answered slowly.

"As a father, I can support you and help you test the Netherworld Divine Weapon, but I want to know where the souls consumed by the engine come from? And what technology do you use to imprison and contain the souls?"

"Currently, the souls consumed by the Nether Engine all come from the dark races underground. Now, if you allow me to lead the war, I plan to capture the souls of the gods' believers and use them as fuel for the Nether Engine."

Tairamus spoke frankly, and Noah was silent again after hearing this.

Once the idea of ​​stuffing the souls of believers of gods into the engine as fuel spreads, the destructive power will be much greater than the impact caused by Noah's declaration.

"As for the technique of capturing souls, it comes from the blood talent you passed on to me."

"The blood talent I gave you?"

Facing Noah's confused gaze, a familiar spiritual fluctuation suddenly came from Teramus' body, and Noah immediately understood.
“Can you feel the power of faith?”

"The power of faith? No."

Hearing his father's question, Telramus showed confusion in his eyes, and then immediately shook his head. The vast majority of high-end combat forces under his command were mechanical undead, and among the few creatures with independent intelligence, a considerable number of them followed him because of his identity.

"So, you used this word spirit to build a soul prison?"

"Yes."

Word Spirit: Hall of Valor
The effect of this word is to open up a spiritual space that can accommodate souls.

Noah combined Valhalla with the Word Spirit·Emperor, and used the power of faith to receive the souls of the dead dragon people, leading them into Valhalla, and gradually expanding the scale of Valhalla.

However, when his descendants inherited his Word Spirit, but only inherited a part of it, this Word Spirit, which originally had no killing power, was used by him to create quite terrifying tricks.

He transformed Valhalla into a soul prison to capture the souls of the dead soldiers of the hostile forces. Even Noah was speechless with such a use.

In the material world, when the life of a living thing ends, the soul will fall into the River Styx. Although all memories will be washed away by the water of the River Styx, to some extent, it can be said that it is still alive and has a chance to start over.

The Styx does not absolutely erase memories. There are still some lucky people who can be reborn with some memories even without the favor of the gods.

The end and cycle of life are never absolute. Even the abyss and hell, such terrible places, are just gathering soul fragments and transforming into new monsters.

The idea of ​​using souls as fuel is simply too horrible.

"I think your nephew is not qualified to be the Demon King. He should give this title to you."

"Father, do you think what I did was wrong?"

“It’s too cruel!”

Noah shook his head.
"Burning the soul means erasing all chances of this soul. It won't even have the chance to fall into the sinking plane and be reborn as a monster..."

“Father, when we were testing the Nether Engine, we discovered that the soul is very special. Even the weakest soul cannot be completely burned, and there will always be some residue.

The remaining part of it actually fits the concept of the true spirit proposed in some soul theories. The core essence of the soul is the true spirit, and the true spirit is unique and cannot be destroyed."

Teramus's words were so shocking that even Noah couldn't help but pay attention and ask for more experimental results.
"How do you deal with the residue left after the soul burns?"

"We have not yet developed any means to utilize this part of the residue. To me, it is just useless, so I released the restraints and let it fall into the Styx."

"Don't try to touch the True Spirit. You are not qualified yet."

Noah warned his descendants that the core of the soul, the true spirit, naturally exists.

There is a way for spellcasters to obtain eternal immortality without relying on faith to become gods, but with the true spirit as the foundation. However, Noah has no idea how to do it specifically. These are just some fragments of information he learned after reaching his current level.

"I know, father. So the Nether Engine I developed is not as terrible as you think. It will indeed completely destroy the believers' piety towards the gods, leaving only a useless true spirit."

"Let's go and take a look at the Nether Engine you developed."

Noah rarely sets foot underground, but because of the forbidden research of his offspring, the Holy Dragon enters the underground world.

At this time, Noah discovered that the Underdark, which was originally dark and cruel, but also full of vitality, had been transformed into a cold and silent world by his descendants at some point.

Although activities can be seen everywhere and there are no lifeless mechanical undead, everything is silent, which makes anyone who accidentally steps in feel terrified. This is simply an alternative kingdom of the dead.

The most interesting thing is that this kingdom of the dead exists under the Holy Dragon Land, which is known as the Kingdom of God on Earth. Its establishment, existence and expansion all come from the support of the Holy Dragon Land.

(End of this chapter)