Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 426: Saint Form, Goddess Descends
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Under Xizel's wooden gaze, the alchemical round shield he took out instantly shattered at one corner, and the broken part happened to be where the frost-white flame dragon's breath was stained. There was also a shocking crack that spread from the gap to the entire shield.

A masterpiece worth a fortune was destroyed just like that. Xizel judged at a glance that the shield had lost its value of repair. The only valuable part was the material of the shield itself.

"elder brother!"

Seeing that her dragon breath destroyed her brother's collection in the blink of an eye, Nancy, who thought she was the culprit, closed her mouth instantly, not daring to move at all. She just looked at Xizel, who was lost in thought, with an apologetic look.
"I'm sorry I destroyed your collection. I can compensate you for your loss."

"What compensation? I took this out on my own initiative to test your dragon breath. What does it have to do with you?"

The apologetic look from his sister immediately brought César's attention back to reality. He looked at the shield in his hand, which barely maintained its shape, with eyes full of amazement, and then exclaimed,
"Your power is truly terrifying."

"My mother told me not to expose my dragon breath in front of other dragons. Brother, don't tell other dragons."

Hearing Césaire's exclamation, Nancy immediately warned in a panic.

"Of course I won't talk nonsense!"

Although he was amazed at the peculiarity of his sister's dragon breath, Xizel did not think it was a big deal. Although this power was extreme, it was not as cruel as his power of ash.

As a descendant of the Holy Dragon, possessing such power is nothing, this is normal!
If they were the same as ordinary dragons, it would be a disgrace to the reputation of the Holy Dragon.

"But, can you let me see your dragon breath again?"

"Brother, haven't you seen it already?"

"I just watched it once, I want to test it again to see if your dragon breath has a similar effect on any equipment!"

There was desire and curiosity in Xizel's eyes.

"Ordinary equipment can't block my dragon breath for too long. Mom has tested it on me. Only legendary weapons can block it for a while. But if I breathe for a long time, weapons of this level will also be damaged."

"Really?"

Xizel was surprised and delighted. He was surprised at the effect of his sister's dragon breath, and happy that he now had someone of the same kind. He no longer felt lonely.

"Isn't that the same as the lysis technique?"

Judging from the test results alone, the effect of the frost white dragon breath exhaled by his sister Nancy on equipment is similar to the effect of the Great Disintegration spell that many high-level professionals hate.

"Actually, they are different. My dragon breath destroys equipment by freezing it at low temperatures. It does more damage to metal weapons, but less damage to leather and cloth equipment."

Nancy explained quietly.

After discovering the peculiarity of her dragon's breath, her mother conducted many studies and basically clarified the characteristics of her dragon's breath. She also warned her not to reveal these to anyone, lest some ill-intentioned people find a way to control it.

"What about the effect on living things?"

Cesar asked.

The dragon's breath has an extra destructive effect on equipment, which can only be regarded as a pleasant surprise. The most important thing is the lethality to creatures. As long as the enemy can be killed, it doesn't matter whether the equipment can be destroyed or not. Killing the enemy and keeping the equipment is the best.

“It’s terrible!”

This is Princess Nancy's answer.

"horrible?"

Xizel showed curiosity and inquiry.

"They will be frozen into ice crystals, but their bodies will be carbonized by the flames. If they only have resistance to ice or fire, they will not be immune to my dragon breath. Even if they have dual resistance, it will be difficult to be immune to much."

Nancy further explained the effect of her dragon breath. After she finished, the young dragon became nervous and watched the changes in his brother's expression.
"Brother, do you think I'm scary?"

"fear?"

Xizel was startled, then showed a funny expression.
"Don't you know my title?"

"What's your brother's title?"

"They call me the Dragon of Ashes, the Shadow of Death!"

"Wow, that sounds scary!"

Nancy sniffed and looked very dissatisfied.

"Why did they give you such an ugly and terrible name?"

"Is this all because mine is as special as yours?"

"Same?"

"Want to see it?"

"think."

Nancy nodded very affirmatively, with longing and curiosity in her eyes, because from childhood to adulthood, she had never seen a dragon like her.

"Then come with me!"

Xizel did not like to show his power of ash in front of other dragons, and preferred to hide it. But in front of his sister, the eldest grandson of the Holy Dragon had the urge to show it for the first time.

"Wow, brother is awesome!"

When I saw my brother transformed into the god of destruction, everything he touched, even everything that caught his eye, whether it was animals or plants, turned to ashes, as if they were carbonized by a raging fire.

"That's nothing. Mine is still a little worse than yours."

Hearing Nancy's praise and compliments, César couldn't help but smile with joy from the bottom of his heart.

This was not the first time he was praised by a dragon, but it was the first time he was so happy. Because his sister's praise was pure, without any other factors, but simply marveled at his strength.

"What's wrong?"

"My power is not beautiful enough. It looks too evil, like the devil who brings about the end of time."

"Then I am also like the Queen of Doom who brings the frost disaster!"

“Hahaha, don’t talk nonsense. We are the descendants of the Holy Dragon. How could we possibly bring disaster to the world? We must use our power to fight against evil and build the Golden Order.”

"Uh-huh."

Although she had no idea about the Golden Order, it did not stop Nancy from agreeing immediately.

That night, the two dragons showed each other the true nature of their powers, as if they had found their true kind. They confided in each other, accompanied each other, and understood each other.

The brother and sister dragons forgot about time and chatted all night long, learning about each other's past when they had never met, and sharing the happy and unhappy things that had happened to them, until dawn.

"Oh no, it's dawn, I should go to class."

When the morning sun shone through the surging sea of ​​clouds, turning into strands of golden threads and beams of light, and sprinkled in front of him, Xizel suddenly realized, and then looked at his sister with an unsatisfied look.

"We've been chatting for so long that you've been delayed from resting. Go get some sleep first. I'll send your schedule over in a few days."

"My brother is going to class, so I have to go too."

"I'm taking an intermediate course suitable for young dragons. You can't take it."

“Why can’t I get in?”

"Because you're not old enough yet."

"But brother, you are not a teenage dragon anymore."

"I passed the skip-level assessment."

"Then I want to take the test too!" Although Nancy was in a bad mood, they still had to respect the rules and regulations of the college, even though the college was run by their family. But because of this, they had to set an example and abide by the school rules and regulations instead of abusing their privileges.

However, even though they were not in the same place for class, the two dragons were almost connected except for the time between classes.

Although this was quite common among metallic dragons, it was a little strange for them to be siblings that they had never seen before. These two dragons were too close, as if they were siblings.

Of course, no dragon could comment on this. They were blood-related brother and sister, and they hadn't done anything out of line. It was just that the sister was too dependent on her brother, and the brother was too caring towards her. So what?

However, in the scene where the brother and sister are getting along, there is also the figure of a red dragon, the red dragon Jetton. He is like the background board of the brother and sister, always ready to take orders and run around for them.

He was just like a slave, even though he did not get any benefits from it. But as a red dragon, he was so servile, which was totally inconsistent with the image of a red dragon, and it made many metal dragons marvel.

……

"Father, there's something wrong with this red dragon!"

Jetton's abnormal behavior was eventually noticed, and it was Teramus, who often paid attention to his son and daughter, who reported it to Noah.

"Something's wrong? What do you think is wrong?"

Noah, who knew the final answer to the mystery, looked at his second son who was already confused, and asked with a curious look.

"A red dragon, even if it has been influenced by you and has changed its character, should not be so humble. This is inconsistent with the nature of the dragon race."

"Oh? But he can put aside the pride of the dragon clan right now. Why do you think that is?"

"I think he must have a plan, and a big one. This red dragon must be hiding a lot of secrets. He is not as simple as he seems."

Teramus said firmly.

He didn't notice the red dragon at first, but every time he went to see his son or daughter, he could always see the red dragon. Over time, he found that the red dragon's behavior was too abnormal and very wrong.

"This is just your guess. Apart from this, do you have any substantial evidence?"

Noah was a little disappointed, but he continued to ask.

"Isn't that enough? Father, this is a red dragon."

"I know."

Noah sighed. No dragon knew the details of this red dragon better than him.

"But do you want me to do something about him based on such speculation, to capture and execute him?"

"At least he should be supervised."

"Haven't you ever thought of a possibility?"

"what?"

"Love, this red dragon loves your daughter, and that is why he is so humble."

There was a hint of teasing in Noah's tone.

"Haven't you heard of it? Love can make people confused, lose themselves, and even make them as humble as dust."

"But this is just a red dragon. What does a red dragon know about love?"

When Teramus heard the possibility raised by Noah, he was dismissive. If his father had not said this, he would have thought that this was a joke.

"Why can't a red dragon understand love? He is not an ordinary red dragon."

"No matter how special he is, he is still a red dragon. Besides, you said he loves my daughter, but Nancy doesn't know that."

"Yes, my granddaughter barely noticed the red dragon."

"so……"

Teramus showed disdain on his face.

"Is this red dragon in love with my daughter?"

"You don't need the other person's consent to like someone."

"It's ridiculous."

"There's nothing funny about it. You haven't experienced it, so you don't understand."

“I don’t want to understand either.”

There was a dark light in Teramus's eyes.

"I think I should keep this red dragon away from my daughter."

"No need to waste your time. You should trust your son. He will arrange everything. At the same time, you should also trust this red dragon. He has been suppressing his love and has not shown it. He is a very rational dragon."

"Red Dragon? Sanity?"

Tyramus scoffed, and even though he knew his father wasn't joking, he couldn't help himself.

"Why? You want to question my academy education?"

"Don't dare."

"It's not that I don't dare, but that I don't want to."

Noah just thought this guy was an eyesore.

"Return to the battlefield that belongs to you. Don't stay here any longer. You are not needed here. I will keep an eye on them."

"Yes, father!"

Faced with his father's arrangement, Teramus had no right to resist.

"Really? It makes me worry!"

After driving Teramus away, Noah sighed. It was not just the Red Dragon who needed to be transferred. His eldest grandson also needed to be separated from his sister for some time. This guy should calm down.

boom--

Before Noah could make arrangements for the academy, a slight but extremely clear fluctuation of divine power came from Uther, the capital of the Atlas Kingdom.

"Um?!"

Noah, who was standing high on the top of Mount Elishim, looked towards the city of Uther with an incredulous look in his eyes.
"How dare you?"

The gods have come to earth in the form of saints!
At this moment, Noah felt very clearly that an extremely terrifying existence had descended into the core territory of the Augustus family.

That was the descent of the true body of the god who was high above the world. Restricted by the rules of the material world, he was downgraded to the form of a saint. Even so, the god in this posture was also the pinnacle of combat power in the material world.

This form of deity represents both the strongest power of the deity to interfere with the material world, and also represents the deity's most vulnerable state. As a result, mortals in the material world have the possibility of injuring the deity with their swords.

Although there are only a few mortals who can do this, they still exist. Cases of mortals killing gods usually occur when the gods remain in the form of saints.

Lydia, goddess of music and art

Noah immediately confirmed the identity of this god. On the continent, the holy dragon with the ability to kill gods did not take any action because of the arrival of the god, but remained silent.

He waits until,
"granduncle!"

The man opposite looked a little embarrassed and a little awed, but he also had an undisguised look of pride on his face.

(End of this chapter)