Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 63: Word Tyrant

Noah slowly opened his eyes. His dark golden dragon pupils, which were tinged with purple energy, gave him a nobility and grace far beyond that of other golden dragons, and a majesty that was beyond his current age.

The third word had already been imprinted on his dragon soul at this moment, transforming into an innate power that was even more profound than his life instincts.

Word Spirit: Tyrant
Its effect is completely different from the two Word Spirits he had obtained before, the Six Paths of Light Binding and the Nine-Light Star Palace, and they are not of the same type.

"We still have to find a reference and try out the specific effects."

The diligent fairy housekeeper was naturally not considered. Noah had made a promise. The promise of the golden dragon was worth more than ten thousand gold.

So, the golden dragon came to the outside of the dragon's nest. Although it was only a short sleep, the cloud giant tribe had already settled down initially.

Several giants have put on armor and picked up weapons shining with magical light. They are patrolling around the dragon's nest and fulfilling the duties stipulated in the contract.

"Your Highness Noah!"

The moment Noah appeared, Angus, the cloud giant most familiar to the Golden Dragon, came to pay his respects with two other cloud giants.

"Is this the griffin you raised? It looks quite energetic today."

Noah looked at the two golden-winged griffins beside the giant. Compared to the lethargy and cowardice when he first saw them, the two magical beasts now looked much more handsome, with a demeanor that matched their reputation.

cracking--

Facing the golden dragon's gaze, the two low-flying magical beasts showed no fear at all, and one of them even roared at the golden dragon somewhat provocatively.

Noah's body has just surpassed the eleven-meter-long young dragon. Although it has exceeded the standard of a young dragon and has barely reached the category of a young golden dragon, it is obviously not deterrent to such a monster.

This is normal; all dragons have to go through this difficult time. Compared to metal dragons who have the protection of their parents or guardians, colorful dragons have a greater chance of falling into the wild. They might even be attacked by wild boars or fight with wild beasts, which is even more embarrassing.

"Your Highness, you..."

Angus's face turned pale, and just as he was about to say something, he saw the golden dragon slightly turn his gaze to look at the griffin that dared to roar at him.

As the purple energy floated, a ferocious beast with a head and tail length of more than eight meters let out a sharp wail, as if it was hit by an invisible giant hammer, and suddenly fell from the air and landed in the flower bed.

The blood-stained golden feathers were flying in the air. The griffin, which had seemed extremely unruly just now and dared to roar at the real dragon, now fell to the ground powerlessly. Its broad wings seemed to be crushed by an invisible force and hung limply on both sides of its body.

"Please calm down. I didn't discipline this beast well."

Angus half-knelt on the ground, and when he heard the griffin's continuous wailing, he gritted his teeth, pulled out a short knife from his waist, revealing a murderous look.
"I will offer its life to earn your forgiveness."

"That's not necessary. After all, a beast will have to fight on the battlefield, so it's necessary to retain some wildness."

Noah then looked away, and the force that had crushed an adult griffin to the ground, rendering it immobile, finally dissipated.

At this time, the other griffin looked at Noah with fear and panic. Although griffins are not an intelligent race, their intelligence is not low and they can understand complex verbal commands.

But let alone the griffins, even the giants looked at the young dragon very differently than before, and they did not recognize how this power came about.

The unknown breeds fear, and therefore awe.

The golden dragons that were raised by the Titans were indeed different from the golden dragons they knew. The giants were fully aware of this.

"But you have to teach them who to roar at and who to show their claws to."

"Yes, it was my fault, but I promise you it will never happen again," Angus vowed.

"hope so."

Noah glanced at the second griffin, which immediately fell from the sky in panic, not daring to fly in the sky. Not only it, but also the griffins brought by the other two giants also landed on the grass in a hurry.

"Step back and don't block my view."

Noah lay on the ivy bridge as usual, lazily overlooking the city below the mountain.

"Yes!"

Angus responded respectfully, reaching out to divert Noah's gaze, then picking up the immobile griffin from the ground and carrying it on his shoulder, blood dripping down.

At this moment, the griffin's demeanor had returned to the lethargic state it had when they first met, and there was fear and awe in its eyes. It didn't even dare to look at Noah again.

"It's so useful!"

After finding a suitable target and experiencing the effect of Word Spirit: Tyrant in actual use, Noah was very satisfied. The only drawback was that the consumption it brought was proportional to the powerful effect of the Word Spirit.

However, this is his shortcoming, not the shortcoming of the word spirit.

"Ignoring the opponent's will and crushing them both mentally and physically, Tyrant is truly worthy of his name."

Noah, who was slowly recovering his strength, pondered over the words. There was no need to explain the effect. An adult griffin, or even a juvenile golden dragon, would have to think twice if they encountered one.

But meeting him was just a matter of a glance. Of course, the intimidation of this glance cost him a lot of energy. If he was hit a few more times, he would probably be exhausted and fall down.

But it was totally worth it. Noah noticed the change in the way the cloud giants looked at him. The contempt he had suffered because of his age must have been wiped out a lot.

"Shivreya, how long did I sleep this time?"

When his strength was almost restored, Noah shifted his attention outward and suddenly noticed the changes in the city below the mountain. The pervasive festive atmosphere was so clear that he could see it clearly even from the mountain.

"Almost twenty days."

The big fairy came flying over. She had been traveling between the dragon's nest on the mountain and the Duke's Mansion at the foot of the mountain for a long time. Her magic power became stronger and stronger because of taking care of her adoptive mother's potion garden.

Although her body was still petite, it had grown a lot larger, reaching the height of a human arm, and the range of elements that she could disturb with her every move had reached a point that could not be ignored.

Glory Gold
According to the standards of intelligent species, she is at the same level as Tidel, and it only took her about a year to evolve to gold.

This kind of talent, for a short-lived species, is a natural prodigy, but for an elven creature, it is nothing, because this is mainly due to Selina's potion garden.

However, the growth of the goblin has stopped here. Unless Noah can discover the secret realm full of magic potions, it is impossible for Sifrea to make the same rapid progress as in the past year.

"How long until Tidel's wedding?"

Noah looked the goblin up and down, then asked.

"It's been less than half a month. The mountain has been preparing for a while. Do you want to go down and take a look?"

"I will go down after the bride enters the city."

(End of this chapter)