Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire

The kind of legend that can single-handedly establish a nation, even in close combat professions, is an invincible existence to professionals below the legendary level.

Even the Forbidden Army that defied logic and created miracles to encircle and slay an Abyss Demon suffered a devastating blow when facing a legend who abandoned all restraint and opted to ambush them. Just at the first sight, casualties among the Forbidden Army exceeded one-third.

"Hmm!?"

However, the legend, who swept through the ranks of the Forbidden Army like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, soon ceased his massacre. It wasn't out of mercy; he couldn't possibly be lenient to this group of criminals who invaded his country and slaughtered the Nobles. He merely felt a threat.

Duke Goltai turned around with some surprise, looking at the first Forbidden Army soldier he killed from a distance. It was a grotesque corpse, split diagonally, with only two relatively intact sections remaining and large swathes of flesh destroyed by his attack.

Therefore, even the most skilled Corpse Collectors could not piece these remains into a complete corpse. But now, golden flames rose and burned fiercely on the ghastly remains.

Under these flames, the flesh and armor destroyed by the legendary strike began to regenerate or returned to their original complete state as if time were reversing.

Such a scene brought a change to the initially emotionless face of the legendary duke; he felt an unprecedented deadly threat.

Shucalton suddenly opened his eyes. The Golden Sun that occupied his entire consciousness had vanished, replaced by a middle-aged man with a surprised expression, half-floating in the air, and beneath him lay the corpses of many Forbidden Army comrades.

"Resurrection Divine Technique?"

Duke Goltai was indifferent upon seeing the Forbidden Army soldier standing before him again with anger in his eyes.

As a legend who has lived for six hundred years, he had seen everything. It was just another resurrection of the dead. The only surprising thing was that the Mixed-blood Dragon Descendant, upon resurrection, could restore the shattered armor, which was unusual but inconsequential—just kill him again.

"Holy Dragon Emperor, please bear witness!"

Shucalton felt unprecedentedly good, filled with energy surging through his body, and the majestic golden light flowed over his armor, enveloping his entire form.

He had never felt this good; the despair and agony of death, after being killed with just one strike, felt almost illusory.

But Shucalton knew it was no illusion; the corpses of his comrades at his opponent's feet testified to the formidable enemy he now faced.

However, Shucalton was fearless because he had just witnessed the supreme Holy Dragon Emperor and received a blessing!

"What Holy Dragon?"

Duke Goltai furrowed his brow, pointing at the Forbidden Army soldier who had stood up again. A white Qi Force burst from his fingertip instantly.

At his current Realm, he still needed weapons for combat, but using weapons against a group of Golden Warriors who hadn't even reached Extreme Intent was truly an insult.

Boom!

The Shattered golden light scattered, and Shucalton raised his Great Sword, retreating several dozen steps. Each step caused the ground beneath to collapse, unable to bear the force he unleashed, until he finally stopped, having formed a sizable shallow pit.

Huff, huff...

Under his helmet, the Forbidden Army soldier, who had just felt good, panted heavily. Barely withstanding a casual strike from the legend had drained him almost to exhaustion, leaving his bones groaning in pain.

However, the blessing from the Holy Dragon continued to envelop him, and a continuous flow of strength surged through his limbs and bones, replenishing his body as he breathed.

"Which Divine being are you a follower of?"

Duke Goltai looked darkly at the Golden Warrior shrouded in golden light before him, who just dimmed slightly but quickly restored to radiance, and refrained from striking again.

Clearly, this was an insect he could crush easily, yet after resurrection, it could withstand a strike thanks to the golden light, indicating that a possible Divine presence had its gaze here.

"I am a Forbidden Army Soldier under the Holy Dragon. Human traitors colluding with the Abyss, be judged!"

Feeling an endless flow of power filling his body, Shucalton, brimming with an inexhaustible sensation, raised the Great Sword gleaming with golden light and charged at the suspended legend.

"Foolishness!"

Hearing the word "Abyss," Duke Goltai's face turned grim. He extended his hand, fingers joined into a knife-hand, chopping downwards. A Qi Blade, several hundred meters long, manifested in the air alongside his motion and descended.

The sky thundered, the earth shook, and an Abyss Valley, nearly a thousand meters long, emerged amidst the earth's wail from the legendary strike. The figure shrouded in golden light vanished under this blow.

Yet, Duke Goltai did not reveal any joyful expression, for one golden flame after another ignited on the soldiers he had just killed.