Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire

"Tsk, I never would've guessed, you can still build such a big contraption, really impressive!"

Noah circled around the creation that looked larger than his entire dragon form, observing for a long time before finally turning his head to look at the group of goblins below, whose faces were a mix of fear, anger, unease, and more.

After all, seeing a hundred-meter-tall man-made object in reality was truly an exciting thing for a dragon, not just because its value was immeasurable, but also because it was like fulfilling a dream of sorts.

"Holy Dragon Emperor, this is merely an empty shell that cannot move."

An elderly goblin, whose face was full of wrinkles, fell to the ground, head bowed and tears flowing, lamenting the creation that cost their city hundreds of years of effort, now brought here along with their surrender.

Though they were mentally prepared when they surrendered, the old goblin still had some wishful thinking, hoping the giants who attacked for some unknown reason wouldn't specifically search for, or best, not discover the underground cavern where they hid the Giant God Weapon after accepting their surrender.

Unfortunately, fantasies are beautiful, but reality is always cruel. The hidden Giant God Weapon didn't even escape the first round of searches; it was found simply because it was too big to hide.

With the Giant God Weapon discovered, it meant the goblins' last hope of reclaiming their city was also dashed. Even though the Giant God Weapon was less than 30% complete, hope was always precious. But as for now, there's nothing left.

"An empty shell? You're too modest. This is clearly a Giant God Weapon still under construction. Once it's complete, if I don't intervene, there wouldn't be a few Legends in my territory capable of suppressing it."

Even though this Giant God Weapon inherited the style passed down by these goblins for who knows how many years, emitting a feeling of being hastily put together, looking shabby and ragged.

However, its main framework still allowed Noah to recognize it at a glance. This was the highest level of intelligent creation built in the goblin's civilization back in the day.

When goblin civilization reached its peak and also became the most arrogant, they even wanted to create a Giant God Weapon capable of challenging all gods.

The result, of course, goes without saying. Any civilization developing from the Material Realm, that dreams of challenging the gods' majesty, ultimately never comes to a good end.

The prosperity and flourishing of civilization ultimately require people to uphold it, even at the civilization's most glorious peak, able to suppress even the gods' strongest mortal incarnations.

But the gods possess nearly eternal and immortal lives, with endless years, while civilizations do not. Once the supreme ruler of a civilization dies, under the turnover of power, the influence imposed by the gods inevitably leads to the collapse and downfall of civilization.

"You recognize it?"

The old goblin, whose face was originally full of sadness and tears, looked up in astonishment, hearing Noah accurately call out the name, gazing at the golden dragon that seemed smaller than the Giant God Weapon in form, but whose majesty was immense like mountains and seas.

"You don't recognize me?"

Seeing the goblin elder's astonishment, Noah bowed his head slightly disappointedly, looking at the under fifty goblins before him.

These goblins were the Nobles of the city, but they also shared a common identity: Mechanical Engineers!

In this seemingly inconspicuous small goblin city operated a technocratic system. To become a noble or undertake an official position, goblins must master sufficient knowledge and skills; otherwise, no matter how high the background or status, their subordinate goblins won't comply.

"I recognize you, you are the Golden Dragon!"

The old goblin, sensing the change in Noah's tone, hurriedly spoke.

"Alas, I originally thought you retained some part of your civilization's heritage, but now it seems you're no stronger than your wild counterparts."

Noah sighed.

Goblins have no bloodline inheritance, or rather, most Wisdom Species do not have bloodline inheritance. Only higher species can engrave information within their lineage.

Many professions with roots and heritage or special species, even if they have never seen him, but as long as they get a glimpse and see his true form, they would know he is the Ancestral Golden Dragon.

But these goblins couldn't recognize it, which is also understandable. These guys can't even differentiate between him and an ordinary Golden Dragon, meaning these goblins don't even know what a real Golden Dragon looks like.

"We are not like those uncultured wild goblins."

Even in the face of the Holy Dragon's majesty, upon hearing Noah comparing them to the goblins in the wilderness, a young engineer couldn't help but retort.

"How did you construct this Giant God Weapon? Don't tell me you figured it out by yourself."

Noah extended his Dragon Claw and gently tapped the nearby mostly humanoid Giant God Weapon.

But even with such simple tapping, this ancient support on which goblins relied to challenge the gods began to tremble.

Metal filings and many components kept falling, and the entire Giant God Weapon started to shake as if it might dismantle at any moment.

"This..."

The old goblin stammered. He wanted to fabricate a lie, but even with his meager knowledge, he knew that telling a lie in front of a Golden Dragon was absolutely inadvisable.