Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire

"Offspring?"

The halfling Vig looked up in astonishment at the giant dragon above, its body twisting and turning like the Golden Mountain Range. He found it hard to believe, suspecting that he had misheard, or perhaps misunderstood.

With such a massive physique, it should unquestionably be an ancient dragon that has lived for thousands of years. How could it be the offspring of two adult Golden Dragons? The two Golden Dragons he knew, even if their lengths were combined, would not match the size of the Golden Dragon before him.

"That's right, the Lord Angelis you just mentioned is my father, and Orsya is my mother's name."

Noah introduced himself calmly.

"But they are still just mature Golden Dragons, how could they have someone as large as you..."

The halfling thief couldn't help but gesture with his hand as he spoke.

"I am merely a young dragon."

Noah rose and reached out, picking up the halfling who still couldn't quite accept the reality.

"Alright, we can put these trivial matters aside. Now you need to tell me the specific situation my father and mother encountered. What kind of enemy did they face?"

"Young dragon?"

Despite Noah's shift to more crucial questions, the halfling Vig was even more bewildered upon learning that the dragon before him was still a young dragon, leaving him with a look of deep confusion, his mind entering a state of shock.

However, under Noah's spell of healing, the halfling thief quickly regained a state of emotionless rationality.

Mechanized Mind

Stripping away all unnecessary emotions, the halfling who recovered his sanity was able to answer Noah's inquiries carefully, and then Noah learned about the crisis his parents were facing.

It wasn't an apocalypse capable of overturning the world; if it reached such a scale of disaster, two dragons in their mature stage wouldn't have the qualifications to get involved.

Not to mention being sent out for help, but what they were facing did indeed pose an extremely difficult challenge for them at the time.

Noah's parents were facing the Beastman Tribe Alliance, which launched a continent-unification war, aiming to establish an empire. In the tide of this historical force, the Golden Dragon couple, who responded to a plea for help from a human-like civilization nation, were thus severely injured.

"The Glaux Beastman Alliance, led by a Great Chief who has already become a demigod and a Beastman Priest attempting to ascend to godhood. Known high-level combat power includes over twenty legendary tribe leaders, among whom are three high-rank legendary Sword Saints... Even though the alliance is a simple, fragile political entity, it still possesses the power to dominate the continent."

Upon understanding the situation, Noah couldn't help but sigh; his parents were exceptionally brave, daring to stand up against such a formidable force.

Though it was just facing a conquest legion of the Beastman Alliance, with only two legendary figures at the top, it's daring for two dragons, who aren't even legends, to negotiate with a legion-scale empire force.

"So, what is the demand of your country? Repel the Beastman's conquest legion, or annihilate the Beastman Alliance?"

Noah inquired of the final question.

Upon understanding the scale of the enemy forces that the halfling's nation was up against, he could generally surmise that his parents were injured due to the beastmen holding back, as the beastmen likely didn't want to provoke the Metallic Dragon Race, especially the troublesome Golden Dragon branch.

"Our King only wishes to protect our territory from being invaded by the beastmen; how can we dare to hope to annihilate the Beastman Alliance? They are the strongest force in our world."

The halfling Vig revealed a helpless smile, as the effect of the Mechanized Mind spell gradually faded, allowing his original emotions to return.

"Not being invaded, well, that's much simpler; if you wanted to destroy the Beastman Alliance, that would be too troublesome."

"You could..."

The halfling thief's face lit up with excitement, but Noah mercilessly interrupted the illusions floating in his mind,

"You can't afford the corresponding compensation."

"Are you saying, could you now travel to our plane? Our Grudia urgently needs assistance from a powerful being like you."

"Of course, but I need some time to gather my subordinates!"

Since his parents got into trouble, Noah naturally must embark on this journey, though not planning just to go over so simply. His parents' impression of him was still stuck in the image of a young dragon fostered at a friend's house a century ago, not anticipating that he would grow to this extent.

Clang~

The ancient bell, long silent, tolled, but the sound of this bell only resonated in a specific area, unheard by unrelated dragon affiliates.

Each Dragon Lord scattered across the Eastern Territory of the Xilantia Continent looked up; they heard the summons from the higher-rank Great Lord, who announced following the Holy Dragon Noah, thus obtaining their territories and power as various Dragon Lords.

"A summons from Your Highness Noah, is it another banquet?"

"It's been a while since a banquet was held, really looking forward to it, what rare treasures will Your Highness Noah show us this time?"

"I'm more looking forward to the delicious food at the banquet."

As hundreds of Dragon Lords gathered towards Noah's palace, none realized that this assembly would differ from previous ones.