Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire

Noah was really too lazy to move; he didn't want to handle everything personally. After so many years as a Dragon Lord, why should he personally attend to the trivial task of subjugating vassals? It didn't make sense. He had already fought the first battle after arriving, and the ensuing affairs should be handled by his subjects.

Thus, Marshal Erwin, who was initially a bit disappointed, looked on in shock as this massive dragon casually summoned two Ancient Golden Dragons. At that moment, this human marshal gained a new understanding of what an Ancestor Dragon represented.

"Capture the family legend, and the wealth owned by the family will be your reward."

Facing the summoned elders of the Dragon Clan, Noah offered no coins but instead directly promised them the wealth of a nation's family that wasn't yet in his possession.

"No matter how much, it's ours?"

"That's right, no matter how much, it's yours. However, as a condition, you must remain here for ten years to assist him in consolidating power."

Noah pointed at the expressionless Marshal Erwin,

"During this time, half of the taxes he collects will serve as your reward for assisting."

"We can get half of the taxes. Isn't ten years too short?"

Initially reluctant to stay for ten years, the two old dragons' eyes lit up upon hearing they could directly obtain half of the national revenue. Even the most intense noonday sunshine couldn't overshadow the golden shine in their eyes, almost turning them green.

"After ten years, when his regime is stable, the taxes you receive will serve as tribute payments to me. Do you intend to contest for my vassals?"

In his true form, Noah gazed at the two kind-faced old dragons before him. Even under his oppressive gaze, the ancient dragons couldn't maintain their Transformation Technique, forced to reveal their ancient dragon forms.

However, even combined, these two ancient dragons couldn't compare in size to Noah. As for strength, there was no need for comparison.

"Of course not, don't get us wrong. We have no interest in being lords. You know, we're just two old dragons who love to watch over libraries."

"Good then, I leave the human kingdom of Grudia in your hands."

With two legendary Ancient Dragons against two human legends, Noah saw no possibility of failure. Thus, he focused his attention on the fortress before him.

Although the main army had followed Erwin to the capital to cleanse the Royal Court's vicinity, part of the servant army remained, and this fortress-city still had many residents staying behind.

Noah didn't plan to do anything to this fortress city, which already had little defensive strength. He only intended to set up a cross-border transmission array here to stabilize the spatial coordinates.

After all, if he were to make Grudia his vassal, he would need to establish a channel for communication with him, the Sect Master. Otherwise, would he expect them to come to him on their own?

As Noah directed the dragon group to construct the cross-border transmission array, word of the complete annihilation of the orc army conquering Grudia reached the Beastman Royal Court in the northern part of the Helan Continent.

"The Blood Axe Clan and Stone Tooth Clan, there will be no more of these two clans. Their leaders and the bravest warriors of the tribes have all perished under the claws of the giant dragon."

Sitting to one side, an elderly orc priest with a humane, kind, and gentle presence spoke slowly, narrating the news he had just sensed from the Earth Spirit, his expression filled with compassion.

"Total annihilation? Did those two golden dragons in Grudia call forth stronger Ancient Golden Dragons?"

Even though he knew that two major tribes under his command were annihilated, the Beastman King, Grom, sitting on the rug of branched wolf and thorn-tailed lynx skin, merely furrowed his caterpillar-like brows without showing any rage.

This orc king, sitting on the throne of hides, exuding a rough and primal aura akin to boundless deserts, possessed a calmness or indifference absent in most orcs.

He clearly remembered the enemies each of his conquering armies had to face. Even with the High Priest divulging only very basic information, he could roughly deduce the events.

"Yes, an extremely powerful Golden Dragon has descended. The Earth Spirit fears him but also longs to draw near. It is an unusual dragon, and I cannot perceive its appearance through the Earth Veins, but I can sense its power."

The orc High Priest's words carried an unmistakable tone of awe, catching the Beast King's attention and interest,

"Stronger than me?"

"Of course not, you are the soon-to-be reigning king of the continent, the strongest demigod of our world. Although the dragon is formidable, it is too young and is not your match now."

The High Priest shook his head, but just when the Beast King at the head appeared disinterested, he added,

"However, it is strong enough that even if you were to face it yourself, you might find it difficult to win."

"It's not my match, yet I can't defeat it? So you mean if I go to war with this dragon, it's simply evenly matched?"

The Beast King Grom looked at the High Priest Saka, his amber eyes displaying a predatory intensity.

Rising to his current position, not through inheritance or lineage, but by sheer force, he was both Beast King and War King.

"This dragon hails from another world, not of our native dragons. Moreover, he has arrived relying on his own strength, and he has brought a dragon group. Hence, defeating him is impossible; he can leave our world any time he wishes."

"Spellcaster? In that case, this dragon is yours to handle!"

Grom understood; this dragon now was temporarily weaker but had the ability to escape at will. As a brute warrior, he couldn't capture such a dragon.

"I'm afraid I can't solve the issues he brings either. It's best if you come with me; it might also be an opportunity."

The High Priest shook his head helplessly,

"What opportunity?"

"Only upon meeting the dragon can we understand what it is."

"Fine, I'll accompany you. I'm curious to see what kind of dragon earns such praise from you."

In Grudia's border fortress, Noah unsurprisingly received news of Erwin's successful rise to power. With the assistance of two Ancient Golden Dragons, the two family legends defending the capital made the same choice they had facing the Beastman.

Thus, Marshal Erwin, leading his troops into the city, naturally became Grudia's Duke of National Guardian and was about to commence the cleansing of the capital.

However, this was irrelevant for Noah. What mattered at present were the two presences already within his perception range.

Despite being thousands of miles apart, both sides could sense each other's presence. Encountering demigods and Ascenders for the first time, Noah couldn't help but marvel as he gazed toward the far northwest,

"They're completely different from ordinary legends. My little grandniece pales in comparison."

Despite that, facing the two supreme orcs who halted their steps and covertly extended an invitation toward him, Noah felt no fear but accepted with pleasure, heading to meet them alone.

Whether demigods or Ascenders, they possessed aspects of divine characteristics, thus standing above secular legends but under the divine.

Yet Ancestor Dragons also bore similar traits. The birth of every Ancestor Dragon in Dragon Clan knowledge required the Dragon God or Dragon King's blessing and favor.

Hence, every Ancestor Dragon could be considered a demigod. However, the high traits of an Ancestor Dragon did not manifest in Divine Fire, Divinity, Divine Status, but in their physique, spiritual power, magic power, and other base attributes.