Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire

However, these were all accrued by him through the continuous execution of the God hunting missions, and this time, the task was even more special as he received extra divine blessings and Divine Power empowerment.

Merely having these was not enough, for when he was about to take the stage, another series of Divine Arts descended upon him, further elevating his strength, making his presence appear increasingly majestic, surpassing even the hundred-meter-tall Wind Giant.

Moon Crown Priest

A woman suspected to have High Elf Bloodline exerted her power at this moment, but she did not step onto the frontline; on the contrary, she hid farther than anyone else, standing even behind the Minstrel.

If not for the Barrier sealing this space, Charon thought he might not have been able to see the woman's figure at all.

"Boss, if you don't hurry up, that guy is going to be smashed!"

The Minstrel, who initially appeared somewhat solemn, couldn't help but gloat upon seeing the Mountain Dome Monarch, who had feuded with him, being melted down by the mixed assault, dripping into lava,

"Ah oh, done, he's already smashed!"

With a voice full of unabashed amusement, the Minstrel watched as the Mountain Dome Monarch, the first to charge in, was split open top to bottom by the Blazing Angel Commander's sword.

Even more so, the cooperating Golden Dragon swooped down and directly swallowed the descendant of the Earth Mother God, leaving only half a waist and two sword-scarred thick legs dangling outside.

"Tsss~ How tragic!"

Seeing his nemesis being swallowed whole by the Dragon, Charon uttered a remark void of sympathy and pity, as this fellow still had half a body left outside, which for their kind, barely constituted minor injuries.

"Glenn, I'm here to assist you!"

Seeing the descendant of the Earth Mother God about to be snacked on by this ferocious Golden Dragon, the Sun God Warrior, fully blessed by the Moon Crown Priest, finally stepped forward, attracting the Golden Dragon's instinctive attention with the radiant and dazzling Sun God Light.

Apparent unity yet distinct differences, the merged powers shined brilliantly as if reconciled into one, but inside, they fiercely contended, vowing destruction of each other.

"Only the Sun God could do this!"

Observing the divine warrior battling with the Golden Dragon, the Minstrel, while strumming the strings and providing boosts to the formidable elder brother, remarked.

These kind of individuals served to benefit the Divine ones, targeting only a select few, namely the High-level Legends possessing Ascension potential, threatening the divine interests.

In this regard, divine interests were unified, thus even opposing Divines could have their descendants and subordinates temporarily collaborate.

When the Dragon Clan, known as the Holy Dragon and nicknamed the Golden Sun, attained Ascension eligibility, the first Divine to feel threatened was obvious.

Such Divines therefore paid a greater price, which naturally was deserved.

"Now back to the point, Glenn is no longer effective, is it your turn? Or do you expect me, a fragile poet, to take the lead?"

Even though the sleeping Golden Dragon already had a strong elder brother taking the lead, the Blazing Angel just freed from the Mountain Dome Monarch's entanglement, had also escaped, casting fiery red blazing eyes illuminating terrifying Holy Light upon these God Hunters, causing Charon a headache, turning attention towards the Wind Lord roaming the battlefield,

Not out of fear for this one but due to the troublesome background behind them, being remembered by this one now meant even after completing the task, troubles wouldn't cease.

Do not hold high expectations for divine ethics; mortals often call upon Divines when swearing oaths, having them witness, whereas divine covenants lack evidential witnesses, let alone constraints.

Though he became a God Hunter, he differed from those infused with Divine Snow, being either Divine offspring, Divine descendants, or blessed Saints.

He merely made an agreement with a certain Divine; if he met misfortune and truly perished on such a battlefield, that Divine would immediately forget him, showing no effort to resurrect.

Thus, he hoarded an abundance of Resurrection Talismans, relying on himself to walk out alive from the Divine War, or else, if he falls, none will remember him.

"You? Fragile? That's the funniest joke I've heard today!"

Hearing the comment from the Hell poet, Asmod sneered disdainfully, yet found no choice.

On such a battlefield, one assassin was sufficient; as an Element Master constructing a body from Wind Element, he had little room for idleness.

"Really intense!"

Observing the enraged Blazing Angel being stalled once again, Minstrel Charon's gaze naturally settled on the protagonist.

Even in a sleeping state, the Golden Dragon, relying on its innate dragon body, remarkably engaged in fierce combat with the abundantly blessed Sun God Warrior, clad in Divine Artifact Set, displaying shocking vigor.

If only that, most annoying for Charon was that this wasn't a fair one-on-one duel, as the Void Blade stood by strategizing.

Yet each time this Assassin king attempted to stab the Curse Blade, considered toxic to Dragon Species, into the Golden Dragon's body, the dragon narrowly avoided it, denying Void Blade the chance to succeed.

"One hit, just one hit would suffice. Even a graze would do, yet not a single strike lands?"

Seeing the renowned Void Blade merely roam the perimeter in probing attempts, yet missing every strike, Karon finally lost patience, tossing several restorative Spells towards the Mountain Dome Monarch with only two legs exposed.

"How long do you plan to keep pretending, hurry up and act!"

Seeing the Mountain Dome Monarch swiftly recover under his aid, Charon unceremoniously reprimanded.

"What am I pretending? You guys, none of you are wounded as severely; my soul was bitten in half, unlike you using a fake body to fool others outside!"

The forcibly revived Mountain Dome Monarch retorted angrily.

He was the first to charge, but these guys simply watched him being chewed by the Golden Dragon, sustaining such heavy injuries, although the process was brief, even extremely brief, not so short that these guys couldn't react.

"You being a stone, what soul do you need? Just sleep it off when we get back."

Charon dismissed casually.

"I am a son of the earth, not a stone!"

Mountain Dome Monarch fumed, realizing their numbers were vast but everyone held back; his straightforward nature saw him double-teamed on the battlefield,

"Also, you shout to others, why don't you step up?"

"Aren't I supporting you guys right now? Stop blabbering, you just need to hold that dragon, let Hebei slash once, then we can retreat."

Charon urged impatiently.

However, this Hell poet, disappointedly found that even with three together, the Golden Dragon remained skillful, never offering the Void Blade the opportunity to connect but frequently countering the Sun God Warrior and Mountain Dome Monarch.

This Sun God descendant managed to hold ground with Divine Equipment, but the freshly recovered Mountain Dome Monarch was battered until pieces chipped away, unable to withstand.

"Now it's just you, so isn't it time for you to contribute?"

Left helpless, the Hell poet shifted focus to the seventh member of their group, somewhat noticeable yet easily overlooked, a seemingly fragile young girl.

Illusion Dream Mage, Eve

Her abilities were exceptionally unique, able to drag living beings into dreams and kill them within, whereby all harm incurred in dream relayed directly to reality.