Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire

But this rapid progress came to an abrupt halt, as if hitting some invisible barrier, and from then on, Sorlon was no longer able to awaken more bloodline power.

At that time, although Sorlon sensed that he couldn't make any more breakthroughs, he wasn't too flustered, as similar situations were recorded in the family's ancient texts.

So, Sorlon had the leisure to do some trivial activities to distract himself when not training. It was then that Sorlon happened to find an egg abandoned in the forest for some unknown reason.

Not feeling particularly indulgent, Sorlon chose to hatch the egg, and from it, he got what appeared to be an evolved form of a Kobold—a Dragon-man. It had neither wings nor Dragon Horns, looking like an upright walking Golden Scale lizard.

Initially, Wayne didn't put this Dragon-man on an equal footing with himself; instead, he treated it like keeping a pet, a way to pass time and entertain himself.

But within just fifty years, Sorlon watched as the Dragon-man he once viewed as a pet gradually grew under his support and training, bit by bit catching up to him, until finally standing on an equal footing.

What Sorlon couldn't accept the most was that this equality was only temporary, as the other party not only equaled him but also had the potential to surpass him.

No, in the foreseeable future, this Dragon-man will definitely surpass him, because he himself has reached a standstill and cannot awaken more bloodline power.

Meanwhile, the Dragon-man in the Dragon Domain can continue to enhance its bloodline power and become stronger, making their limits not on the same level.

In a way, Sorlon's current twisted and breaking mindset largely stemmed from his impulsive adoption behavior fifty years ago.

Of course, even without this incident, Sorlon felt that his state wouldn't be much better because he hadn't had any breakthroughs for a long time.

The bloodline gave him the power and opportunity to break class barriers but only led him a short distance before trapping him in place, no matter how much effort and sweat he put in, he couldn't move forward.

Nothing is more despairing than this, though now Sorlon's living environment and treatment are far better than as a Wanderer, but to calm his mind now, he recalls his life as a Wanderer.

"Do you want to have a fight with me? Relieve some pressure, I feel like I've gotten a bit stronger again."

Knowing that something was odd about the Giant who raised him, but without much thought, Raymond took the initiative to suggest.

"You've gotten stronger again?"

The Giant, who appeared calm on the surface, suddenly looked up, glaring fiercely at the tall and imposing Dragon-man, his eyes flashing with terrifying lightning.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

Though he could no longer sense the threat from the Giant who raised him, Raymond couldn't help but take a few steps back, as the expression on the Giant's face was too intimidating.

"Why can you become stronger so easily?"

Sorlon mumbled with resentment.

"But isn't everyone like this? Only you are different from us."

Raymond answered straightforwardly. In the Dragon Domain, as long as one fights and collects enough Dragon Crystals, even a lowly Kobold can leap to become a noble Dragon Wing Lord.

"I'm different from you? How am I different?"

"Why don't you try the Dragon Crystal? Maybe it could make you stronger too."

Raymond casually complained, seeing the Giant whose expression wasn't quite right.

This is common knowledge in the Dragon Domain, if you want to become stronger and evolve, go collect Dragon Crystals.

"Dragon Crystal? No, it's useless to me."

The words were said with no ill intentions, but for Wayne, distressed over his stagnant Bloodline Awakening, they struck a chord, and the world suddenly became brighter before him.

Knowing the roots and operating rules of the Dragon Domain, he understood what the Dragon Crystals, contested by many creatures in the Dragon Domain, were—they are derivatives created from the True Blood bestowed by the Holy Dragon Emperor.

These powers are useless to him, unable to change the Titan Bloodline, but what if he could obtain a drop of True Blood?

Could he acquire the Dragon Vein while having the Titan Bloodline?

As an Awakener who returned to the Augustus family after awakening, Sorlon didn't have a strong sense of belonging to the family or a strong identification with the Titan Bloodline.

Especially now, the shackles of the bloodline cause him immense pain, whereas seeing those with the Dragon Vein advancing rapidly, such contrast would naturally stir thoughts in him.

In the past, Sorlon could restrain his thoughts, trying to convince himself to focus on the Titan Bloodline and not be too greedy, desiring to possess two supreme bloodlines.

But now, Sorlon could no longer suppress such thoughts. Even knowing that merging the two bloodlines was extremely difficult, akin to a pipe dream, he still wanted to try once.

"How many Dragon Crystals do you have?"

After the idea formed, Sorlon took the initiative to inquire.

"I have some, do you want them?"

"Yes, I want to give it a try."

Thus, when Noah's will projected into the Dragon Domain, he beheld a Golden Giant immersed in the Dragon Blood Pool, strands of golden dragon blood burrowing into his flesh, bringing pain akin to being cut into a thousand pieces.

Crackle~

Under the invasion of the dragon blood, the bloodline hidden within the Giant's body started to riot, resisting the dragon blood's erosion.

"An interesting idea, but without external intervention, there's no chance of success."

Noah immediately saw through the intentions and thoughts of the seventh generation Augustus, which, to some extent, aligned with his own.

But the problem is, this crude and primitive method of bloodline fusion is a shortcut to acquiring the Dragon Vein for any ordinary being who unfortunately falls into the Dragon Domain, provided they survive.

But for him, a Titan Bloodline Awakener, it was purely self-torture with no other purpose.

To have two supreme bloodlines coexist in one body, one must have one side dominate completely and lead the other.

As for balance, that's beyond the play of small potatoes like this; if such a maneuver could be performed, bloodlines wouldn't be necessary.

"What are you doing? Punishing yourself?"

With Word Spirit·Emperor projecting his consciousness and using the Power of Faith to form a temporary Dragon-man body before Sorlon, Noah looked down on the Giant in the blood pool.

"Holy Dragon Emperor!"

Fearing that his actions had violated some taboo, Sorlon was both terrified and flustered, bowing his head in apprehension.

"Do you want to obtain my bloodline?"

"Yes, I want to receive your blessing!"

Hearing the descended Holy Dragon plainly voice his inner thoughts, Sorlon simply decided to go all in, as he felt he had no secrets before the Holy Dragon.

"Isn't having the Titan Bloodline enough?"

"The Titan Bloodline is indeed powerful but incomplete. I want to become stronger, I wish to fight and serve you like Granduncle Alexander, please give me a chance!"

Sorlon raised his head, his fervent gaze full of desire.

"You want the chance, I can give it to you, but are you willing to bear the consequences?"

Noah casually spoke of the possible outcome he might face,

"Once you accept my True Blood blessing, the power of the Ancestor Dragon and the Titan Bloodline will battle in your body, using it as a battlefield.

You have no entitlement to intervene or manipulate, you can only endure until one side wins, and if you fail to hold on, then your body will... boom, likely explode."