Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 227 - 161: Slaying Demons, Beheading Dragons, Killing Through Hell_2

Chapter 227: Chapter 161: Slaying Demons, Beheading Dragons, Killing Through Hell_2

There was no response, and the only response to it was the pitch-black weapon in the hand of the Titan Giant. This weapon, also blessed by the supreme will, at this moment unleashed a power not inferior to any Divine Artifact, even making the Divine bleed.

"Fair? A Dragon Demon actually roaring about unfairness! Hahaha, it’s hilarious, this will be the funniest joke in a millennium of Hell!"

The unwillingness and roar of the Dragon Demon only drew the ridicule of a crowd of Hell Lords watching the fun. Although some of them also participated in this incident, they were more eager to see the fall of this "old friend" compared to the rise of the new Lord.

The death of a Hell Demon Dragon Lord, it is truly something to look forward to, especially the wealth it had accumulated over nearly ten thousand years, which had all the Lords eager to join in the division.

A battle between two Lord-level beings is undoubtedly a more terrifying catastrophe for the demons living in this layer of Hell than a natural disaster.

Every Breath of the Demon Dragon could create a sea of fire over hundreds of miles, and a swing of the Titan’s weapon could also sever endless mountain ridges. Even if they did not do so deliberately, tens of thousands of demons were still evaporated and obliterated with each clash.

This was a terrifying battle, but it did not last long. As the new Lord, who had already been recognized by the other Hell Lords, gradually familiarized himself with the power bestowed by the Hell Will, the balance of victory and defeat in the battle began to tilt noticeably.

"No, this is impossible!"

The roar of the Dragon Demon Lord at this moment was filled with endless pain and anger, as well as an intensity of unwillingness to the extreme, for this battle should not have been like this.

When the mortal, carrying the Titan Bloodline, fell into Hell, everything should have been declared over. The ensuing scene should have been the most terrifying Lord in Hell tormenting the mundane ants who dared to provoke it from the Material Realm.

But now, the mortal who should have long been dead, ground into a pulp, and whose soul deeply tormented, was instead favored by the Hell Will and was crushing and tormenting him.

How could such a thing happen?

This should not have happened at all.

It’s like a nightmare!

With immense unwillingness and a lack of understanding, the enormous and hideous head of the Dragon Demon, larger than mountains, was severed from its neck by the Titan!

This was an extraordinarily terrifying and imposing scene. At the severed neck of the Dragon Demon Lord, the thick, black Dragon Blood still burning gushed forth like a spring from hell, flowing through the shattered mountains and earth.

The countless demon corpses that perished in the great war, if not burned or corroded by the Dragon Blood, could instead absorb the power of the Dragon Blood.

In an instant, tens of thousands of devils were born from this Dragon Blood river. They were a group of extremely terrifying devils, born with heavy Dragon Scales akin to Heavy Armor, covered in hideous spikes all over their bodies, with winding and rugged Dragon Horns symbolizing their extraordinary bloodline.

However, when these devils looked to their creator, the source of their birth, every devil submissively prostrated themselves on the ground, offering their complete allegiance to the being who stepped on the Demon Dragon’s corpse and held its head.

Casius, wholly enveloped and infected by pitch-black Demonic Qi, coldly scanned the shattered earth and the devils showing submission to him, then gazed in all directions at the vast existences implicitly revealing their presence and power to him.

The man once again gripped the sword that was now truly a dragon-slaying and demon-slaughtering blade, condescending to these beings capable of matching the Divine,

"Who will challenge me in battle?"

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A majestic Flying Dragon with bright silver Armor covering its chest and abdomen flew over Elisium City, which had once again returned to prosperity, its loud roar failing to attract the attention of the people below, except for a few newcomers to the city who might glance up with curiosity.

This was a city that, since its establishment, had never been disturbed by war. Although not long ago, the shadow of Hell shrouded the city, not a single demon crossed the city walls to harm the citizens until the Gate of Hell collapsed.

"You’re too merciful, Tidel!"

Gathered atop the Tower within the majestic Elemental Vortex, the Golden Dragon gazed down upon the city stretching to the horizon at the junction of earth and sky, observing the many humanoid races living, thriving, and seeking benefits within the city.

Humans, Dwarves, Elves, Gnomes, hybrids among them, and rarer races like Dragon Descendants, Centaurs, and Snake-men... Elisium had become a mega city of multiracial coexistence.

"Already handled more than thirty thousand people, do you still think it’s not enough?"

"Of course not, those were rebels coveting the crown. If you can’t instill sufficient fear in these rebels from the first, it will make later ones think they can pay the price of failure, causing more bloodshed and chaos."

In Noah’s dragon eyes was indifference.

"You always make sense."

"If you can’t do it, let me sign the orders."

"In my name?"

"Of course."

"I’ll be labeled a Tyrant."

"That’s far better than being known as a mediocre and inept king!"

A teleportation vortex appeared atop the Tower, and a girl with a somewhat weary look on her youthful face stepped over, emerging before the Golden Dragon and the man about to become the New King.

"Aunt!"

"Mother!"

Selena bypassed her children and adopted son, arriving at the transparent floor-to-ceiling window and peered down at the bustling, prosperous city below,

"I’ve visited many Prophets and Astrologers, and received some results that are not too good but not too bad either!"

"My father is still alive?"

Though his mother’s words were cryptic, Tidel was pleasantly surprised; not too bad indicates it’s not very bad, meaning his father has not fallen.

"Of course, he’s still alive, just in a precarious situation."

Selena showed a worried look,

"Those Astrologers and Prophets all say that Casius is now surrounded by many evils!"

"And then?"

Though just a prophecy, Noah showed great interest,

"A very troublesome old fellow said that Casius would never return to our world."

"What?"

Tidel was taken aback.

"However, that annoying old codger said Casius’s life won’t be at risk..."

At this moment, Selena’s expression was very complex or very odd, Noah didn’t know how to describe it, but it was reassuring to know the adoptive father was fine.

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"That old geezer’s name is Ignir, do you think it’s reliable?"

Selena glanced at her son.

"The Great Astrologer of the Star Tower?"

Tidel showed surprise and delight,

"It’s said he has accurately predicted three major events and prophesied the births of some Legends and heroes with almost no mistakes. If so, then I will announce this news publicly."

"Announce it? What are you planning, to use it to stabilize the land’s anxious people?"

Selena sneered, seeing through her son’s intentions with a glance,

"As long as your father hasn’t returned from Hell, he is no different from a dead man to the beings of this world, so don’t rely on Casius."

"Isn’t this a confirmable prophecy? Why can’t it be announced?"

"Do you know how long that old man has lived? Among his contemporaries, fewer than ten are still alive. Who knows him? Will you explain the origins of that old thing to the common people?"

Selena sighed,

"Why not earn the people’s belief through your own ability over your territory? You are soon to ascend the throne, and you must not rely on anyone, whether your father or me.

Since you choose to wear the crown, you must have the responsibility and awareness befitting a King."