Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire
Chapter 102 - 99: Outbreak, Domination, Oppression (4K, asking for support on first subscription)

Chapter 102: Chapter 99: Outbreak, Domination, Oppression (4K, asking for support on first subscription)

"Then did you ask for my opinion?"

Word Spirit·Tyrant

The air surrounding the Elf Mage’s location suddenly turned incredibly heavy as if an invisible mountain had fallen, pressing down on him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

In that moment, one after another, the magic ornaments on this High Elf Mage exploded, and splendid spirit light spread out, colorful and beautiful.

A narrow spatial crack appeared instantly, swallowing the Elf Mage’s silhouette. The next moment, Mikal appeared in the high sky hundreds of meters away.

However, at this time, the Elf Mage no longer had the calm demeanor he had when he first appeared because blood was flowing from his mouth, nose, and ears, looking both tragic and frightening.

"What is this?"

Mikal looked incredulously at the Golden Dragon, wiped his chin with his hand, and after seeing the crimson blood on his fingertips, his expression turned dark and sinister,

"Dragon Power? No, no, this is not Dragon Power!"

As a High Elf who had lived for hundreds of years, he had certainly seen real adult Dragon Species and experienced Dragon Power, knowing what it felt like to be oppressed by it.

But the feeling he just had was completely different. It was as if an invisible Dragon Car was crushing towards him, hitting him without any chance to react, and the fact that all his preset defensive magic ornaments were triggered is the best proof.

This was an attack spell similar to Dragon Power but more lethal, encompassing even the body.

"Who allowed you to set difficult questions on your own and deliberately punish students?"

Noah’s gaze followed, and the might of Word Spirit·Tyrant shadowed him.

However, the Mage was prepared this time, implementing dual protective spells for both mental and elemental defense, though they creaked under the pressure in the next instant, appearing overwhelmed.

"How dare a juvenile dragon who hasn’t even mastered basic shapeshifting question my teaching methods!"

Mikal gritted his teeth, anger flaring in his eyes, not believing he did anything wrong.

Indeed, he was an Elf supremacist and did despise those of impure bloodlines deemed inferior, but he also imparted true knowledge. It was just that the inferior’s talents were lacking and did not remember them.

So, he gave a small punishment. But that was merely insignificant external injuries, easily healed with a trivial low-level healing spell. Yet, this Golden Dragon sought trouble with him over it, which he found absolutely unreasonable.

"Shapeshifting? I just dislike humanoid forms."

Noah laughed disdainfully, then his figure appeared in the high sky hundreds of meters away. Although the Golden Dragon preferred Word Spirits that could be unleashed with a thought, he had never relaxed in studying spells applicable to various situations.

"You seem to think highly of your spell prowess? Then let’s have a match!"

Flowing flames, rotating ice crystals, and leaping thunder... In the eyes of the uninformed onlookers, all they could see were these suddenly exploding, crisscrossing Shape-shifting Magic spells.

But in reality, the battle between spellcasters involved teleportation and counter-teleportation, warnings and counter-warnings, and would even include curses and counters. If all else failed, a true Mage could always draw a dual-wielding greatsword and showcase Unrivaled Sword Skills.

In a relatively fair evaluation, this High Elf Mage was quite a well-rounded hexagonal spellcaster, able to fight, withstand, and flee.

Only he encountered a similarly skilled caster in the Golden Dragon, unable to employ his last resort. He truly was adept in dual-wielding sword skills and had excellent bow skills that could compete with the same race’s Wanderers. But against the Golden Dragon, unless he was out of his mind, he wouldn’t draw these close-combat techniques.

"Bored now. You’re only this much!"

When the Golden Dragon no longer dodged, not even casting spells, the battle proclaimed its end,

"I thought you were strong, but it turns out you’re just this."

"You!"

Mikal watched as his modified spells blasted onto the Golden Dragon’s unfolded wings, his mentality collapsing as he saw the exploding flames of the Phoenix transform into flowing fire, scorching the Dragon’s wings, making the scales on the wings shine even brighter. The following thunder was the same, and several Shape-shifting Magic spells that followed were blocked by nearly instantaneous Elemental Shields. The mutually counteracting elements created annihilation reactions yet failed to harm the Golden Dragon in the slightest.

"This is as far as you go."

Noah looked at the Elf Mage, and Word Spirit·Tyrant suppressed once more. In an instant, tiny photons appeared, condensing into six chains that wound towards the Mage.

Light Binding – Six Chains

The Elf Mage hadn’t yet resolved his bindings when nine shining stars appeared one by one beside him, transforming into a Star Palace that completely engulfed his figure, vanishing from the onlookers’ view.

Word Spirit: Nine Luminaries Star Palace

"Haven’t you released enough?

A tall young female Mage descended from the high heavens, her Magic Robe barely hiding her slender figure, looking at the Golden Dragon.

"He punished Gwen."

"The crime does not warrant death, release him."

"Let him go; he doesn’t deserve to stay here and continue being Gwen’s teacher."

"Alright."

At the same time Selena agreed, Noah let go of the control over the Nine Luminaries Star Palace, which went out of control and began rampaging, as star after star exploded.

Finally, a ragged, blood-covered, weak figure appeared, falling from the sky.