Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire
Chapter 277 - 186: Serpent of the Ritual, The Primeval Snake Mother_2

Chapter 277: Chapter 186: Serpent of the Ritual, The Primeval Snake Mother_2

Orff saw the Snake Dragons transformed from the Five-colored Dragon Eggs, possessing some characteristics of the Colorful Dragon Clan, yet more predominantly, features from certain Great Snakes. Some of the inheritance in their minds had already been altered.

"Why are there Bronze Dragon Eggs?"

Originally, Orff’s confidence in the Empire grew stronger as he toured the various transformation facilities of the Snakes Hall, until his thoughts froze upon seeing a few lonely Dragon Eggs gleaming with a bronze sheen. Subsequently, his rationality snapped like a string.

"Are you crazy?"

"It’s just a few Bronze Dragon Eggs; your reaction is too intense, Mr. Orff!"

The Snake-man Priest frowned, looking at the suddenly excited and agitated Original Blood Snake-man. Many Snake-men around had already looked over, displaying dissatisfied expressions.

"Just a few Bronze Dragon Eggs? Those are the eggs of the Metallic Dragon Race. Do you know what that represents?"

Orff’s emotions remained intense. As a noble belonging to the southern countries, his Balov Duchy was situated in a central area of medium standing. During the era when the Abyss Gate opened and Demons rampaged, it also faced threats from the Demon Army.

A part of his injuries came from these battles. Fighting against Demons was indeed too challenging for humans.

Back then, his territory was on the brink of destruction several times, yet it survived due to help. He remembers very clearly two instances of aid from the Dragon Clan.

The first aid came from a Golden Dragon, vastly different from his kin. When it appeared, it effortlessly killed the Demon Commander that even made Orff feel despair and prepare to meet death calmly.

He remembers the name of that Golden Dragon to this day: Noah.

The second aid from the Dragon Clan came from Bronze Dragons, which arrived in groups. They were nowhere near as powerful as the first Golden Dragon.

But facing the Demons’ assault, even though they risked being torn apart by the Demons themselves, they fought to the death and refused to retreat. On the walls of his city, there are still traces of Bronze Dragons’ blood spilled in battles against the Demons.

Now, the descendants of these Giant Dragons who fought fiercely against these Demons and protected his territory appeared in the Alien Race palace, spying on his world.

How could he tolerate such a thing? He could forsake his Race to prolong his life, but the benevolent Dragon descendants who once aided him were about to suffer misfortune.

Could he turn a blind eye? Of course, he could, but if he really ignored it and regarded all this as a matter of course, Orff did not know what significance his extended life would still hold?

"Of course, I know, Mr. Orff. The Metallic Dragon Race is a very united Dragon race, and Bronze Dragons are dragons that deeply cherish their offspring. They wouldn’t abandon their children, but so what?"

The Snake-man Priest stared at the Dragon Eggs for a while. His tone carried a dismissive air as he continued,

"Here is a place protected by the power of the Original Snake Mother. Even if Ancient Dragons descend, they will not be able to find this place. Even if they discovered it, those who should worry are not us but those Metallic Dragons!"

"Isn’t your power insufficient? Aren’t you still hibernating, still needing to develop power? Why provoke the Metallic Dragon Race? Don’t you know how powerful the Metallic Dragon Race is?"

"The Metallic Dragon Race is indeed powerful, but their fearsome aspect stems from their unity. However, the powerful Metallic Dragons are scattered across various planes, and gathering them all is a challenging task.

Even though Bronze Dragons value their offspring, ordinary Metallic Dragons, do you think they can summon many dragons? You imagine the Dragon Clan to be too terrifying.

For the Empire, the Metallic Dragon Race that is about to lose the Dragon God’s protection is not frightening. On the contrary, they are excellent transformation targets. I think the Metallic Dragon Race can become a member of the Empire."

"What are you saying?"

Orff looked at the Snake-man Priest before him with bewilderment,

"Do you not know Holy Dragon Noah? Look at what he stands for; how can you say the Metallic Dragon Race is about to lose the Dragon God’s protection?"

"Holy Dragon Noah is indeed a very powerful Dragon race and also very young.

However, he is proof that the Dragon race is about to lose the Dragon God’s protection. Don’t you find his birth too unreasonable?"

The Snake-man Priest, full of confidence as if proclaiming some kind of truth, stated,

"Whether it’s humans, the world, or certain mighty races, when they are on the verge of extinction, they will unleash their full potential one last time. However, often, this burst is just a futile struggle.

Of course, we cannot deny that this burst has its successes, capable of reversing the situation. However, the stronger the race, the stronger the world, the final burst only temporarily halts the decline, it cannot change the final outcome.

Holy Dragon Noah is just the final glimmer of the Metallic Dragon Race’s burst. His existence is not worth fearing!"

"You irrational madman!"

This was Orff’s evaluation of the Snake-man Priest’s preachy declarations.

He hadn’t seen a hint of the Metallic Dragon Race’s impending decline. If anything, the newly established Atlas Kingdom, with hundreds of Dragon Lords occupying vast territories, proved that the Metallic Dragon Race would prosper again.

This kingdom, though ruled by humans, was also known as the Dragon Country of Metallic Dragons.

Many human scholars expressed considerable concern, worrying that in centuries, the Eastern Continent would completely transform into the territory of the Metallic Dragon Race.

"Ignorant mortal, this is a revelation from the great Original Snake Mother. However, I can understand you; after all, before you became a Snake-man, your life was too short and insignificant. The decline of a race like the Dragon Race is measured in millennia or eons. From your lifespan’s perspective, the Dragon race shows no change; in fact, it becomes stronger."

"It’s you who’s the fool. That perspective belongs only to the eternally immortal great beings. Even if the Dragon Race declines, it’s a matter thousands of years later. What does it have to do with you? Why provoke the Metallic Dragon Race now?"

Orff retorted, questioning sharply and incisively.

"That’s not my responsibility. I don’t know why there are Dragon Eggs of the Metallic Dragon Race here either!"

The Snake-man Priest, exceedingly annoyed, let out a low growl.

While recruiting snitches for the Empire, cultivating collaborators, and bringing people to the Snakes Hall, he naturally had to act as if everything was under control and managed.

He couldn’t be frightened out of his senses by a few Dragon Eggs; how could he make people yearn for the Empire or have confidence in it otherwise, but now he had been rebutted to speechlessness.

For with their current power developing on the Xilantia Continent, they indeed should not provoke the Metallic Dragon Race, especially not a tremendously united powerful group like them because it would prematurely expose them.

Who was the fool that stole the Bronze Dragon Eggs, and what was going through their mind?

How strong can Snake Dragons transformed from Bronze Dragon Eggs really be? Can they compare to Snake Dragons transformed from a few unnoticed Red Dragon Eggs?

Now is not the time to provoke the Metallic Dragon Race. The rewards do not at all match the risks, a foolish and mindless endeavor.

"Give me the Dragon Eggs, and I can return them."

"That’s impossible!"

The Snake-man Priest firmly denied,

"You are no longer human. Even if you acquired the complete inheritance and can use the Transformation Technique, you cannot hide your true form before an Adult Dragon.

We absolutely cannot be exposed to the public eye now. You need not worry about this matter!"

Orff remained silent, though a dim light flickered in his vertical pupils.

Even now, he had not forgotten that Bronze Dragon that had fallen before him.

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