Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire
Chapter 293 - 194: The Clash between Siblings, Gods and Demons_2

Chapter 293: Chapter 194: The Clash between Siblings, Gods and Demons_2

Hulk scoffed,

"These ignorant commoners will eventually realize that the blessings bestowed by these lofty figures are like the light of the Silver Moon, visible but unattainable, untouchable."

"But she is indeed helping them, isn’t she? Why do you have to wear that sarcastic expression?"

"I think she’s just putting on a show, currying favor, competing for the throne with her siblings."

"You think too darkly. Compared to this Princess, what competitive edge do her siblings have?

Moreover, even if it’s a show, isn’t it good as long as the common people below get actual benefits? Do you expect our world to turn into a fairy tale, free of any sin, injustice, and disaster?"

"I don’t have such naive thoughts."

Hulk furrowed his brows and retorted,

"I just think it’s unfair. We follow young master Wayne, doing the same things as this Princess. We help the weak, eradicate evil, and punish the Nobles, yet we never receive any cheers or applause!"

"Cheers and applause, you actually expect such things? And you deny being naive. Have you forgotten our origin? Don’t forget who gave you the chance to stand here, to stand at this height and vent your dissatisfaction with me."

"I have never forgotten."

"Good that you haven’t. Let’s go. I heard that the Princess has several Eagle-Eyed Shooters under her command. We should leave now. We are trouble in the eyes of this city’s Nobles, those greedy parasites will surely request the Princess to deal with us."

The woman squinted her eyes, looking into the distance. With her eyesight, she could see a Knight Order soaring in the sky. When she noticed, several sharp gazes were cast upon her from that direction, and several members of that troop sensed her observation.

"Such is the Silver Moon Princess!"

The woman exclaimed in admiration, as shadows beneath her feet surged like thick black oil, inch by inch engulfing her graceful and proud figure.

"You go first!"

Hulk waved his hand nonchalantly, his eyes filled with shadows revealed a sharp light, his gaunt face brimming with eagerness.

"What do you want to do?"

The originally expressionless woman finally showed a change in her demeanor.

"I want to test the followers of this Silver Moon Princess."

Hulk said casually, at this moment, muscles bulged beneath his slender-looking frame, then sank down, his body swelling at a speed visible to the naked eye, yet he tenaciously suppressed it, striving to maintain his unnoticeable human form.

"Young master Wayne has instructed not to conflict with the Silver Moon Princess."

"I don’t intend to challenge the Princess, just to test her followers. Rest assured, it’s okay. If you’re scared, you can go first; I’ll stay behind, and at worst, I’ll die once."

"You’ve received the gift of a resurrection from the Blood Pool, and you’re planning to waste it here?"

The woman felt the man was unreasonable.

"This isn’t a waste. This little Princess has been tracking our whereabouts recently, tightening her grip."

The man revealed a cold and wild smile on his face,

"I have a hunch; young master Wayne will inevitably face this little Princess sooner or later. Before that happens, I’ll do my best as a loyal hound to gather more intelligence for the young master. We can’t remain clueless about this Princess, can we?"

"If you want to waste your life, I don’t care, but I won’t allow you to drag young master Wayne into it!"

The woman’s aura also shifted at this moment, her long, straight legs were suddenly covered with rows of blade-like carapaces.

"I’m just speculating, never intended to burden young master Wayne."

"Then come with me."

"Let me try once, just once."

"I’ll go with you."

The woman remained silent for a while, then made a concession.

"Aren’t you afraid?"

"Afraid of what? A bunch of immature brats."

A fierce wind as sharp as a knife swept across the high heavens, but when it passed through an invisible thin barrier, the violent wind blades turned into a gentle warm breeze, as soft as a fluffy little beast, inviting one to embrace it.

"Your Highness, we are about to reach Asasel. That city is reportedly one of the main activity sites of the Judgement Knights."

"Hmm."

Parvati looked at the disc-shaped city looming in the distance and nodded slightly. It was the Marquis Domain’s main city, with a population of only four to five hundred thousand, having rather ordinary economic development in all aspects.

A city like this is innumerable in the Kingdom, but it attracted her because of information her followers had uncovered.

The Judgement Knights

It is rumored to be a faction established by the remnants of Devils, judging under the guise of Justice, wantonly harvesting souls. Because they target a specific group, this Knight Order even has its defenders within the Kingdom.

However, despite having defenders, the number of opponents who harbor animosity towards the Knight Order and wish to eradicate it is greater, as the presence of Hellish Demons’ aura is overwhelmingly conspicuous.

Believing them to be Devils converted to Justice is simply a mockery of one’s self-awareness and intelligence. Thus, more people regard them as nothing more than Devils using excuses and justifications to harvest souls.

Regardless of how deserving or brutal the killed were, these judgments should not be enacted by a group of Devils.

There are also voices saying those who do these deeds are not Devils but a group of Tifflins with Hell Bloodline, yearning for Justice, just a pitiful crowd.

Parvati declined to comment on such opinions, as until now, she hadn’t met a single true member of the Judgement Knights.

What truly piqued her interest and started her investigation, was the information on the founder of the Judgement Knights.

Wayne, a low-tier Tifflin without a surname, grew up in a Mountain City in the Elidis Mountain Range. Though some believe this Tifflin has already been taken over by a High Rank Devil and the real Wayne is dead,

Parvati didn’t believe so. She harbored more plausible, more terrifying, and undisclosed speculations because she discovered that this Tifflin boy had even attended the Kingdom’s founding ceremony, only to vanish after the celebration, severing all ties with the Tifflin who raised him.

"Age, birthplace, and growth experiences, the possibility is increasingly high."

The Silver Moon Princess, who had been traveling for over a year, gazed at the near-reaching Asasel with expectations in her eyes,

"Brother, whom I have never met, are we finally going to meet?"

The fact that her brother was a Tifflin indeed surprised Parvati, but there was nothing she couldn’t accept. If it weren’t for such a unique reason, how else would she not know of this brother’s existence?

Everything thus became reasonable. As for her view on Tifflins, she didn’t dislike them, and might even feel a bit pleased.

Investigating what this brother had done over the years, it was hard for her to harbor ill feelings; it was no wonder that the Holy Dragon uncle ancestor would protect him.

"How could we possibly become adversaries? We should not be in opposition at all."

The closer she got, the more she understood, and Parvati became increasingly joyful because she firmly believed that facing such a brother, apart from his sole taint of Hell Bloodline, she had no cause to wield a sword against him.

"Who?"

As the troops arrived at the destination and began descending outside the city gates, a stern shout came from the front.

"Slums, Hulk, daring to challenge a noble Silver Moon Knight! Who among you dares to fight me?"

It was a gaunt young man, yet with each step he took, his frame expanded a bit, sharp bone spurs protruding from his flesh. When he finally came to a stop, he stood thirteen meters tall, an armored giant towering over the earth.

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