Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire
Chapter 340 - 218: Gold Race, Flesh Ascension

Chapter 340: Chapter 218: Gold Race, Flesh Ascension

Boom——

Seeing the Dragon Vein Kobold after Dragon Vein Kobold exploding before him, Wayne frowned. He couldn’t and couldn’t understand how this group, not weak Dragon Vein Mages, was being used as expendables by the Dragon-men to try to convey something to him.

Hiss~ Roar——

Finally, the Crystal Core referred to as the Sun’s Blessing by the Dragon-men found a suitable adapter. After nearly forty compatriots were crushed to pieces, finally, a Kobold withstood this power.

"Behold, this is the blessing from the Sun, even such a lowly species as a Kobold can receive such a noble and majestic power!"

Watching the Kobold undergoing a dramatic transformation, the Golden Dragon-man’s eyes showed a fanaticism Wayne was all too familiar with. It was the look seen only in the devout believers of the Divine religion.

Nonetheless, in this bizarre half-plane full of dangers, where normal species couldn’t survive, it made sense for the highly intelligent Dragon-men to have faith.

Besides, Wayne could easily guess with his toes which being exactly these Dragon-men worshipped.

Taking a look at the Kobold undergoing intense changes, with golden Dragon Scales emerging from its flesh, it was evident. While Golden Dragons weren’t rare in the world, in this region, there was only one with such power.

"It succeeded, we’ve gained another companion!"

The fierce transformation on the Dragon Vein Kobold soon ceased to slow down, and its life form gradually stabilized. At this moment, its body became enveloped by densely packed Dragon Scales and vast sections of bone armor, forming a biological Armor.

It had evolved into a ferocious Dragon-man. Though nearly all its flesh was depleted, the freshly grown Dragon Scales and bone armor clung tightly to the similarly enlarged dragon-shaped skeleton, making it appear frail and pitiful.

However, its misfortune ended the moment it completed its evolution.

The surrounding Dragon-men no longer looked at it as a sacrificial livestock at their disposal; although their gaze wasn’t warm, neither was it indifferent — it was the gaze reserved for kin. It could now continue to live on this land.

"Foreigner, what do you think?"

"Anyone swallowing it, as long as they can withstand it, will undergo a similar transformation?"

Wayne had already grasped what the so-called blessing was.

"Of course, swallow the Sun’s Blessing, as long as you don’t die, evolution is possible."

The Golden Dragon-man divulged even more astonishing news to Wayne,

"Students from your academy have once consumed it and completed the evolution."

"No failures?"

"Of course there are. Not everyone is entitled to receive the Sun’s power."

The Golden Dragon-man exhibited an arrogant expression; its scales shone the brightest among the Dragon-men, thus making it the most conspicuous. Judging by its size, it seemed to be the strongest in this tribe of Dragon-men.

"The consequence of failure is death, so the mortality rate is not zero."

Actively ingesting such perilous transcendent resources isn’t something a Protective Talisman could safeguard against, nor could a teacher intervene in time. From the looks of the consequences of failure, even the Resurrection Technique would be useless as the bodies were too severely damaged — this was the point of reporting directly to the Death God.

However, the enhancement brought by success was too powerful. If Wayne wasn’t mistaken, the so-called Sun’s Blessing could directly bestow a creature with a Dragon Vein.

If such a thing were revealed to the outside world, it would undoubtedly cause a sensation.

Altering life forms is an immensely difficult task, and every Extraordinary Professional is well aware of it. Even Legends only have two chances in their lifetime; most Transcendents have never experienced the taste of life’s evolutionary ascension.

The Sun’s Blessing, this is poison, but for those in need, it’s an unparalleled treasure.

"Do you need it?"

"Yes."

Even though he couldn’t use it himself, Wayne indeed had the need to purchase it.

Just look at these Dragon-men in front of him. They likely evolved from Kobolds, judging by the color of their scales; only a small portion seemed to have consumed the Sun’s Blessing.

Most Kobolds merely infinitely stimulated and enhanced their original Dragon Vein; it belonged to the bloodline power of the Colorful Dragon, which transformed them into Dragon-men but remained just a notch below the Golden Dragon-men.

As for these Golden Dragon-men, it was apparent that they previously didn’t possess the corresponding bloodlines. In other words, their original Dragon Vein was covered upon completing the evolution.

If two bloodlines exist within the same creature’s body, given a significant difference in bloodline ranking, the weaker side would be overwritten. This is an obscure piece of knowledge.

Typically, this knowledge is hardly ever needed; bloodlines are virtually predetermined, and changing them postnatal is not impossible but highly challenging.

Yet now, Wayne had seen the method of change, and it wasn’t difficult; it simply had a high mortality rate. Nonetheless, even with this, this Tifflin was tempted.

Wayne didn’t need to change his own bloodline. He didn’t need it, but his subordinates, his followers, his Tifflin friends did.

Worldly perspectives are difficult to ignore. No one can truly remain unconcerned; even the Divine must consider the feelings of mortals. How could mere Tifflins possibly avoid this?

Yet, breaking free from one’s inherent bloodline is incredibly difficult. Even if someone can manage to change, it’s hard to replicate because it involves personal fortuity.