Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire
Chapter 345 - 220: The Legion Conquering the Plane_2

Chapter 345: Chapter 220: The Legion Conquering the Plane_2

The girl clasped her head and let out a wail; she really felt it was such a pity.

Though now the Augustus family’s third generation is exceptionally prosperous, surpassing any previous generations, to her, Wayne’s genius unwilling to accept even the family name is undoubtedly a tremendous loss to the family that can never be remedied.

"If he had thought of apologizing, things wouldn’t have come to this."

Noah understood Uranos too well, after all, he was taught by him, and he had told the guy directly that as a Monarch, even if you make a mistake, you must absolutely not admit it. A Monarch’s repentance and acknowledgment is a tactic to be used at most once in a lifetime.

If used correctly, it can instantly reverse the situation and boost prestige; otherwise, frequent apologies would only sweep a Monarch’s dignity away, leaving no authority.

Anything, if excessive, loses its value.

"Then what to do?"

"What to do? Let nature take its course, isn’t that fine too? Even if Wayne denies it, the Titan Blood he inherits is real, and everyone knows his identity."

"Let nature take its course? Let him wander outside the family."

Gwen frowned, dissatisfied with this result.

"What else would you do? Bring him back and make him the successor to Uranos? Have you ever thought, what kind of ruler would he be if he became a King?"

"I never said to make him King."

Gwen argued, though she had a high opinion of her nephew, she didn’t think he was suited to become the King of Atlas.

"You didn’t say it, but your brother surely thinks so."

Uranos’s obsession with Titan Blood is beyond doubt; if Wayne had shown a hint of Titan Blood at birth, even if polluted by Hell, Uranos would definitely have kept him.

"Dragon Dad, who do you think is most suitable to become my brother’s successor?"

"You’re asking the obvious."

Alexander has now fully replaced his siblings, becoming the forefront of the young generation in the Atlas Kingdom.

Even though quite a few people already call him the Crown Prince, Uranos has shown no inclination to make him his heir.

Despite Alexander’s excellent performance, even before merging with Dragon Blood, as the fourth-generation eldest brother, he had already built a renowned large adventuring group with his charisma.

Upon completing the transformation through merging with Dragon Blood and receiving commendation and rewards from Uranos, Alexander didn’t forget his past friends, promoting those who kept up and finding placements for those who didn’t.

Unforgettable old friendship, benevolent and righteous, with such a conspicuous identity as the legitimate eldest son, it’s hard not to notice him. Compared to the already tarnished Silver Moon Princess, this noble Golden Dragon Knight is clearly a more worthy figure to follow loyally.

Unfortunately, a perfect Prince who can conquer lands with might and develop armies and build cities with strategy can’t compete with a Tifflin offspring with Titan Blood.

If Tidel were the one designating, Alexander’s ascension likelihood would be high. Unfortunately, the one sitting on the throne is Uranos, meaning Alexander’s excellence is meaningless.

The throne that seems just within reach for Alexander is forever unattainable.

As long as Uranos is around and retains the right to appoint the next King, Alexander cannot ascend the throne.

"Alexander is more suitable than Wayne to be the Kingdom’s heir."

Gwen also agreed on this point.

"Your brother doesn’t think so; in his eyes, Wayne is the perfect heir."

"So, Dragon Dad, you’re arranging Wayne?"

"I can let him realize greater life potential."

"What?"

"Take a guess."

"How could I possibly guess it right?"

"You can’t guess this? Fake daughter!"

"I wasn’t born by you in the first place."

"But I raised you."

"Hmph!"

The girl snorted softly, a look of reluctance on her face, but that cold and proud expression didn’t last long before Gwendolin leaned close to Noah’s head, gently tugging at the newly grown short whiskers under the chin of the Golden Dragon,

"Dragon Dad, just tell me, even if just a little hint, I bet you won’t just make him a teacher."

"Of course, compared to becoming a swordsmanship teacher who imparts education, I think he’s more suited to becoming a Legion Leader!"

"Legion Leader? Is this the position where he can realize greater value? Can it compare to becoming a Monarch?"

Gwen inquired with curiosity.

"Do you think I would let him become an ordinary Legion Leader?"

"Then what is an extraordinary one like?"

The girl continued to pursue questions.

"Have you forgotten the research subject I let you lead?"

Seeing his daughter set to ask to the ultimate detail, Noah stopped acting mysterious.

"The biological modification surgery with safety and stability!"

Gwen’s eyes lit up, as if she had grasped something, yet this spark of insight wasn’t enough for her to infer all of the Golden Dragon’s ideas before her.

"This is the necessary pre-technology for the future birth of Wayne’s Legion soldiers."

The establishment of the Dragon Domain, on one hand, is to have more Dragon Blood Followers, but on the other hand, it’s also to select sufficiently powerful Legion Soldier seeds.

Nevertheless, what Noah didn’t expect was that after foster mother Selena’s intervention, the Dragon Domain, an environment that can compete with Hell in terms of harshness, would bring him so many surprises.

Under extreme environmental pressure, indeed, one can see miraculous bursts of life.

Because in the civilized world, valued ethic and morals, etc., in the face of survival threats, all become unimportant; all activities revolve around survival, hence many means considered as taboo are all put into use.

Originally extremely unstable, the Shahua Fishmen’s bloodline, when thrown into the Dragon Domain, with a close to one hundred percent mortality rate, selects the rare few mutation individuals capable of adapting to the environment, and these mutant individuals form a brand new race that even fishmen don’t dare to acknowledge.

These new variations, to adapt to the environment and gain stronger competitive edge in the Dragon Domain, won’t hesitate to anatomize kin and distort offspring.

Their actions, for the Wisdom Race living in a civilized world, are a direct assault on principles, hard to accept and tolerate.

However, everything is for survival; this is the survival path they found for themselves, and no one can blame them.

As for Noah, who created all this, he presents the fleshly results constructed from millions of Fishmen skeletons as exhibition pieces to establish experimental projects.

After all, the methods of this group of Fishmen mutants are too crude. Although they are replicable, their success and wastage rates are unacceptable. Noah needs more perfected biological modification technologies, with as wide an application range as possible.

"Legion soldiers?"

Gwen’s expression froze for an instant, then she couldn’t help but exclaim,

"Dragon Dad, such biological modification techniques can already be considered forbidden, yet you wish to use them to create soldiers, what kind of Legion is this? What exactly do you intend to do? Conquer the world?"

"Truly smart, worthy of being my daughter!"

Noah flashed a look of praise.

"You really want to conquer the world?"

The look at the Giant Dragon before her completely changed; she had never thought the Golden Dragon, who seemed so laid-back, would have such ambition.

"What expression is that? You look so strange. Is conquering the world a terrifying goal? I didn’t say I want to conquer our world; other planes can also be conquest targets."

Seeing his little daughter at a loss for what expression to make, Noah couldn’t hold back a laugh,

"As a Legion Leader of a Plane Conquest Legion, wouldn’t this be a better arrangement for Wayne than becoming a King?"