Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire
Chapter 357 - 226: Immortal King, The Return of the Angel_2

Chapter 357: Chapter 226: Immortal King, The Return of the Angel_2

"No matter how many times I look at it, it’s always horrifying. It’s actually shattered into this ghostly form, like a nightmare. Sigh!"

"Forget it, let’s repair it again. It can add some fun to my boring life."

"But before I engage in this dull repair work, should I go out and take a good look? The natives of this world seem quite friendly to me. It’s been so long, yet no one has come to crusade against me."

The soul fire in the large skeleton’s skull flickered violently once again, but this time he controlled it, preventing an outburst. Even from the depths of the crypt, should his power go out of control, it wouldn’t cause any issues.

However, he needed to master this process, because outside the crypt, every loss of control would be equal to casting a legendary level undead calamity, which is unwelcome anywhere.

"Even controlling my power is an issue! Damn fool, what was the former me thinking? Exactly how many memories did I seal?"

The large skeleton complained once again, but this time he was berating himself.

This was mainly due to a habit he developed over countless years. Living such a long time, he didn’t want to be burdened by his memories, so he would seal his memories at intervals.

This allowed him to retain a great curiosity about the world, keeping his soul lively, ensuring his consciousness and thoughts wouldn’t decay like his body.

"Hmm, if controlling my power isn’t a problem, that means I can go out for a walk. But in my current form, I might look a bit terrifying!"

The large skeleton looked down at himself, with his eyes glancing over his extremely luxurious equipment, revealing his oversized skeletal frame.

In terms of structure, it’s no different from a skeleton soldier. Of course, in essence, all undead are the same.

"I need to put on some armor. Let me see, which one should I choose?"

Just as the large skeleton was selecting his outdoor gear from his collection, deep within the crypt, a stone coffin was pushed open. The figure inside, who was still laying, instantly disappeared.

"Lord Wuzi, I miss you so much!"

"Angel, can’t you act a little more like a high rank angel?"

The large skeleton looked at the six-winged angel pouncing on him, his tone was laced with helplessness.

This being, whose demeanor and appearance exuded a delicate allure, had many characteristics of living creatures. Yet, her pale wings hinted at a deathly aura.

"If you keep this up, I won’t take you with me when I go out later."

"No, Lord Wuzi, I was wrong. Please, take me with you."

...

"Uncle Noah, what are you looking at?"

The golden dragon above had been looking north for so long that the speculating Wayne couldn’t hold back anymore and took a step forward to ask.

"Can’t you guess?"

Noah lowered his gaze and asked with a smile.

"The north? Undead plague?"

Wayne voiced the most likely possibility in his mind, because aside from that, he couldn’t imagine what in the north could attract the attention of this holy dragon.

"Smart."

"What’s happening there?"

"A giant being has awakened and made quite the ruckus."

Seeing his curious nephew’s expression, Noah added,

"But unfortunately, only a few powerful entities like me can sense the disturbance. For someone as weak as you, it’s normal not to feel anything."

"Is it a Witch Demon King?"

Wayne, pretending not to hear his uncle’s belittling remark, directly asked. He was naturally aware of the undead calamity in the north, it’s been all the talk.

"No, how could it be a Witch Demon King?"

Noah decisively denied it. The Dragon Clan had a deep understanding of the undead, who are born through abnormal means, and there were very detailed records regarding the Witch Demons among them.

Any Witch Demon daring to call themselves king would at least be a demigod Witch Demon with amassed divinity. This level of undead would be a scourge wherever they go, capable of unleashing an undead calamity on their own.

The undead calamity here refers to a terrifying disaster capable of sweeping a continent or even destroying the world, not the Nine Rings Undead Magic named undead calamity.

"How could something like that cause such a commotion?"

"Something more terrifying than a Witch Demon King?"

Wayne furrowed his brows. Honestly, this was beyond his understanding and comprehension.

To his knowledge, the Witch Demon King was already the pinnacle of the undead, above which there was no more exceptional and powerful undead.

"Terrifying is an overstatement, but very special."

Noah corrected his nephew’s description.

"What’s special about it?"

"How would I know? Do you realize how far it is from here to the north? This is just what I sensed. If you’re really that curious, you can see for yourself."

If you have the guts, you can try hunting this big guy. Even if it’s not a Witch Demon King, it surely possesses divinity. It’s very weak right now.

In the face of Noah’s provocation, Wayne’s mood remained unchanged, with no thoughts either.

Even a being more terrifying or special than a demigod Witch Demon would be too daunting, even in a weakened state.

Even if he achieved legendary status, encountering such a being, it’s best to steer clear. He understood the disparity among legends.

"Its weakness is only relative to powerful beings like you, Uncle. If you’re interested, you might as well hunt it yourself."

This time, Wayne didn’t stay silent but instead used Noah’s words to sarcastically jab back.

"I have no interest in undead. While they can drop treasures, they become very dirty after soaking in negative energy, and cleaning them up is a huge waste of time."

Though he said this, Noah didn’t actually believe it. A being of such power would undoubtedly possess abundant treasures, but blasting its collection would come at a cost. Since no one wants to be the scapegoat, he’d rather wait.

Wo——

A long horn sounded, echoing in the palace, and Noah showed a surprised look. He then glanced at Wayne, who seemed to have sensed it,

"Go back first and settle your deployments. Once you’re familiar with the environment, I’ll have Sifreya assign roles and tasks to you."

"The aura of Heaven."

Wayne didn’t linger, having already sensed what caused the sudden disturbance in the holy dragon’s palace. A divine creature from Heaven had descended.

"Do angels from Heaven no longer have basic manners? Doesn’t anyone know to announce themselves before entering someone else’s home?"

Noah looked at an old acquaintance before him, enjoying the bewildered look on the other’s face, feeling delighted while teasing a bit,

"Why have you become so big?"

The six-winged main angel looked bewildered at the giant dragon towering like a mountain,

"Is there something wrong with the time flow in your material realm?"

"I’m ninety-three years old this year, is there a problem?"

"Then how did you grow so big?"

All the prepared pleasantries and remarks before the trip were forgotten instantly upon seeing the golden dragon, and Ophelia couldn’t resist her curiosity, getting closer to the golden dragon.

"Isn’t it normal for an Ancestor Dragon to have such a size?"

"What’s normal about it? Do you think I haven’t seen an Ancestor Dragon?"

"That just means you haven’t seen enough."

Seeing this great angel wanting to get handsy, Noah swatted her aside with his dragon tail,

"Let’s get down to business, what brings you down here all of a sudden?"