Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire
Chapter 366 - 231 Who’s Playing Who?

Chapter 366: Chapter 231 Who’s Playing Who?

Squeak~ Squeak~ Squeak~

The richly colored lead clouds churned in the dull sky, bats with blood-red eyes as clear and pure as gemstones flew around the ancient castle. A handsome young man leaned against the castle’s window sill, looking out at the deathly still world dominated by black, white, and gray, his expression indifferent.

Hmm-hmm~

Amid the silence of all things, a whisper filled with allure and laziness sounded. As Wayne turned his head, he cast his gaze into the room at the woman half-buried under the blanket.

"What are you looking at?"

In the dim light, her snow-white skin gleamed faintly as she carelessly stretched her graceful limbs, even though not a stitch of clothing covered her.

"Besides you, is there any other beautiful sight here worthy of my attention?"

Wayne looked at the Blood Clan Duchess approaching him gracefully and stretched out a hand to embrace her. Her tender warmth, the softness of her skin more delicate than the finest silk, even had a faint warmth, indistinguishable from a living creature.

Having a temperature close to that of living beings is one of the traits of a Blood Clan Duke. The lowest ranks, just like blood servants, are merely moving corpses.

The higher the bloodline level of the Blood Clan, the more traits of living beings they possess. The highest-ranking Blood Clan is indistinguishable from living beings, with an extremely vibrant vitality, yet they can seamlessly wield the power of the undead and enslave the undead.

"Am I not enough?"

The woman nestled in the young man’s arms extended her crimson tongue, gently licking Wayne’s neck, feeling the blood full of vitality coursing beneath his skin, unable to resist biting her vivid lips.

"Having you is certainly wonderful, but I am not so easily satisfied."

Wayne pinched the Duchess’s chin, lowered his head, his eyes deep as the night meeting the longing-filled blood-red eyes, appearing lovingly like an infatuated couple.

But the purpose of maintaining this posture is known only to them.

"What else do you want?"

The woman hooked her hand around the young man’s neck, showing the same affection as if filled with passion, but actually, she wished to drain the blood of the youth before her.

Yet she was reluctant, wanting to keep this man entirely within her castle, becoming her exclusive private collection seemed better.

Unfortunately, this was a man with endless ambitions burning within, such men could never be willing to become a mere collectible in a castle.

"Land under the sun!"

The man, having received clear instructions from a certain dragon, replied,

"I am tired of living on such a lifeless land."

"In that case, never say this in front of the undead aside from me, they would not be pleased to hear it."

The Blood Clan Duchess’s gaze sharpened, then she smiled charmingly, her fingers tracing down the young man’s neck into his collar, drawing circles lightly on his chest, feeling the strong heart beating beneath flesh and bone,

"Your background is already under much controversy; last time at the meeting, I nominated you to become a member of the Immortal Council, but some guys doubted your origins and united to veto my proposal."

"Who opposed me?"

Wayne’s expression turned extremely stern, even though he had little interest in entering the core power level of the Great Graveyard, he had to appear this way at the moment.

"You want to know? They are all subordinates greatly trusted by Immortal King Wuzi, some of whom even I am very wary of. Even if you knew, what could you do to them?"

The Duchess asked with a smile.

"Knowing who bears malice and dissatisfaction towards me allows me to prepare, to guard against them. Would you like to see me suddenly die, murdered one day?"

"I am greatly looking forward to that day. On that day, I will give you the most perfect Initial Embrace, granting you a new life."

The Duchess’s eyes revealed a frantic look.

"You cannot transform me."

Wayne grabbed the woman’s hand exploring towards his lower abdomen,

"Tell me, who in the council opposes me?"

The so-called council is a new ruling class formed by powerful undead after the Immortal King falls asleep. Since no one has overwhelming power like the Immortal King, all affairs can only be discussed among the undead.

"Do you really want to know?"

"Of course."

"Then, what are you willing to pay for it?"

"What do you want?"

"I want you to satisfy me!"

"Alright."

Wayne held the woman and prepared to stand up.

"No, right here. That’s the fun."

...

"Black Knight King, Gerod, Banshee Commander, Melanie, Chief of the Corpse Witch Group..."

Noah looked at the list presented to him, seeing each terrifyingly formidable Great Undead in the Northern Land, he looked silently at his grandnephew opposite him,

"You say these seven Legendary Undead are the reason hindering your further advancement?"

"Yes, I have already won over the Blood Rose, Helena Ramirez. She has nominated me again to enter the Great Graveyard and become a member of the Immortal Council, but once again, these undead have obstructed me."

Wayne reported his current situation to Noah, he had run out of orthodox means to continue advancing and gaining more power.