Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire
Chapter 443 - 269: You, Go Assassinate the Holy Dragon!_2

Chapter 443: Chapter 269: You, Go Assassinate the Holy Dragon!_2

"Even if you can retrieve it, the only thing that can be reused is the arrow shaft. The Dragon Soul Crystal used as the arrowhead and the blessings from those few Majesties will definitely vanish, provided you can hit the target."

"Are you sure it can kill in one strike?"

"Of course. Although this is a weapon specially crafted against the Dragon Species, it is also extremely lethal to us who do not have Dragon Blood."

The old Archbishop raised his hand on which a glove emitting a faint golden light was worn. Even though it was a piece of armor blessed by the Divine, he dared not touch it.

"Very good."

The Dragon Hunter, who was unwilling to reveal his identity or background, nodded,

"Now, I have just one last question."

"Please, go ahead."

"How should I approach that Holy Dragon?"

"..."

"..."

After the Dragon Hunter asked the question, the chamber protected by a certain Divine entity fell into prolonged silence. The Dragon Hunter, wearing a black gold mask, said nothing. Finally, the old Archbishop, responsible for providing the weapon, couldn’t endure it anymore,

"How to approach the Holy Dragon, isn’t this a problem that Your Excellency should consider solving?"

"As a rule, it is indeed my responsibility to solve this, but the target you want to aim for this time is just too special. I have meticulously investigated, but whether it’s teleportation, Shadow Jump, or fixed-point ambush, I have no way of getting close to this Dragon."

The response, tinged with metallic resonance, echoed within the chamber, revealing a tremendous helplessness in the cold voice.

As a professional Dragon Hunter, he detested the Metallic Dragon Race the most, not just because of their intricate network of connections, but more due to their self-defense, far superior to the Colorful Dragons, Gemstone Dragons, and Sub-iron Dragon Clan branches.

And now he was recruited to face that Golden Dragon, which was indeed an extreme case in this aspect, near perverse.

Not to mention that this Dragon had built a magnificent and grand ensemble of magic palaces atop the mountains, and just outside these mountains was a magical spectacle formed by the connection of Mage Towers.

This Mage City also served this Dragon. Such a defense setup, he had never encountered since he took on the career of dragon hunting.

That would be fine, but the key issue is that although this Dragon is exceptionally active in governance, it remains unseen. Even in its lordship’s main city, the sighting reports of this Dragon are pitifully few.

No, not pitifully few; all descriptions of this Dragon are akin to legendary tales. The populace on this land can confirm the real presence of the Holy Dragon, yet no one has seen this Dragon.

This greedy, tyrannical, bloodthirsty Dragon Lord is the most reclusive Dragon he has ever encountered, entirely inaccessible.

"Thus, this issue can only be solved by you. I am helpless."

"We’ve already obtained a Taboo Weapon that can kill with one strike, and now we still have to think of a way to help you approach that Dragon? Then why did we hire you?"

The Archbishop’s tone revealed disbelief,

"Why don’t we do it ourselves?"

"Because you do not want to bear the consequences of hunting a Legendary Golden Dragon. Therefore, you need me to pull the trigger and shoot this crossbow arrow into the Dragon’s heart."

The Dragon Hunter responded coldly, very clear about his position.

The profession he engages in scales profit and danger proportionately. However, even within their small circle, those willing or, rather, daring to target the Metallic Dragon Race are few.

Because targeting the Metal Dragons, the profit and risk are wholly disproportionate, already unbalanced. Unless someone harbors extreme hatred against the Dragon Species, else hardly anyone dares to target the Metal Dragons.

He is one of them; for that reason, even as a legend, he dares not show his face, even when facing his employer.

"...You are correct. We do not wish to bear the consequences of hunting a Legendary Golden Dragon."

The Archbishop stayed silent for a moment, then slowly said,

"But we also do not have any legitimate means to offer you."

"Your Church cannot even meet that Dragon? Is your status so low?"

The Dragon Hunter couldn’t help but blurt out, causing the withered muscles on the Archbishop’s cheek to twitch violently,

"It’s not that our Church has a low status; it’s that the Dragon doesn’t meet with any religious leaders!"

"So that Dragon is deliberately suppressing the faith in All Gods? You can tolerate even this? You even want me to assassinate the Dragon."

The Dragon Hunter’s tone conveyed a sense of puzzlement and incomprehension.

During his investigation, he had already discovered that the number of followers of True Gods on this land dominated by a Giant Dragon was far less than those who believe in Dragons.

The most absurd thing is that the Dragon never actively promoted belief in itself, and there were no Temples built for it in its land, nor were there Priests preaching for it.

"It hasn’t suppressed the faith of All Gods. Any True God Church just needs to notify to build a Temple on its land."

Athough hostility had arisen and an illicit act was planned, the old Archbishop wouldn’t deny or defame that Dragon,

"But precisely because there are far too many Churches spreading faith, no singular Church can dominate the belief on this land. Instead, the ignorant populace worshiping that Dragon remains mainstream."

"..."

The Dragon Hunter expressed no opinion. Though he hated the Dragon Clan, he had to admit that the quality of life in the territory of this Dragon Lord far exceeded that of most countries he had traveled to before. Only Heaven and Heavenly Mountain, upper planes, could compare.

"If that’s the case, then cancel the contract. I choose to abandon the mission!"

"Abandon? But you are..."

The Archbishop’s face showed a look of shock, knowing some background of this self-proclaimed independent Dragon Hunter not affiliated with any force.

If it weren’t for some special background, how could this guy daring to strike against the Metallic Dragon Race survive until now? It was precisely because he was needed that he could still operate in certain dark places.

"I am willing to fall on the path of dragon hunting, but that does not mean I can die without meaning."

The Black Gold Dragon Hunter interrupted the old Archbishop’s words without mercy,

"Do you think without a legitimate means, I can use force to storm through and see this Dragon?"

"..."

The Archbishop fell silent yet again.

"The identity of this Dragon is too special, which is why you sought me out, but I must regretfully tell you, I can’t accomplish it."

The Black Gold Dragon Hunter glanced with some regret at the Taboo Arrow, claiming it could kill even an Ancient Golden Dragon on the spot.

He did want to try shooting this arrow into the chest of that Sealing God Dragon, but unfortunately, the Dragon’s self-protection was overboard, and he found no opportunity.

Of course, he could choose to stake out, after all, according to records, that Dragon would still fly into the sky to patrol its territory, but the time would be too long. Would he spend decades or even centuries staking out a Dragon? And he still couldn’t get too close.

"I am willing to pay the price for breaching the contract."

"No, there’s no need; I will report the reasons you stated."

The Archbishop shook his head.

"How could you sit back and watch this Dragon develop to such an extent?"

The Dragon Hunter couldn’t help but ask,

"If this Dragon stays in its palace, then there’s nothing you can do, unless your god is willing to descend."

"Since you have chosen to abandon, the following matters have nothing to do with you."

The old Archbishop’s expression had little emotional fluctuation left, reverting to initial indifference.

"I know. You didn’t just hire me, but their final decision won’t be any different from mine. People like us are not afraid of sacrifice, but we will never let our lives be wasted in vain."

"You know?"

"If I can’t even distinguish my peers, I would be too incompetent."