Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire
Chapter 457 - 276 Ancestral Golden Dragon Battles 6-Winged Blazing Angel_2

Chapter 457: Chapter 276 Ancestral Golden Dragon Battles 6-Winged Blazing Angel_2

"That’s right, Your Majesty Noah. Why don’t you just apologize to your wife and admit you were wrong?"

"Why not let us have a look? Don’t you want to build an ark of your own?"

The Spellcasters who came knocking on Noah’s door completely ignored the reason he gave. To them, it was obvious that it was just a minor quarrel between a couple. How could that be a barrier to them boarding the ark?

Some mages, having reached the end of their patience, simply sold themselves to Noah, having no plans to leave in the future. They wanted Noah to provide a solution without lifting a finger. Some were even bold enough to advise Noah to bow to the angels.

"Alright, I’ll find a way. Don’t make a fuss here."

Faced with this group of varied Spellcasters, Noah had no choice but to promise them to find a way to get them on the ark for a day tour.

Apologizing was out of the question. As a dignified Holy Dragon, how could he bow and yield? Even in the face of a divine being, Noah had never bowed, nor did he intend to submit, let alone to mere angels.

"Ophelia, look, there are many Paladins and Professionals in my territory who worship justice and goodness. They want to get close to the Savior Legion and the ark from that time. Can we open the ark for them to visit?"

"Just a visit?"

"Yes, just a visit."

"Do those Professionals who worship and yearn for Heaven include Spellcasters?"

The angel, looking at the approaching Golden Dragon, spoke bluntly and pointed out the hidden motives.

"Of course, there would be Spellcasters. Who wouldn’t yearn for Heaven, apart from those inherently evil races and Professionals? Spellcasters are naturally no exception."

Noah answered as a matter of course.

"Are these Spellcasters particularly skilled at imitation and development?"

Seeing the dragon in front of her still playing dumb, Ophelia wasted no face on Noah.

"There are many types of mages; how would I know what they’re skilled at?"

"Don’t even think about it, Noah. I’ve warned you already. The ark contains many forbidden technologies agreed upon with the All Gods that cannot be disseminated."

Ophelia showed no mercy, denying Noah a way out, and even warned him.

"It’s just a visit, to let the public understand Heaven."

"The ark isn’t an amusement park; it’s a war city built for salvation."

"After all, I’m your partner, right? Can’t you give me a little consideration?"

Noah, who initially spoke softly to the angel, hoping she would relent, grew annoyed when he saw Ophelia would not yield.

"Are we in a partnership? How come I didn’t know?"

The angel’s flawless, immaculate face showed an expression of surprise.

"We even have a son, and you’re still denying our partnership?"

Noah raised his dragon head, no longer maintaining his initial gentle stance, pressing the angel with a more domineering posture.

"Does having a child necessarily mean we’re partners? When did you make a formal declaration? Did we ever hold any ceremony?"

As Noah pressed in, Ophelia held her ground resolutely. She was a Great Angel Leader who emerged from the battlefield, not a second-generation dependent on parental success.

"I’ll declare it publicly right now, and I’ll order a ceremony to be prepared. I want all vassals and favored to come congratulate us."

Noah stated directly.

"I don’t have the time to play with you, and I never said I wanted to have a marriage ceremony with you."

"Ophelia!"

Noah was thoroughly enraged, his patience exhausted.

"What is it, esteemed Holy Dragon Grand Lord?"

As the seemingly enraged Golden Dragon stood before her, Ophelia did not retreat but advanced instead, even revealing her true form as a twenty-four-meter-tall angel, its sacred majesty of legendary sixth rank radiating as it confronted the almost tangible Dragon Power emanating from Noah.

"Let me remind you of the intimate relationships we once established."

"Do you still want to use force on me?"

"I’m your partner, and no one can change that!"

Clang—

Roar—

Accompanied by the sound of clashing swords and dragon roars, Noah’s bedchamber trembled. Overlays of numerous alchemy matrices on the palace gradually revealed alarming Shattered cracks with the shaking.

The lofty and majestic palace walls, towering like mountains, seemed to be on the verge of collapsing and disintegrating in this trembling, naturally attracting the attention of the guards outside.

Not only were Noah’s Cloud Giant Guards and Fairy Dragon Guards present, but also the Four-Winged Great Angel Guard Corps serving Ophelia. However, just as these loyal warriors were about to rush out to assist their respective Sect Master, an overwhelming Elemental Light descended.

"The royal couple is flirting. What are you all joining the commotion for?"

Before these loyal warriors could rush out, they were all repelled. At this moment, a legendary Elemental Sovereign appeared and descended.

She certainly wasn’t eavesdropping from the sidelines but was called over by a certain dragon.

"Do whatever you want; don’t gather here."

"We must get in touch with the Legion Leader!"

Face-to-face with a legendary mage, the four-winged angels showed no fear because on the Savior Ark, the least lacking was the legendary.

In the battlefield where the entire Plane was the range of engagement, legendary figures merely had the high-level qualifications to participate. As for those below legendary, they were purely cannon fodder.

"Stand down, I am fine!"

When the angels insisted on contacting the Legion Leader, Ophelia’s cool voice came from the teetering Shattered palace.

The angels exchanged looks, confirmed the Legion Leader’s safety, and retreated with an inexplicable expression, although the atmosphere that was initially tense had now turned somewhat odd.

They also knew some things about the Legion Leader, although they didn’t understand why this noble figure mingled with a dragon.

But they clearly did not have the qualification to interfere with the Legion Leader’s private life. Moreover, to speak fairly, race aside, solely based on bloodline, that dragon indeed had a prestigious status.

The angels waited for a full seven days before they saw the Legion Leader appearing with a variegated aura and an unusual expression on her face. However, the Great Angel Leader’s expression was no longer as icy as when she first led them, piloting the ark upon descending into this world.

During this period, those Spellcasters who longed for the ark also fulfilled their wish of boarding the ark. The angels agreed to open limited areas of the ark for the residents of the Holy Dragon Land, allowing them to visit.

"Legion Leader, Your Highness!"

"Activate the Eternal Furnace, prepare to return."

Kneeling on one knee, the Great Angel listened to the familiar voice of the Legion Leader. Though there was little difference from the past, it seemed to contain a touch of tenderness and softness, akin to trees that survived a great drought now rejuvenated by the nourishing rains of the wet season.

Buzz—

The Savior Ark, which had hovered over Holy Dragon Land for nearly ten days, uttered a barely audible hum from its core furnace, then started again, slowly ascending.

"Your Majesty Holy Dragon, you have truly worked hard!"

When Noah emerged from the near-Shattered palace, the grouping Spellcasters outside converged on him at the first sight of the Golden Dragon.

"Haven’t you already boarded the ark? Why are you still coming to me?"

Seeing this group of visitors who only came for their own interests, the Golden Dragon, refreshed after seven days of work, although realizing they were up to no good, still asked a question.

"The knowledge and technology contained in the ark are simply too profound. We tried deconstructing it, some tried imitation, but no one could produce any decent results. We’ve accumulated many puzzles, and hope you can provide guidance and answers."

The first Spellcasters to rush to Noah did not come to thank the Holy Dragon but to treat Noah as a problem-solving machine.

"..."

Frequently munching on a few Golden Wisdom Fruits, Noah looked at the crowd of ’buffoons’ in front of him. Though this bunch was pragmatic, they were overly inconsiderate.