Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 714 - 405: Then Let’s Taste the Goddess
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Noah stared expressionlessly at the Golden Tree in front of him. It was intact, unscathed, unchanged, as if he had never eaten it.
The truth was, he had eaten it, but it was as if he hadn’t. He could effortlessly break off the branches and leaves of the Golden Tree like plucking fruit.
However, the branches and leaves, sparkling and resplendent as though carved from various gemstones, had no taste when consumed. After he swallowed them, the broken branches and leaves would immediately regrow.
Unable to eat even a bit, Noah concluded without further attempts that the only thing he could consume were the fruits that grew on the Golden Tree.
"Where can I find the World Tree?"
Noah pondered but quickly gave up the thought. Even if it truly existed and he found a World Tree, so what?
Was he qualified to be the Destructive Demon Dragon and gnaw away at the World Tree?
Absolutely not!
In places rich with elements, magic potions would be born, and wherever magic potions grew, powerful beings would inevitably occupy them. Of course, they also served as guardians for the magic potions.
How could a Divine Wood that supports a realm not have a powerful presence guarding it? Not to mention the Undying God, even the free and unrestrained Immortal Dragon King was lacking.
Such divine objects were not something Noah could aspire to now. Considering devouring the World Tree to ascend was less practical than considering devouring the world itself. But the world could not be swallowed by the Dragon Clan.
"The legacy of the Ancestor Dragon is still incomplete, or rather, this is all there is. The path to ascending to Dragon King has always been so arduous!"
Noah had a slight epiphany and then turned his gaze back below the Golden Tree, where a battlefield surged with tens of thousands of blood auras. Commanded by the Golden Dragon Lord Alexander, the Dragon Rider Army battled against the expansion army formed by the Wandering Elf Tribe. The initial stages of the war saw a brief stalemate before progressing swiftly, crushing forward hundreds of miles.
The disadvantages of the alliance system showed undeniably at this moment. Comprising major Wandering Elf Tribes, the Moon Spirit Alliance was formidable at its inception, beyond even the Silver Moon Royal Court’s ability to balance, causing them to lose control.
In resisting royal court rule, the Wandering Elf Tribes, as outsiders, could quickly reach a consensus, uniting as a whole. When launching a territorial expansion war to gain more habitats, these Elf tribes could also unify their opinions.
In the early stages of war, the Moon Spirit Alliance could use its size to bully small countries with only a single Legend. With racial advantages and legendary strength, they displayed overwhelming momentum.
When the battlefield favored them, the Elf Tribes could naturally cooperate sincerely, working seamlessly as a unit. However, encountering opponents of comparable size, when the battlefield stalemated and fell into disadvantage, the previously excellent situation immediately became unsustainable.
With inconsistent policies and chaotic command, when the favorable situation dissipated and they fell into adversity, the Moon Alliance, lacking unified coordination, immediately descended into fighting each for themselves. Everyone wanted to preserve their strength, and no one considered the bigger picture.
It’s not that no one saw the problem, but no one could solve it. No Elf had the ability to coordinate the overall situation, nor was there any tribe leader willing to entrust their life and their entire tribe’s life to completely unknown foreign Elves.
Trust is an extremely precious thing, especially when it comes to life and death. The Wandering Elf Tribes cast into the Xilantia Continent by the Gods were evidently unwilling to trust others lightly.
They didn’t trust the Silver Moon Royal Court, so they resisted its rule. Now, in times of crisis when trust was most needed, they first chose to preserve themselves rather than unite with other Elves to weather the storm together.
This is the instinctive response honed over their long wandering life. Eliminating it in less than three or five generations is impossible. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
The self-sacrificing spirit of selflessness doesn’t exist, at least not outside the tribe. Tribes possessing such qualities had long since disappeared into history, or never even left a trace in history.
As a result, the Golden Dragon Lord, who broke through the Moon Spirit Alliance in the first battle, commanded the Dragon Rider Army to relentlessly pursue them, dead set on not sparing the Elves until none were left.
Roar—
The Golden Giant Dragon swept across the low sky, in a roar full of excitement, spewing flames upon the vast living forests. The mountains and forests began to burn, thick smoke billowed, accompanied by helpless wails and painful screams.
Under the dragon’s fire, ancient trees seemingly hundreds or thousands of years old pulled up their roots from the soil, transforming into humanoid legs as they wriggled and crawled with difficulty, trying to escape this Purgatory made of flames.
Yet there were also War Ancient Trees, choosing to fight back with all their might against the threat from the sky. Unfortunately, these Ancient Wood Guardians, nearly unbeatable in defensive battles against other races’ ground forces, seemed too weak and powerless against the Dragon Clan’s attack and could only passively endure everything.
"Ha, a bunch of wandering stray dogs, that’s all they are!"
Atop the dragon’s back, the Golden Dragon Lord looked down upon the burning earth below with a look of contempt, completely indifferent, without a hint of pity or sympathy, even as countless ancient woods struggled and wailed in agony amidst the flames.
Yet Alexander only coldly watched these War Ancient Trees turn to charcoal in the flames because this land was not theirs just six months ago. These ancient trees were brought here by the Elves, and now he was merely erasing species that shouldn’t exist on this land.
