Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 757 - 426: Saint Form, Goddess Descends

Crack～

In Cezer’s wooden gaze, the Alchemy Round Shield he took out instantly shattered a corner, and the broken place happened to be where it touched the Frost White Flame Dragon Breath. There were also shocking cracks spreading from this gap across the entire shield.

A masterpiece worth a fortune was thus wasted. Cezer immediately judged that this shield had lost its repair value, with the only worthwhile aspect being the materials of the shield itself.

"Brother!"

Seeing her Dragon Breath destroy her brother’s collection in the blink of an eye, mistakenly thinking she was the culprit, Nancy immediately closed her mouth, not daring to make any further movement, only looking cautiously at Cezer, who fell into contemplation, with a look full of apology.

"I’m sorry, I ruined your collection. I can compensate for your loss."

"Compensate for what? I took this out to test your Dragon Breath; what does it have to do with you?"

The apologetic look in his sister’s eyes pulled Cezer’s attention back to reality. He looked at the barely maintained shape of the shield in his hand with amazement, then spoke with admiration,

"Your power is truly terrifying."

"Mom told me not to reveal my Dragon Breath in front of other dragons. Brother, don’t tell others."

Upon hearing Cezer’s amazement, Nancy immediately warned with a panic-stricken expression.

"Of course, I won’t tell anyone!"

Although amazed by his sister’s unique Dragon Breath, Cezer didn’t think it was a big deal. Although this power was indeed extreme, it was no crueler than his Power of Ashes.

As a descendant of the Holy Dragon, possessing such power is only normal!

If it were like ordinary dragons, it would be a disgrace to the Holy Dragon’s reputation.

"By the way, can I see your Dragon Breath again?"

"Didn’t you already see it, brother?"

"I only saw it once. I want to test again if your Dragon Breath has a similar effect on any equipment!"

Xize’er showed a look of desire and inquiry in his eyes.

"Ordinary equipment can’t withstand my Dragon Breath for long. Mom has already tested it for me. Only Legendary Weapons can withstand it for a while, but even such levels of weapons will be damaged if I continue Breathing for a long time."

"Really?"

Cezer felt both shocked and delighted. He was surprised by the effects of his sister’s Dragon Breath yet delighted that he now had a peer, no longer feeling alone.

"Isn’t that just like the Splitting Skill?"

Solely from the test results, his sister Nancy’s Frost White Dragon Breath had effects on equipment similar to the Spell, the Great Fragmentation Technique, which many High Rank Professionals loathed.

"Actually, it’s different. My Dragon Breath relies on low temperatures to freeze, causing more damage to metal weapons and significantly less to leather and cloth equipment."

Nancy softly explained.

Upon discovering her Dragon Breath’s uniqueness, her mother conducted multiple studies and generally understood the characteristics of her Dragon Breath. She also reminded her never to disclose these to prevent some ill-intentioned individuals from finding ways to counter it.

"So how about its effect on living beings?"

Cezer asked.

The extra destructive effect on equipment due to Dragon Breath could only be seen as an unexpected delight; the most important aspect was its lethality on living beings. As long as it could kill the enemy, it didn’t matter if the equipment was destroyed. Killing the enemy and preserving the equipment is the best outcome.

"Very terrifying!"

This was the response from Princess Nancy.

"Terrifying?"

Cezer showed curiosity and a look of inquiry.

"They will be frozen into ice crystals, but inside their bodies will appear as if burned and carbonized by flames. Even if they have Cold Ice Resistance or Flame Resistance, they cannot immunize against my Dragon Breath. Even with Dual Resistance, it’s still challenging to avoid much damage."

Nancy further explained the effects of her Dragon Breath, then the young dragon became tense, observing her brother’s changing expression.

"Brother, do you think I’m terrifying?"

"Terrifying?"

Cezer was taken aback, then showed an amused expression,

"Don’t you know my title?"

"What title does brother have?"

"They call me the Dragon of Ashes, Shadow of Silence!"

"Wow, sounds scary!"

Nancy snorted, looking dissatisfied,

"Why would they give you such a terrible sounding title?"

"It’s because I’m as special as you are?"

"The same?"

"Want to see?"

"Yes."

Nancy nodded very surely, with anticipation and curiosity in her eyes, as she had never seen a dragon similar to her.

"Then come with me!"

Cezer didn’t like to display his Power of Ashes in front of other dragons, preferring to hide it. But in front of his sister, this descendent of the Holy Dragon had the urge to showcase it for the first time.

"Wow, brother is so amazing!"

When she saw her brother seemingly transform into a Grim Reaper of Destruction, everything he touched or even glanced at, whether animal or plant, turned to ashes as if burnt and carbonized by fierce flames.

"This is nothing; compared to yours, mine is still a bit lacking."

Hearing her sister’s heartfelt admiration and praise, a genuine joyful smile appeared on Cezer’s face.

This was not his first time being praised by a dragon, but it was his first time feeling so happy. His sister’s praise was the purest, without any other factors, purely marveling at his power.

"What’s lacking?"

"My power isn’t aesthetically pleasing, it looks too evil, like a Demon King descending for an apocalypse."