Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 972 - 533: The Last Queen, Undead Army (Part 2)

"Don't you find it ridiculous? This is a seed my granduncle created specifically to transform the Abyss against demons, never to target any race or creature in the Material Realm. The ability to grant power is merely a byproduct of its capabilities."

"You finally admit it, this is the creation by that Majesty, the taboo of the gods."

Upon hearing Parvati's words, the girl's expression instantly filled with excitement, as if she had achieved some great victory. But facing the excited girl, Parvati mercilessly dealt a fatal blow,

"Admit it, so what? What do you think you can do?"

"..."

The girl's face, which just manifested joy and delight, instantly froze with a smile that hadn't fully bloomed yet.

Indeed, from the priests to the council, to the royal lineage she was born into, all elves were supporting the presence before her. Even if she admitted it, what could change?

"Whose territory is this, really?"

The dignity of the pig god vanished, and Amber couldn't help but ask.

"Naturally, it's my granduncle, Noah!"

Parvati replied, as if it were a matter of course.

"Noah?! But this place is clearly..."

"Do you know the administrative term for the land beneath our feet in the Holy Sun Palace?"

Parvati interrupted her unceremoniously.

"What is it?"

"Sainfeiren Elf Autonomous Region."

With a few simple words, like a sword that cuts through anything, Amber's remaining dignity and pride were destroyed in an instant.

"Elf Autonomous Region? When did that happen? How dare those fairies do this?"

"It's been some time; it's just that many elves are immersed in past glory and dreams, unwilling to awaken, therefore reluctant to announce the news."

"No, no, that's impossible. How could this be?"

Hit by a thunderbolt, Elf Queen Amber felt somewhat lost; originally, she thought herself to be pitiful like a puppet on stage, manipulated with an empty title of queen, but now it seems, the crown had been long gone, merely entertainment by the elves.

"Parvati, you're the Great Governor of the Royal Court and selected by the Seven Gods, how can you possibly tolerate such occurrences?"

"But Noah is my granduncle, and this place is a world dominated by him. What reason do I have to oppose him?"

"So, I'm not really a queen?"

Having quieted down, Queen Amber showed a bizarre expression of both crying and laughing. Such truth was too cruel for her.

"In the Autonomous Region, you are still acknowledged by the elves."

Parvati consoled.

"But if I leave here, will the countries outside still recognize my crown?"

"In the world, there are no longer any independently existing countries, so your worries are unwarranted."

"No countries?"

"Yes, since the Royal Court has already become an Autonomous Region organized by the Holy Sun Palace, other countries naturally have to accept the arrangement."

Parvati said in a matter-of-fact tone. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

Though granduncle didn't further conquer the world's major forces, when granduncle replaced the Sun, becoming the eternal ruler of the world, grand unification began inexorably.

Violence is unnecessary; just wait for the evolution of time. Any order has its lifespan, any country, in the long run, will naturally decay until it collapses.

According to the original order of the continent, new countries would establish on the ruins of collapsed kingdoms, and surviving nobles have the opportunity to restore their nations.

But under the glory of the Holy Dragon Sun, any destroyed countries will be taken over by the fairies, and the land will be under the Golden Order, with no one able to re-establish or restore a country.

Therefore, as time passes, the number of independently maintained countries in the Dragon Realm becomes fewer. To this day, the only force truly independent is the Elf Royal Court, or now Sainfeiren Autonomous Region.

"I understand."

"What do you understand?"

"This is why you speak with absolute authority in the Royal Court, no longer an Autonomous Region. It's no wonder they are so obedient to you; without your existence, we wouldn't have the chance for autonomy, right?"

"More or less, the fairies have strong control desires; we are already the only Autonomous Region on the Xilantia Continent."

"So your Great Governorship is no longer recognized by us but conferred by your granduncle, Noah?"

"Your little mind is quite perceptive; originally, they hoped I'd coax you, but now it seems unnecessary. Your adaptability is pretty good."

"They truly are hopeless idiots!"

Amber couldn't help but curse.

Originally, she thought being a queen in name only was sad enough, but now it appears even the queen's name was a false foam fabricated by relics indulging in old dreams. In reality, she doesn't even have a name.

"I also think there are quite a few fools among them, but elves grow too slowly, so I currently have no way to replace them."

The superiority of lineage is indisputable; no matter how one dislikes superior bloodlines, within the same time frame, performance growth and potential are better than lower elves.

"Is this why you planted the Dragon Tree? Are you planning to use this Forbidden Tree to transform all elves?"

"How is that possible, you're overestimating it; it doesn't have that ability. It can't support so many elves to draw from it. Only elves that voluntarily gain its favor can receive its gifts."

"But we can indeed rely on it now to build an Undead Army?"

"We?"

Parvati looked at the girl before him, with an eye of amusement and exploration.

"I think you're right, elves should no longer indulge in past glory; we should move towards the Void, joining Holy Dragon's glorious expedition."

Amber's gaze was firm.

She also can understand the racial choice; after all, the world is under the control of a great existence. Even if they wish to remain independent, it's nothing more than a joke, even with the gods' support. Within the world, the authority is not at the same level, there's no possibility of resistance.

"Seems they all underestimated you; you truly excel as a queen."

"There's no longer a queen."

"No, as long as there's one elf that acknowledges, you are a queen."

"If I want, in the name of a queen, to establish a Dragon Sword Legion, would you support me?"

"Happy to serve you, Your Majesty."

With a smile, Parvati gently bowed, and when she straightened up, her gaze towards the girl was entirely different, no longer looking at an innocent young girl but with admiration, looking at a future rising star and the race's light of tomorrow.

"We need more Forbidden Seeds; just one is far from enough."

"So your solution is?"

Parvati found it amusing.

"I'm asking for your assistance, Great Governor, could you go to the Holy Sun Palace once more?"

"You want me to request from granduncle?"

"Well, that's your granduncle. Can he refuse you? Besides, we have no other means; you've just said, one tree isn't enough, we need a forest."

"The Material Realm isn't suitable for planting Dragon Trees. It's a seed for transforming the Abyss and inhibiting demon growth."

"I think we can expand the Abyss Arena. Within the Royal Court, all intermediate and higher officials, and lifelong appointed nobles, must achieve a streak in the arena, otherwise..."