Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 215 - 155 The Posture of Approaching a Saint! Saint Form?_2

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Chapter 215: Chapter 155 The Posture of Approaching a Saint! Saint Form?_2

The Augustus family has endured for several years, naturally attempting to organize forces to utterly destroy the Gate of Hell, but the casualties were extremely heavy.

The ancient dragons summoned by Noah were severely wounded, with one having to return to a dormant state to heal, resulting in a considerable debt for Noah.

Since this is a righteous cause against evil, the costs of summoning and fighting could be waived, but Noah had to bear all expenses for the treatment of injuries, no matter how thick-skinned he was.

How could he let the dragons who helped him pay for their own treatment after getting injured? If this news spread, how could he maintain his standing within the Metallic Dragon Race, and who would assist him again?

"At least five Legendary Devils and a projection of a Hell Lord, sounds impressive, worth a fight."

Casius’s eyes, due to Noah’s description, became increasingly radiant, even to the point where Noah, with his sight, found it hard to look directly.

Casius, being overly excited, didn’t manage to contain his internal power well and leaked a trace, making Noah feel slightly suffocated but allowing the Golden Dragon to spy a bit of reality.

Now Noah estimated his stepfather’s realm was at the level of an Ascender or a Demigod, though it was hard for Noah to assess his combat strength.

Twenty years ago, his stepfather paid an extremely tragic price to defeat a Divine Calamity. Now, who knows how strong his combat power could be?

"I want to try to topple the Gate of Hell. Do you want to join me?"

"Yes!"

Noah nodded vigorously. Was it even debatable? Not to mention the foster father, who was already exceptionally powerful, even in the Golden Dragon’s perception, the foster mother was just as mysterious.

If it were only Casius, perhaps there might have been some suspense, but with the two of them cooperating, Noah felt there was a significant chance of destroying the Gate of Hell.

Once the Gate of Hell is destroyed, the source of turmoil in the Eastern Continent will be eliminated. Even if demons still overrun the land and evil fumes fill the skies, ridding the world of evil and rebuilding order would just be a matter of time, unlike the current situation, where endless waiting is the only option.

"Then let’s go!"

Casius stepped forward, and Selena, waving her magic wand, tore through space to create a portal leading to the Augustus family’s border.

"Hiss~"

Upon seeing the fortress exuding a ghastly aura on the other side, Noah grinned and followed suit.

The moment Casius and Selena, along with the Golden Dragon, descended, even if they restrained their auras, the mutual sensing among Legendaries alerted everyone to their presence, especially when the disparity was irresolvable, the soul-penetrating threat could not be ignored by anyone.

Consequently, when Casius’s foot landed on the blood-stained ground of the fortress, countless gazes instantly gathered on him.

Roar!

Along with a prolonged dragon roar, a Bronze Ancient Dragon soared above the fortress. In its green dragon eyes, vigorous green flames seemed to dance, marking Casius’s presence as overwhelmingly terrifying in the ancient dragon’s perception.

However, upon seeing Noah, the expression of the ancient dragon immediately eased. With this new talent of the Dragon Clan present, they should be allies invited over, though the nature of their existence remained unknown.

Thus, the ancient dragon’s gaze shifted to the terrifying young man, while ignoring the girl surrounded by dense Elemental Light beside him.

The gap between the girl and the boy was like the difference between Sunshine and Starlight, utterly incomparable, though the ancient dragon found the youth increasingly familiar.

Until the fortress’s Supreme Commander, a middle-aged man with a weathered face and greying temples, hurriedly arrived, standing before the young man with uncontrollable excitement, mingled with a hint of shame and apprehension,

"Father!"

The current head of the Augustus family, the Supreme Commander of the Eastern Border Alliance, and the strongest force within the alliance, revered as Titan Power.

At this moment, before a youth, he was at a loss, like a child afraid of being scolded for not doing things well.

For many Legendaries sensing Casius’s presence and arriving hastily, this was simply unbelievable, but for the Legendaries once under the Aristoria Kingdom, it was naturally expected.

Although his appearance had changed significantly, they could all recognize this was the glorious founder of the Augustus family. Without him, his offspring wouldn’t have held the position of the Alliance Commander.

"You did well!"

Upon arriving and seeing his progeny standing in front of him, Casius was taken aback for a while before slowly speaking, with several hints of relief in his gaze as the other’s anxious eyes watched.

"It’s been hard on you!"

A total of seventeen Legendaries were gathered on site, with more rushing from afar. This was the entire force in the Eastern Continent truly willing to resist the Devils.

Though many Legendaries chose to flee, hiding either in regions yet to be invaded or venturing overseas to other continents or planes, avoiding this catastrophe.

Even with many fleeing, the Legendaries willing to resist were a formidable force, entangling the devils of the Gate of Hell, preventing them from wanton invasion.

However, though numerous, most of these Legendaries were merely at the initial one or two stages. The Bronze Ancient Dragon and the Main Angel summoned by Noah’s money and company, instead, were the combat backbone of the alliance.

Of course, local strong ones weren’t lacking; the Eastern Border also had two Near Saints, one being a Paladin wielding a legendary weapon.

If this Paladin desired to serve as the Alliance Commander, it would be widely embraced, for the accumulated prestige of Paladins over many years was undeniable, and in this catastrophe, Paladins were the extraordinary professionals dying the most in battle.

Nonetheless, that senior Paladin had no pursuit for fame and so allowed Ted to assume the position of Alliance Commander.

Indeed, Ted himself wasn’t particularly willing, but there were only a few qualified ones. His strength, though lacking a bit, paired with his father’s formerly accumulated reputation, he managed to hold the role.

"I..."

In the sky, Angels and Dragons circled, with a dozen Legendaries gathering, Ted’s voice choked with emotion at this moment.

This was the first time since childhood he received such affirmation from his father, and the suppressed feelings of frustration and fatigue over the years surged forth.

"At your age, why are you so easily affected by praise?"

Selena, holding her Magic Wand forward, unlike the composed Casius, carried no reserve, warmly embracing Ted, who had grown far taller than her.

Yet, the two’s appearance and build were completely mismatched, seemingly akin to an aged elder hugging a recently grown grandchild.

"Mother!"

"I heard you’re now the Alliance Commander, quite impressive."

The girl gently patted the elder’s back; as a mother, seeing her son appear older than her own form, how could she not feel heartbroken,

"However, a commander should assume a commander’s demeanor; the counteroffensive is about to begin, and you should lead by example."

Woo woo woo——

When a Cloud Giant clad in weathered war armor blew the Bronze Horn, the thunderous drumbeat reverberated throughout the fortress. Giants, Angels, Dragon Group, and the Golden Knights of humanity, the elite of the fortress began to pour out in full force...

After Casius set foot in this fortress, whether Legendaries familiar with his name or those unfamiliar with the ancient dragons, none voiced any objection to the sudden decision for a counterattack.

All Legendaries sensed this man’s formidable strength; even Near Saints felt the oppressive pressure akin to facing a Divine Saint Form before this man.

With such a powerhouse present, shattering the Gate of Hell guarded by the Hell Lord’s avatar might not be an impossible feat.