Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 208 - 152: The Fall of the Capital, The Demise of the Old Mage

The Dragon Group and the Angels soared together beneath the sky, but this harmonious scene didn’t stir anyone’s interest. Even the most optimistic Brass Dragon fell silent upon witnessing the horrifying scenes below.

The magnificent and beautiful landscapes were trampled under the fiery hooves of Demons, countless lives slaughtered, and bodies torn in half became commonplace.

There were also mashed remains crushed into indistinguishable pulp, hanging on thorns, blood tears in the corners of their eyes, infants with limbs gnawed to shreds; female Divine Priests subjected to inhumane humiliation and torture...

The cruelty and savagery of the Demons were displayed in bloody vividness, sins that no books or words could describe, crimes beyond capacity, even returning the same pain in full would not vent their inner fury.

"These damn scum, I’ll slaughter them all!"

"President, summon the Ancient Dragon, I don’t want any Demon that has ravaged here to return to the Abyss alive."

"Indeed, not a single Demon should be spared, we must bury them all on this land."

"Make them regret setting foot here again."

"I am willing to contribute all my wealth."

Upon hearing the last sentence, Noah could fully sense the wrath of the Dragon Group. To a group of young Metal Dragon Species, full of hope and justice, witnessing a civilization ravaged by the Demon Army firsthand was an unimaginable psychic shock.

The descriptions left in the bloodline inheritance by their ancestors seemed so pale and powerless in front of the bloody scenes before them, only by seeing it personally can one understand why Demons are evil creatures that everyone wants to kill.

Noah’s thoughts didn’t differ much from these Young Dragon Species. After all, an extra dozen years mean nothing before the Dragons, and his worldview overlapped greatly with that of the Metal Dragon Species.

Thus, Noah as the President funded half, and the other half, with no wealth, the Young Dragon Species pooled together to summon a Legendary Ancient Red Copper Dragon from the Other Shore Continent as an exchange.

Rumbling—

A majestic space vortex formed mid-air, rolling sand accompanied by the roaring shock of space force, flying down from above.

Roar!

A Giant Dragon with beautifully golden scales emerged from the vortex, its bronze color gleaming under the occasionally slicing through dim clouds’ sunlight, observing the younger kin that had summoned him.

"Abyss invasion? Unexpectedly, three hundred years later, witnessing history again, these base and ugly mindless evil truly have no memory, I wonder if any Demon still recognizes the great Red Flame Meteor!"

With a sigh, the Ancient Dragon came across space. Facing the Abyss invasion, there was no fear in this Ancient Dragon. Instead, nostalgia filled his bright pure gold vertical pupils.

"Red Flame Meteor?"

Upon hearing the words of this Ancient Dragon, Noah couldn’t help but murmur because such a title didn’t sound like one that should belong to an Ancient Dragon. It sounded more like a title that would be given to a younger and more impetuous Dragon Species.

The titles of Dragon Species would constantly update and increase as their strength grew and the number of events they experienced increased. If you want to please Dragon Species, it’s best to use the most representative title to address him in communication.

But for this Ancient Dragon to call himself Red Flame Meteor, evidently, this was the title he was most proud of. Noah invited the Ancient Dragon to join, carrying a faint doubt and lack of understanding.

When the Dragon Group encountered a Demon group rampaging and hunting the intelligent lifeforms and collecting souls, Noah finally understood the origin of the Ancient Dragon senior’s title.

Red Flame Meteor, this wasn’t an exaggerated description or a metaphorical title, but this Ancient Dragon senior really could transform into a meteor.

Upon seeing tens of thousands of Demon hordes, the Dragon Group dispersed, preparing to cooperate with the Angels and Ancient Dragons to annihilate the Demons. However, the Ancient Red Copper Dragon cast Teleportation Magic, soaring ever higher into the sky, diving downward after reaching a certain height.

During this process, the Ancient Dragon continuously adjusted its posture. Finally, under the incredibly shocked gazes of the many Young Dragon Species, it fiercely struck the central area of the Demon hordes.

Bang—

Under the violent impact and the high-temperature scorching of the Ancient Dragon’s flames, the earth melted in an instant, and the solid ground raised tens of meters high waves, but these waves were composed entirely of molten lava.

Although Demons generally have extremely strong Fire Resistance, the flames contained the power of the Ancient Dragon, which was unbearable damage for the vast majority of Demons.

Over thirty percent of the Demons evaporated without a sound, more were torn asunder in the subsequent impact.

One strike annihilates the army!

Worthy of the name, Red Flame Meteor

"Before ascending to an Ancient Dragon, don’t imitate me, or else it’s easy to get hurt."

The remaining Demons couldn’t escape the Angels and other Dragon Species’ cleansing that had come to their senses, and the first words from the Ancient Dragon climbing out of the newly formed flaming molten lake were a warning to the Young Dragon Species.

This Ancient Dragon was well aware of what effects his actions would bring. Although he was warning those Young Dragon Species, his gaze glanced towards Noah, standing out among many Metal Dragons revealing their true forms, with a change in tone and attitude,