Xyrin Empire-Chapter 1443: That’s Right, This Is What Gods Are Like

Chapter 1443: Chapter 1443: That’s Right, This Is What Gods Are Like

The golden double-headed giant dragon let out a thunderous dragon roar. To others, this might sound full of majesty and oppressive force, but having known Lin for a while, I instantly recognized this as her panicked cry. Hearing this, I knew she hadn’t thought about slowing down at all. We then watched with wide eyes as the massive creature, over a hundred meters long, sped past overhead, taking the roof and spire of the fortress’s top layer with it at full speed, and finally crashed headfirst into the cliff behind the fortress. The God of Giant Dragon, shining with golden light and full of aura, got both heads stuck in a crevice in the rock, leaving her body outside, struggling and pulling to free her heads. Lin was controlling her strength, fearing she might pry the mountain top off, but seeing the structure beneath the dazed dragon, I realized the situation wasn’t just about "heads stuck": we had to get people out quickly!

At that moment, I felt several figures swiftly brush past behind me, and then the soldiers and servants inside the fortress were transported to the small square in front, along with the figures who flashed by earlier. They turned out to be the remaining four of the Tiaozi Five: having often traveled with Lin, they were well-versed in these follow-up procedures.

Lin finally and cautiously pulled her head out, and I heard another round of ground-shaking movement: gigantic rocks rolled down the mountain top, and the enormous dragon, with wings spanning over two hundred meters, hadn’t reacted before sitting down on the castle top below. After a rumbling crash, Edwin’s palace met its end...

"Well," I patted the Old Pope’s shoulder, "we’ll build you a new one in a couple of days..."

The old pope’s eyes were still dazed, nodding stiffly like a plaster model with joints, not sure if he heard me.

The dusty golden dragon sat in the ruins of the fortress with her back to everyone. After a long thought, she realized there was something under her. Her left head looked down beneath her body, while her right head turned 180 degrees to look at me teary-eyed... at my pocket: "Captain, I might have messed up again..."

Standing against the gale, I steadied myself and looked down to find my pocket empty: Dingdang was blown away by Lin’s voice!

Lin’s voice was thunderous; despite the pleasant girl-like timbre, the mere presence and subtle pressure it carried were not something ordinary people could handle. The ordinary people, freshly teleported from danger, were startled by the gigantic creature they’d never seen before. The bravest of them was already sitting on the ground, while Lin’s voice also knocked out several less brave ones. Seeing this, I quickly instructed Edwin and Soya: "Evacuate the non-essential personnel; the Heavenly God has descended with a group—and one is a bit thoughtless."

The old pope and the dragon girl dazedly began to evacuate while the even more confused ordinary people muddled away from the upper rock platform. Lin’s grand entrance had already caused great commotion, and now the barracks below were noisy as well. Edwin directed some senior bishops with a few words—basically telling them that divine envoys sent by the goddess for world repairs had arrived, advising everyone not to panic and maintain order, the usual spiel from an old scammer grooming junior scammers. The old pope, with professional diligence, managed not to delay his duties even in a dizzy state. Speaking of scammers, I couldn’t help but find Lilina among the bustling group of girls, and sure enough, there she was, chatting animatedly with Visca. They were engaged in a lively conversation, blissfully discussing topics totally unrelated to each other. I grabbed her, pointing at Edwin to introduce him: "Let me introduce you to an apprentice. Though not formally an employee, his enthusiasm for work is extremely high..."

Lilina and Edwin simultaneously: "?"

"Ah Jun, you’ve worked hard," Sandora finally approached slowly as the initial excitement waned, speaking in a gentle, wifely tone of a noblewoman welcoming home her husband, "was everything smooth?"

"It went fairly well, though there was a little mishap at the end, but we managed to retreat safely," I replied with a smile, giving Sandora a light kiss on the cheek, "The Fallen Apostle might ultimately think it was just an accident. After all, the Abyss gate phenomenon being human-controlled is unprecedented. If they can see through even this, I’ve got nothing left up my sleeve."

Sandora just smiled calmly, as if my accomplishments were, in her view, par for the course. Then she glanced at the world under the night sky: "So, is this the Haisenwood Bingdisi mentioned..."

I thought she would commend the courage and resilience of the world’s natives, but her next words were: "I hear the stew and vegetable soup on this planet are quite tasty?" 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

Me: "..." I just knew she would mention that within three sentences!

"Dad, Dad, I heard about Red Moon and Haisenwood’s story. I never imagined the history of these two planets could be so complex," Xiao Xue enthusiastically clung to my arm, having seen that no one was attending to her for the moment, "That’s why there are two Planet Fortresses named after them. The people here are really remarkable—they’re described as the civilization that resisted Abyss infection with primitive technology for the longest time in history, right?"

I thought for a moment and tapped her on the head: "How would I know! The books you read as a child haven’t even been written yet!"

Just then, Dingdang flew back from somewhere unknown, having been blown far away by Lin’s voice earlier. Now she furiously flew off to scold her foolish teammate. I watched as the Little One ferociously zipped toward Lin’s left head, and then... couldn’t see her anywhere. This Little One, landing on a dragon’s head, was no more noticeable than a flea.

A whole group of people surrounded me, Lin Xue, Qianqian, and the Pandora sisters, asking about this and that—some enquiring about our recent events, others mentioning happenings at home while we were away. Little Baobao began her usual routine of climbing on me, and the little doll who tagged along with the adults had promptly seated herself on her mini throne. I had one on my shoulder, another hanging off my arm, resembling a human-sized war chariot as I handled the barrage of chatter. The atmosphere was very homely, merry—much like a festive family reunion at the train station, prompting Edwin to mutter: "So, these are the gods?"

"Yes, exactly, these are the gods," Lilina perked up at once, making chaotic introductions with gusto, "This is the Crow God, this is the Crow God’s uncle, this is the Crow God’s second aunt, this is the Crow God’s cousin, this..."

I firmly slapped Lilina back before Edwin and Soya were thoroughly muddled and proceeded with normal introductions. Then, grinning widely, I nodded to them: "See? Gods are just like this—one big noisy family living together, full of domestic chatter and everyday errands, and a bunch of naughty kids. Also, outside of official duties, our supposedly grand identities don’t mean much. Even if you had ultimate divine authority, you still pay when buying a bottle of soy sauce—that’s how it is at our place."

Edwin, with a confused expression, nodded—he’s mostly been bewildered these past two days. Soya gazed at the colossal figure twisting cautiously within the fortress ruins, a giant dragon. From any angle, its defining traits were unmistakably draconic: the Dragon Clan’s size, wings, tail, claws, and its heads—all hallmarks, though the number of heads seemed off. I gently patted the shoulder of Paralyzed Dragon Sister: "Well, I planned to introduce her to you in a few days, but she decided to show up on her own."

Lin, in a comically delicate posture, tiptoed around slowly. The rocky mesa atop the mountain felt cramped for her. Though she’d flattened half of it with the fortress, there were still two tower keeps unscathed. Trying to limit her damage potential, she spun around awkwardly on her tiptoes. However, she hadn’t thought to revert to human form after all this time; perhaps because Dingdang was perched on her head, their intellects averaged together?

Eventually, Lin turned herself around. Her left head nodded to everyone, while her right head cautiously scanned her surroundings before uttering something particularly profound: "Captain, where are you? Why can I hear your voice but not see you?"

A tiny shout came from somewhere on Lin’s head: "Dingdang is right under your nose! This close, and you say you can’t see! Really... oh, don’t you dare blink..."

Little One’s voice abruptly stopped, followed by Uncle Kenser darting out, and the next second he returned holding Dingdang. I saw the Little Thing dazed and curled up in his hand, and quickly took her over gently, placing her back in my pocket: "What happened?"

"Got knocked out by the eyelid," Yelsen explained matter-of-factly beside me, "It often happens. People can’t see the grains of sand on their eyelids, and Lin can’t see the captain standing under her eyelid. But the captain never remembers this and always stands under Lin’s eyelid to give a speech—how long she can lecture depends on when Lin blinks."

I: "..." This is indeed difficult to imagine in everyday life.

"Let me introduce someone," I pushed Soya to the front and loudly said to Lin, "It’s your subject."

Lin lowered both of her heads, with a booming voice: "Oh, I heard Lord Bingdisi talk about the situation. The last dragon in this world, your race sacrificed all for building the seal, leaving only you..." Lin quietly looked at Soya with her left head, while the right head cautiously approached and gently nudged her with the tip of its nose. Although it seemed gentle, I saw a large crack under Soya’s feet. Luckily, Dragons have sturdy bodies!

"Good child," Lin didn’t notice that her gentle nudge almost made Soya use all her strength to stand firm, but she spoke to herself, "Dutiful and strong, good child, is there anything you want? Just say it, I’m the protector of all dragons."

"This is the Dragon God," I saw Soya was reacting slowly, and I quickly patted her from behind, "Hurry up, this is a great opportunity to ask for something. I’m telling you, this Dragon God’s mind is rather slow. Whatever requests you have, make them quickly..."

Lin immediately turned all four eyes to us, and shyly defended herself in a small voice, "My mind is not slow."

I shrugged to Soya, "See, that’s how it is."

Soya didn’t pay attention to my interruption, her attention completely fixed on that enormous golden dragon, the Dragon God that loomed like a mountain, occupying all her vision. This isolated Dragon King representing the last trace of dragon dignity took a deep breath and opened her mouth with a slightly trembling voice: "I... I want to have a home."

Lin’s right head and left head exchanged a glance, seemingly surprised by the request. Then she somewhat shyly lowered her heads: "Oh, you want me to help you find a partner? What kind do you like? I must say, I don’t have much experience—I haven’t been in a relationship myself..."

Soya was stunned, and the expressions of everyone were similar: "..."

I silently nudged Soya’s arm: "Describe your problem directly, saying it so artistically won’t be understood by Lin. She’s been watching Korean dramas with my wife all day, and now she automatically interprets most of your requests as wanting a partner."

Finally, under the consecutive huge stimuli, Soya’s communication barrier was completely cured, her face flushed as she gestured with her hands explaining her simple request to Lin: to return to the Dragon Clan and not be alone anymore.

It’s like waking up one day to find the world has ended, and you’re the last primate left on Earth, hoping God would resurrect all of humanity.

"Lonely," Lin hesitated for a moment, then slightly nodded, "Reviving wandering souls that dissipated two thousand years ago is not really possible, but if you just want to return to the Dragon Clan, that’s really easy—there isn’t only this world where Dragon Clan exists. Giant Dragons are a special life form, each world’s Dragon Clan evolves independently of the ecosystem, so regardless of the universe, its Dragon Clan is the same race. In other worlds, there are many companions like you, are you willing to accept this new home?"

"What’s going on?" Feeling a bit confused, I curiously turned my head to ask Bingdisi beside me, who shrugged: "Because the Star Domain Dragon God manages the ’Order’ branch. Order is different from other specific power factions, it’s akin to a pillar. Light has the order of Light, Darkness has the order of Darkness, Life has the order of Life, everything has an order aspect, even Chaos is a type of order. Therefore, the Dragon God is the only one not managing any specific power, but the divine authority and position are reflected in all things in the world. You can view them as the axis of the world, and since they’re the axis, they should be unique, or else the world would tear apart due to order deviation. Under such uniqueness influence, every world with Dragon Clan has the same life form for dragons, unlike humanoid creatures that look alike but have vastly different life forms. Giant Dragons are also born with the ability to survive across quadrants, a talent similar to Xyrin Apostle—though few people know this, as most can’t research Void Navigation technology."

This was truly the first time I heard of such a thing, surprised yet curious, I looked again at the hundred-meter-tall golden Dragon God. This simple girl being the punching bag at home has such an incredible divine position?

However, Soya completely couldn’t understand Lin’s words, having never left this planet her entire life, "Aliens" were an unbelievable term for her, let alone the complex concept of "Dragon Clan in other universes." Seeing Soya’s face filled with skepticism, Lin just slightly nodded: "I understand your concern; here’s the thing, climb onto my back and I’ll take you somewhere... Chen, can I take this child to the Heavenly Realm City? I want to introduce her to Char and Shajina; the Dragon Clan on your side are the friendliest."

After the Heavenly Realm City was established, the originally Fifteenth Day Zone’s Guardian Dragon directly turned into Fifteenth Day Zone’s sentry. Silver Dragon Char, of course, gloriously became the Imperial Guard. Nowadays, that guy has a nominal position in the Empire’s Capital’s Mysterious Side, acting as the Chief Security Office. The main job is him and his wife lazily loafing around the Heavenly Realm City’s outskirts each day. Now sending them this parentless daughter Soya seems quite fitting... Though I feel like my reasoning might be a bit off somewhere, I still nodded: "Let her go and see, if she doesn’t feel comfortable there, she can always come back."

"Dragon... God, you want me to ride on your back?" Soya only reacted now, looking horrified at the immense Two-headed Dragon in front of her, the latter didn’t think this was improper, naturally nodding her right head while the left head lowered before Soya: "Climb up my neck, you’ll see a small signpost on my shoulder, follow the signpost and you’ll see things like a sofa and coffee table, it will be closed off during take-off so just stay seated and don’t move. Also, I’m not very adept at landing; if you see me about to crash into something, jump down quickly yourself—since you can fly anyway, right?"

The more I listened, the more bizarre it seemed, couldn’t help but nudge Bingdisi’s arm: "The stuff you’re installing on Lin is getting weirder... isn’t this a bit unethical?"

"Save it; that sofa is yours."

I: "..."

In any case, Lin proceeded swiftly for once, immediately taking Soya to meet other Dragon Clan in other worlds: having a special talent for inter-dimensional travel, she is the high-speed transportation tool for Dingdang Team’s missions to other worlds. Her flying to Heavenly Realm City would likely be faster than our spaceship. I estimate Soya will meet Char and the others before everyone gets home.

These World Fragments already drifting into the Empire District will be handed over to the Time-Space Administration and Cosmic Manufacturing Bureau people next. The subsequent local affairs can be handled by Edwin and Blood Princess themselves, this tiresome and laborious task finally ends. (To be continued. If you like this work, you’re welcome to recommend votes, monthly tickets on Qidian.com, your support is my biggest motivation. Mobile users, please visit m.qidian.com to read.)