Myth Of A Dragon - 65 Lesser Golden Dragon

Practically every single powerful entity within the Dragon Continent felt the aura of the roar. Most of them didn’t know the exact situation but they all knew it as a bloodline with very in purity and hierarchy. Even so, each and every one of them sent out their scouts to find information about this.

The wanted person, Zeke, was still sitting cross-legged inside the Formless Poison-filled room. He didn’t know that his roar was that loud as he felt his whole body was full of vitality and power. It seemed to be endless and unmeasurable as he felt he could even punch a mountain to dust. However, Zeke knew it was only drunk euphoria and that it would diminish after some time.

The mana core continued to glow for a minute before a strand of mana coiled around the Perfect Mana Core. This strand of mana contained a ferocious and ancient aura that was highly tyrannical and arrogant. Instead of going inside the mana core, The strand of mana actually coiled around the core as it formed a faint silhouette of a small dragon’s head with the mana core inside his ‘mouth’. Even though ethereal, Zeke could faintly see that this dragon head was filled with shiny scales

After a few more seconds, Zeke looked at his mana core again. Now, a whole ethereal dragon head wrapped around the mana core as it emanated a tyrannical aura. This aura was very different from Zeke’s mana core as it was much more ferocious and untamed. It was filled with superiority as it rotated around the Mana Core.

Suddenly, a wave of new information entered Zeke’s head. However, it was different this time. Unlike when he was using skill tomes, this information wasn’t learned by force. It went as smooth and fluid without pain, causing Zeke to sigh in relief. He also felt a very familiar feeling from the waves of information entering his mind, as if it already existed within him in the first place and not a foreign object.

*Zeke, that strange and ferocious energy you’re feeling is different from mana. As you awakened, the dragon blood within you tempered and changed your whole physique. Besides for the purpose of having a stronger and sturdier body, it also served for one other purpose, and that is to be able to handle that ferocious energy. It is what dragonborns call ‘Dragon Energy’, a kind of energy that is a notch higher than mana and is also one of the most ferocious energies existing in the world.*

‘Dragon Energy? Interesting.’

*Yes, Zeke. Dragon Energy is like a secondary type of mana exclusively available for dragons. Just like human nobles, dragon nobles also have the same concept of hierarchy, and that the higher bloodline you have, the more ‘Dragon Energy’ you can store. Just by the fact that you have awakened 95% of your Dragon Blood, you can already hold almost twice the Dragon Energy that your father had when he broke through. Also, I presume you already inherited some memories regarding your awakened bloodline.*

‘Oh, yes. A whole bunch of information popped inside my mind. Let me organize it first.’

After a few seconds, Zeke finished organizing all the pieces of information he got and was shocked to the point where he couldn’t contain the excitement and ecstasy he felt.

‘System, I remember you telling me about the progenitor of the Dragonborn race. If my memory serves me right, was it the Golden Dragon?’ Zeke’s inner voice was trembling.

*Yes, Zeke.*

‘Then what about… a Lesser Golden Dragon? What about that?’ Zeke excitedly asked. He had only organized the information without fusing it one by one so he only had a rough idea about the bloodline he obtained. The new memories are still a mess, but Zeke knew the bloodline he obtained: The Lesser Golden Dragon’s bloodline. Zeke expected it to be quite high seeing as it had a ‘Golden Dragon’ in its name. Even though it was Lesser, that didn’t deter Zeke’s ecstasy at all. In the first place, he hadn’t hoped for a bloodline as high and perfect as the Golden Dragon.

*According to Mr. Pandora’s records, the Paragon of the First Generation of your ancestors is the Golden Dragon. He was a figure greatly respected and feared by many. His title of being the Paragon wasn’t just for show, not at all. He was called the Paragon because he wielded almost all the powers that a Dragon could have. His power is not limited to the six elements, but also countless variant elements such as Plant, Sound, War, and many other bizarre powers. The First Generation has the Golden Dragon as their leader figure, while each of the other members all have specialized powers. Some prominent figures back then were the Dragon of War Aegis, Insane Dragon Ditharae, Night King Oscuro, Sand Emperor Savlon, and many others. They all bore different titles, but they were all the kinsmen of the Paragon. The Lesser Golden Dragon is the only known offspring of the Golden Dragon and it was also considered as the leader figure of the second generation. This is because the Lesser Golden Dragon also inherited most of the abilities but with it being downgraded and weaker than the First Generation’s. However, the Lesser Golden Dragon’s might was still unquestionable as he had access to an arsenal of powers and is not limited to just one. His might was just like his father’s, almighty and all-encompassing.*

Zeke was utterly shocked by what the System said. He was unable to absorb such alarming pieces of information in a short period of time. Along with the new information he received from his awakening, he figured he needed a long amount of time to absorb all these. He sighed as he prepared to go to the next room. He was filled with expectation but also worry since even a Tier 3 Magician couldn’t pass through here.

However, before he could even stand up, another wave of severe pain surged in his whole body. It was so painful for Zeke that he couldn’t hold the urge to howl. Unlike earlier where he as forced to scream due to the ecstasy of power, this time it was because of severe pain. The pain was many times stronger than his previous painful experiences as he lost all power in his body. He kneeled there as he continued to howl loudly.

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In the same place as earlier, the old man was still watering his plants. Unlike before, he now had a happy expression as he thought of the future of his empire.

Just as he was imagining, his ears perked up again as he stared in the same direction earlier with worry.

After a few seconds, the old man sighed.

“I should’ve known there’s no free lunch in the world. Hmph! To think another descendant of that wretched hag has appeared again. I will not let you ruin the future of the empire again!”

The old man then waved his hand for a bit. Soon after, the old man who just came earlier went back in again, this time he was filled with confusion but he didn’t dare ask the old man.

“I greet Your Maje-”

“Cut it. Like earlier, pay attention to the Dragonborns who awaken today. Spare all your effort to get an accurate list, you hear me?”

“Yes, Your Majesty! This lowly servant has a question. Would His Majesty receive it?”

“Speak.”

“This lowly servant noticed that Your Majesty’s mood suddenly turned sour. May I ask why, Your Majesty?”

The old man didn’t get angry by the question. It was as if he already expected the question.

“Another prodigy.”

“?”

“This time, a bad one.”

“!”

“A descendant of the wretched one.”

“Y-your Majesty… by t-the wretched one, you mean…?”

“Yes. A descendant of the Insane Dragon. I couldn’t discern whether it was a Mad Dragon or a much more diluted one. Still, each and every one of them pose a threat. Mobilize them secretly.” The old man said. He didn’t bother looking to the other man anymore as he continued tending to the flowers again.

“Y-Yes! Your lowly servant abides!” The old man felt alarmed by the words he heard. He didn’t expect the old man to suddenly mobilize their empire’s hidden force just for the sake of two single individuals. However, after thinking about it, he felt it made sense. Everytime a descendant of the wretched one appears, their empire’s peace always crumbles. It was equivalent to their bad omen, hence it required their full power.

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In a small hut situated in the middle of a small village, a thin middle-aged man was sitting crossing-legged in front of four other slim youths who were all pale-faced. All the four youths exude a faint malevolent aura as the middle-aged man’s aura counteracted it so it won’t leak outside.

He suddenly furrowed his brows as he stood and went outside. He looked at the sky as if he was reminiscing about something. Suddenly, an ear-piercing howl that contained malevolence and fear resounded as the middle-aged man felt shocked and a slight feeling of dread. Soon after, the dread was replaced with excitement as the middle-aged man showed a happy expression.

The weird part about it was that the other villagers acted like it was nothing. Most of them looked at the sky, but instead of becoming happy, their expressions showed pity and sadness. After a while, they continued with their usual business, no longer concerning themselves with the howl.

Another weird part about all of this is that each and everyone of these villagers were pale if not thin and slim. They all looked like malnourished people but their eyes were full of vitality. It was a stark contrast to their ghastly bodies that looked like they would snap into two any time now.

“Another one.” the middle-aged man mumbled softly. His eyes flashed with red as he looked towards the direction Zeke was in. After a few seconds, a look of determination could be seen on the man’s face.

“This one has the highest purity out of everyone. Perhaps he’s the one…” The man went back to the house while still pondering something.

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Zeke was still kneeling on the same spot as he stopped his loud howl had already stopped. Even then, his body still felt extreme pain as he couldn’t even move an inch.

Then, to Zeke’s surprise, he noticed his body became thinner and thinner by the second. After a few seconds, Zeke looked like a skeleton which still had a skin stuck to it. He was to thin that his clothes were too oversized for the him right now. His face also warped and became thinner and smaller. Only when he became as thin as skeleton did the pain within Zeke subsided.

When Zeke opened his eyes and saw his current body, he couldn’t help but be alarmed. He was just too thin and ghastly as a humanoid. However, to his surprise, he felt his physical strength multiple by several folds as he examined his inner body. He was baffled about the surge in strength but he felt the trade with his body for power wasn’t worth it.

When Zeke stood up, he found it easier than he thought it’d be. When he released a small amount of force to stand up, a crack suddenly formed underneath his spot, greatly surprising him. Only after a few seconds did Zeke fully processed what just happened.

‘My physical strength was just so strong that a casual movement and force could crack this sturdy place. This is absurd!’

However, before he could even marvel about his newfound strength, his whole body started inflating. After a few seconds, he was back to his normal stalwart and broad figure. A wave of information surged in his mind and just like before, it didn’t hurt Zeke in the slightest. He even felt a sense of familiarity with it as he quickly organized the information.

After a few minutes, a name appeared in Zeke’s mind.

‘Mad Dragon… Interesting.’

*Congratulations, Zeke. Not only did you awaken the Zenith bloodline of the 2nd Generation, you also obtained another high-ranking one. Color me impressed.*

‘System, do you know anything about this Mad Dragon?’

*Yes, Zeke. The Mad Dragon is another dragon bloodline of the 2nd Generation. Just like the Lesser Golden Dragon, this bloodline is also ranked at one of the highest in terms of potential and power. The Mad Dragon is the sole son of the famed Insane Dragon I mentioned earlier. Their strengths aren’t measured as well as their abilities, but it was also said that the Insane Dragon was also a top figure back then, just under the potential and power of the Golden Dragon. There was no other information in Mr. Pandora’s books regarding this.*

Zeke nodded inwardly. He was filled with expectations with this bloodline considering its predecessor was near the same level as the Paragon.

Zeke initially planned on clearing the whole place first before digesting all the information, but with the added Mad Dragon, Zeke felt excited as he decided to absorb first the new memories and information he got. With this, Zeke knew he would then know how to use his newfound bloodline powers. He would then have a much higher chance of defeating stronger opponents should they exist in the next rooms. He sat cross-legged again in the middle of the room as he divided his thoughts into 16 to further accelerate the process.

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A whole week had gone by. Zeke, who was currently sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened his eyes. His expression showed extreme shock as he just finished fully absorbing and reorganizing his thoughts and new information. He was utterly happy and amazed about how powerful the Lesser Golden Dragon Bloodline and the Mad Dragon Bloodline are and how fortunate he is to have both of it.