Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 352: Father is Kind, Son is Filial, Daughter is Obedient
"What is this? Why did it turn black?"

"Your Majesty looks so scary!"

"Your Highness Lutizia, do we need to do anything?"

When they saw thick black light suddenly refracted from the gaps between the scales of the golden mountain range lying in front of them, and when the pervasive black light became more and more terrifying and seemed to drag the Ten Thousand Dragon Palace into darkness, the dragon fairies immediately panicked and found the candidate for the Fairy Queen who looked calm and composed.

"You don't need to do anything. This is just a normal phenomenon when His Majesty is asleep. There is no need to panic. Just don't touch the light."

As the most senior fairy in the Dragon Palace, Lutishia handled this emergency situation calmly.

As early as when she was young, she and her two sisters had seen similar scenes many times. At that time, the prince would let out extremely painful roars, which was even more terrifying.

Now, although the scale of the black light and its dissipation has become more exaggerated, His Highness Noah seems to have adapted to it and can still maintain a deep sleep without showing any special abnormalities.

Therefore, Lutetia was exceptionally calm. The source of this confidence was not anything else, but was gradually accumulated during the long years of accompanying His Majesty Noah. She believed that no matter what his majesty was going through, even if it was an extremely difficult and arduous test, he would be able to get through it.

However, as the black light emanating from Noah became stronger and stronger and lasted for a long time, this confidence began to waver.

Because the original color of the golden scales on Noah's body became increasingly dim under the black light, the originally majestic and noble golden dragon had now turned into a black dragon with scales as black as ink, emitting an aura of desolation and despair.

"Your Highness Lutetia, is this normal for His Majesty?"

Seeing Noah changed into such a state, the fairies guarding Noah could not help but ask him questions. Now Noah was so confident that he did not even hide in his sleep. He just lay down in the main hall where he usually curled up and fell asleep on the dragon couch.

Therefore, the fairies who serve him on a daily basis can see the changes in the Holy Dragon's posture while he is sleeping as long as they wish, which has caused a lot of trouble for the current Chief Steward of the Dragon Palace.

Because she needed to calm the fairies' restless minds and explain to them that the changes in His Majesty Noah were normal and there was no need to make a fuss.

"What are you yelling about? With your level of accomplishment, you still want to join the Wanfa Dragon Guard? You don't even recognize His Majesty's Yanhuang posture?"

When the Dragon Palace's chief supervisor Lutetia glanced over, the dragon fairies, who were originally a little noisy, suddenly quieted down. Thinking about it carefully, it seemed to be the case. His Majesty Noah was not without the intention of destroying the black dragon.

"But your majesty's flaming form seems to be different from the current one."

A dragon fairy spoke weakly.

"What's the difference? Have you observed your majesty's dragon scales up close?"

After these words were spoken, no fairy dared to question them anymore, because this was a challenge to Lutetia's authority as the chief steward of the Dragon Palace.

However, even though Lutetia was able to compete with Sifrea for the title of Fairy Queen and subdue all the fairies, she was unable to dispel the uneasiness and doubts in their hearts.

Especially the black light on Noah's body, which lasted for a long time and even became more intense. In the third year of Noah's sleep, it completely wrapped up the body of the ancestral golden dragon, turning into a giant black cocoon lying diagonally in the Hall of Ten Thousand Dragons. This feeling of uneasiness suddenly reached its peak.

"What's the matter? When I fall asleep and transform, I will also turn into an ice cocoon. Why are you panicking? Isn't this a normal transformation process?"

The Ice Princess Skadilo, informed by Lutitia, the chief steward of the Dragon Palace, stepped into the Ten Thousand Dragon Palace. As soon as she entered the palace, she summoned the group of frightened fairies and scolded them.
"You are a bunch of spirits whose dragon blood is not even pure, yet you still question my father's transformation? You have been blessed by my father, and the process of evolution is also about transformation from a cocoon, isn't it?"

It sounded reasonable, and coupled with the identity of the offspring of the Holy Dragon, the uneasiness and restlessness of many fairies were suppressed. However, unless Noah woke up completely, this fear and uneasiness would always exist. It's just that no fairy dared to show emotions in front of the two noble beings, the Supervisor of the Dragon Palace and the Ice Princess.

"father!"

After driving away all the fairies, the Ice Princess Skadilo left only the steward Lutizia by her side. She turned around and looked at the huge black cocoon lying on the golden couch, and a look of worry appeared in her eyes.

She had not lied just now. It was not strange for dragons to form cocoons during their transformation, but the cocoon her father formed was too abnormal.

"What on earth is this? Do you know?"

Scartilo looked at the fairy who had served her father for more than two hundred years, seeking answers from the other party, because she had never encountered a similar situation. Even searching in the memory of blood inheritance, she could not find a similar situation. She had never heard of such abnormalities in the transformation of dragons.

"Yes, similar situations also occurred during your Majesty's previous transformations. Each time, your Majesty seemed particularly painful, but this time, your Majesty was very quiet and there was nothing unusual."

Lutetia looked anxious, because she knew that if a creature screamed in pain, it actually meant that its condition was not too bad. On the contrary, it was when it remained silent after suffering a severe blow that was truly fatal.

"Quiet?!"

Scartilo's expression was not very good, and a solemn look appeared on her delicate little face, because she also realized the seriousness of the problem. Her father's sleep was not as smooth as expected, but was full of difficulties.

"What exactly is this?"

The Ice Princess frowned and thought for a moment, then, as Lutizia's expression suddenly changed and became extremely frightened, she reached out and touched the black cocoon.

"Your Highness, don't!"

Unfortunately, the chief supervisor of the Dragon Palace shouted too late. By the time she spoke, Scartilo's palm had already sunk into the black cocoon. It was at this moment that the little princess, who had originally just frowned, suddenly had a distorted face.

Bang~
The silver-haired and white-eyed loli girl was flung flying in an instant, and in mid-air, the transformation spell she had since birth was forced to be lifted and could no longer be maintained, revealing her true form as a silver dragon.

It was an ice crystal dragon with a slender body and slender limbs. It was different from most silver dragons. Her demeanor was much higher than that of the silver dragons known for their elegance and nobility. The difference between the two was like the difference between local nobles and the imperial royal family.

"Your Highness!"

After seeing the Snow Princess being instantly flung away and revealing her true form, Lutizia hurriedly chased after her, and during the chase, one healing spell after another hit the princess, helping her recover and reducing the damage.

However, it can be seen that all healing spells are useless and have failed, because the silver dragon that fell to the ground still maintains a painful expression.

When she raised her head, Lutetia also saw the elegant ice dragon. Its beautiful silver-white dragon eyes were now densely packed with bloodshot, as if it had suffered an extremely terrifying mental attack.

"Your Highness, are you okay?"

"Dad, he knows it's me, Dad is still protecting me!" Lutizia revealed her true form. She was unable to change back into a humanoid form. Tears rolled down her eyes and turned into ice crystals that fell to the ground.

This time, the tears she shed did not turn into ice and snow elves, but instead turned into ice and snow demons with bared fangs and claws. However, just as they bared their teeth and showed an attacking posture, the silver dragon raised its claws and crushed them all.

Among the broken ice crystals, there were evil laughs or painful cries, and even the faint roar of black gas rising in the air and finally dissipating into the air.

"Dad is still here."

Silver Dragon couldn't stop crying, both because he was moved and also to relieve his pain.

She had never felt such terrible mental damage since she was a child, far worse than anything she had ever suffered before. The indescribable negative emotions came like a mountain or an ocean, pouring into her spiritual sea of ​​consciousness without allowing her to refuse at all.

If her father had not sensed her presence in time and thrown her out, she might have turned into an idiot dragon by now.

"What did you feel?"

Although she had seen the black light many times, her dragon blood instinct had always warned Lutizia not to touch the light. However, the steward of the Dragon Palace never expected that Her Royal Highness the Princess would be so fierce that she dared to reach out her hand before even knowing what it was.

Judging from his reaction, it was probably quite severe mental damage, otherwise His Highness would not have reacted in this way. Even if dragons have extremely strong resistance in this regard, it seems to be of no use.

"Death, despair, darkness..."

Unlike Noah's real personal experience and feelings, what Scartilo felt was just a pure negative emotional impact.

But even so, it almost destroyed the mind of the Ice Queen. As for her will, if Noah hadn't thrown it in time, it would have collapsed long ago.

"How can there be such a vicious force in this world? My father has been enveloped by such a force for three consecutive years?"

After just a brief contact and attempt, Scartilo felt that he could not bear it, but he looked at his father who was completely enveloped by black light.

Scartilo's heart was filled with endless admiration and sadness. She had never thought that her father's will could be so strong and able to bear such tremendous pain and despair.

The sad thing is that as a daughter, she can't think of any way to ease her father's pain and can only watch her father suffer.

"No, no, I can't go on like this. I want to go find my brother."

His father's instructions before he fell asleep echoed in his ears. Skadilo remembered his father's instructions that if he encountered problems that could not be solved, he should seek help from his brother. The power of one dragon could not solve the problem, but if three dragons gathered together, they would definitely be able to solve it.

So, just less than a day later, after learning that their father's condition was extremely bad, Noah's eldest son and second son crossed hundreds of thousands of miles of sea at all costs and appeared in the Ten Thousand Dragons Hall, standing with their sister.

"Is this the black light you mentioned?"

When seeing the black cocoon that their father had turned into while sleeping, the two brothers were shocked, because compared to their sister, they were more powerful and could vaguely feel the ominousness contained in the black light.

"Your Highness, don't!"

Lutitia, who was standing by, saw Eliade, the son of the Holy Dragon, reaching out his hand even though he knew the consequences. Even though she had tried to dissuade him in time, the eldest son of the Holy Dragon still resolutely inserted his hand into the black light.

roar~
Although he was not flung away like his sister, Eliade, who had maintained a humanoid posture, could not contain the power running wild in his body. He let out a roar full of lowness and pain. Scales grew from his cheeks, and six broad, dazzling golden-scaled wings tore through his robes and spread out behind him.

"Hmmmm~"

After only holding out for three breaths, the angel and the son of the golden dragon withdrew their hands, staggering back step by step, their handsome and flawless faces twisted and wrinkled.

"Your Highness, I have a concentration potion here. Drink some and you will feel better!"

Seeing that the prince had difficulty standing and was half-kneeling on the ground, supporting himself with one hand and his forehead with the other, Lutizia, who had already made preparations in advance, hurriedly took out the potion to help the prince relieve the pain.

"roar~"

But before the steward of the Dragon Palace poured the potion into Elijah's mouth, he heard a painful dragon roar. Turning around, he saw a giant golden dragon that had already revealed its true form and stretched its claws into the black light.

"Your Highness Terra, what are you doing?"

The Fairy Butler showed an expression of incomprehension on his face. He knew that touching the black light casually would bring horror and misfortune, but what was wrong with these two princes?

"My brother and sister have already tried it and experienced the same pain as my father. How could I miss it?"

Under the impact of negative emotions that surged like a tidal wave, Tairamus felt extremely uncomfortable. When he heard the question, he gritted his teeth and spoke word by word.

"Your Highness, why are you asking?"

Lutizia looked helplessly at Iliad who seemed to have recovered and raised his head.

"I just want to experience it for myself. No matter how detailed Skadi's description is, it can't compare to my own feelings."

Although Elijah still looked painful, he had regained his sanity.

"Well, since your Highnesses have already experienced this once, do you have any good solutions? Can you help His Majesty Noah reduce his stress and relieve his pain?"

Lutizia sighed, then asked with anticipation in her eyes.

"This is neither a curse nor a pollution of the soul. This is..."

Elijah frowned, because with his vision, he didn't know how to define the power of the black light for a moment, because he felt that the black light was just the residue that came out of his father's body.

(End of this chapter)