Volume 5 Chapter 0090 Dragon Song Epic - I, The Dragon Overlord

Majestic and grand—that is the City of Dragons, belonging to Louie. This city is Louie's most profound mark on the world of San Soliel, a magical city beyond anything seen on Earth. Looking out over this city, even Louie felt a surge of pride. While it might not astonish the soul like the floating cities of the Arcane Empire once did, this mountainous capital embodies magnificence and vastness. "Although I founded this city, all its achievements are thanks to Alexia's efforts. I am proud of her." Louie's words carried the pride of a father for his child's accomplishments, and with a smile, he attributed the city's glory to its emperor. "As the daughter of you and Lady Selune of the Silver Moon, Alexia indeed differs from other dragons. I once ruled the Draconic Kingdom, but after millennia, all I managed was to ensure its survival amid formidable foes. Providing a good life for citizens proved beyond a dragon's reach. As a king, I was quite inadequate." The benevolent dragon goddess, Heloise, spoke self-mockingly, recalling the days she played roles of queen and princess to lead the Draconic Kingdom. Now, reflecting back, it indeed seemed amusing. "Lady Heloise, you are no longer a king but a true deity now. Your task isn't to seek prosperity for your subjects but to ensure your doctrines prevail." Standing beside His subordinate deity, Louie said with gentle elegance. If kings cater to civilian needs, as a deity, one's church should fulfill spiritual needs. "I still find it incredible. Only by being by your side can one truly feel it—that you aren't at all like a typical dragon, contrasting your restless, quick-tempered demeanor towards other deities." The goddess, adorned with draconic horns, gazed at Louie, curiosity flickering in her upturned silver irises. "Then, dear Lady Heloise, what do you think dragons should be like?" Louie inquired with a smile. "Probably like Drexler—proud, disdainful of all breeds, absolute dragon supremacist, believing no other races should exist besides dragons." Heloise criticized the temperament of the evil dragon god, though most dragons indeed embody such traits. Even the benevolent metallic dragons own pride, deeming dragons as singularly paramount. Louie chuckled, "That's a stereotype, albeit a somewhat accurate one. Dragons are likely destined to be that way." "But some dragons are different, like you, myself, and also that red dragon." The benevolent dragon goddess pointed skyward. A massive red dragon descended from the clouds, exuding dragon might and a subtle divine aura. Its vast wings swept across the ground, inciting a storm of fear that made knights and citizens shrink back. Seeing the humans recoil, the red dragon soared aloft, issuing a triumphant roar, met instantly by explosive cheers and applause from the crowd. "That's Lady Noveliera!" "Long live Lady Noveliera!!" "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh—" The knights maintaining order and the onlookers shouted the red dragon's name, the very dragon that had evolved into a demigod realm. The cataclysmic, wicked red dragon, Noveliera, once devoted herself to Louie centuries ago, had made this city her territory. Nonetheless, she understood her true king was Alexia. With dragons harboring an intense territorial instinct, ensuring fierce defense of their domains, Noveliera had protected this city for over two hundred years, earning the people's deep affection. Adventurers from foreign lands observed the soaring dragon with wonder and excitement, chattering with their comrades: "I've always heard you can witness real dragons in the City of Dragon Song. Never thought we'd see a red dragon the moment we arrived—the infamous Scourge Queen, Kingdom Destroyer, and malevolent red dragon Lady Noveliera from 1,500 years ago!" "This is a dragon, a real dragon!! Terrifying. Standing here, feeling just a hint of dragon might, I nearly wet my pants." "It's one of the few demigod dragons, which accounts for the terror. Most demigod dragons reside in the dragon god's divine realm, rarely seen in the material plane!" A learned wizard adjusted his glasses as he spoke. "Hiss, dragons are indeed the least wanted opponents for adventurers. If we ever encounter one in the wilderness, we must avoid it at all costs and not covet dragon treasures!" "Seeing a dragon in the wild is already a high-difficulty task. Given our squad's commission capacity, how could we possibly encounter dragons unless willing to undertake deep exploration missions? The Empire offers lucrative rewards for exploring unknown areas. Would you dare?" The adventurers all shook their heads. Over the span of two centuries, the imperial capital adopted a new name. Founded by the dragon god, with a dragon emperor, it became commonplace to see dragons frequently traversing this land. For residents, dragons are an integral part of life, enjoying high status—except for those wicked ones. Gradually, the City of Dragons, celebrated by bards across realms, became known as the "City of Dragon Song." This moniker stems from the constant echoes of dragon roars resembling songs and the draconic history recorded in poetic form. By this era, the born generations refer to this radiant, spectacular city on the material plane as "Dragon Song." "Forget what I said earlier, my Lord. Turns out, this red dragon also shares the typical vanity of other dragons." The benevolent dragon goddess Heloise covered her face with a hand, her tone tinged with helplessness, displaying an endearing cuteness that made Louie burst out laughing. His laughter turned Heloise's cheeks rosy with embarrassment. As Louie contemplated the history he built, a whimsical thought emerged. Perhaps one day, to pass time, he could bring people from Earth over here, allowing those who incessantly fantasize about "transmigrating" to truly experience it. They could perform a theatrical life for him—finding amusement was something a god always needed. Though Louie could predict most "transmigrants" would blend into the ordinary masses, a rare few might carve out a modest niche. Knowing life on Earth as ordinary people couldn't even succeed there, the notion that transmigration would suddenly invite dramatic success seemed unlikely. Even Louie had the guiding "golden finger" of the Artificial Intelligence granting him absolute power, paved through gradual experience without which, arriving in San Soliel as an ordinary man wouldn’t have ensured noteworthy achievements. 'For future boredom, perhaps I might indulge in this.' Louie mused.