Chapter 305 - 305: The Golden Dragon Emperor
"Anyone else want to try claiming the spear?"
Damian's voice carried across the Golden Dragon Palace as he casually tapped the Celestial Golden Dragon resting upon his shoulder. His gaze shifted toward the Star Dragon of the East and the Scorch Dragon of the South.
There was something unmistakably provocative about his words.
A challenge.
A silent dare for either of them to step forward, touch the golden spear, and attempt to earn its acknowledgment.
As though he were inviting them to prove that their earlier confidence had not been misplaced.
But the ruling dragons understood.
They knew exactly what Damian was doing.
And they also knew how futile such an attempt would be.
The answer had already become apparent the moment the Celestial Dragon Spear responded to Damian.
It had chosen its master.
Not through coercion. Not through force. But through its own will.
And the identity of that master was hardly surprising.
The Heavenly Son.
The greatest existence in the universe, at least by every standard the dragons understood.
The realization carried a much greater implication.
Damian was about to claim the position of the next Golden Dragon Emperor.
The true and sole ruler of the entire mighty dragon race.
A position that had remained vacant for countless ages.
Yet now, it seemed destined to belong to him.
Damian paid no attention to the bewildered expressions spreading across the faces of the ruling dragons. He simply turned his attention back toward the spear held in his hand.
The Celestial Dragon Spear trembled faintly.
Its golden shaft vibrated against his palm, releasing subtle waves of energy that seemed almost alive. There was an undeniable excitement radiating from the weapon, as though it were rejoicing at finally being held by the one it had been waiting for.
Damian could feel it.
Not merely its power, but its emotions.
A strange, wordless connection flowed between them.
A small smile gradually formed upon his lips.
"Yeah, I know how you feel."
His fingers tightened slightly around the golden shaft.
"Thank you for choosing me."
The spear responded.
A low, melodious hum emerged from within its golden structure, resonating through the surrounding space.
Then, without warning, a wave of golden light burst from its body.
The radiance washed over Damian's face, reflecting against his features and bathing him in an otherworldly golden glow.
For a fleeting moment, he appeared even more beautiful than usual, his expression illuminated by the brilliance of the weapon he had just claimed.
Then Damian raised the spear above his head.
And the world turned gold.
BOOOOOOOOOOM!
The golden radiance erupting from the Celestial Dragon Spear exploded outward like the birth of an intense Big Bang.
In an instant, the entire area was submerged beneath an overwhelming sea of golden light.
The magnificent Golden Dragon Palace, with its towering structures and endless treasures, disappeared beneath the brilliance.
Every surface.
Every pillar.
Every inch of the surrounding space.
All of it was dyed in gold.
As though the palace had not possessed enough gold already.
The sudden eruption was so blinding that even beings of extraordinary power were forced to avert their eyes.
Hela instinctively closed her eyelids.
The ruling dragons did the same, their expressions shifting beneath the overwhelming radiance.
Even Grace, the Celestial Phoenix, could not keep her eyes open.
The golden light was simply too intense.
Or perhaps intensity alone was not the reason.
There was something else within it.
Something far more profound.
The radiance carried the essence of a mysterious power, an ancient remnant that had remained sealed within the Celestial Dragon Spear.
An essence left behind by the Great Golden Dragon Emperor.
And unlike everyone else present, Damian was not the least bit bothered by the blinding illumination.
He did not need to shield his eyes.
He did not need to turn away.
Instead, his attention was fixed upon the strange essence flowing from the spear and entering his existence.
What is this?
He could feel it moving through him.
It was not merely energy.
It was something deeper.
Something ancient.
Something that seemed to recognize a part of his very existence.
The golden radiance showed no sign of weakening.
Wave after wave of light continued surging from the spear, spreading across the palace in magnificent torrents.
And with every successive wave, the mysterious essence continued flowing into Damian.
Then, a transformation began.
At first, it was subtle.
A faint pressure spread across his body.
Then his skin began to change.
KRRRKKK!
Thick, sharp scales suddenly erupted across his flesh.
They spread over his body in rapid succession, overlapping one another like the plates of an organic armor.
Their coloration was a striking purplish-red, deep and intense, resembling hardened blood beneath a dark crimson sky.
Within moments, the scales had covered large portions of his body, forming what appeared to be a second skin.
A dragon's armor.
A physical manifestation of the transformation taking place within him.
Then his forehead began to throb.
Two protrusions emerged from his head.
They grew outward and upward, gradually taking the shape of a pair of magnificent draconic horns.
Blood-red in color.
Their surface gleamed with a sinister brilliance, as though blood itself had been condensed and solidified into their structure.
From his back, something else began to emerge.
A long tail suddenly burst forth, extending several feet behind him.
It moved with a subtle, instinctive motion, its sharp, blade-like tip cutting through the surrounding air.
Damian's eyes changed next.
His pupils narrowed.
The rounded shape of his former humanoid eyes transformed into vertical slits, unmistakably draconic.
At the same time, a deep purple radiance began to burn within them.
A mysterious glow that made his gaze appear both majestic and terrifying.
The transformation continued.
His body retained its humanoid structure, yet the presence radiating from him had become fundamentally different.
He was no longer merely a humanoid being with draconic features.
He was something far closer to the source from which dragons themselves had originated.
A Progenitor Dragon.
And then, something even stranger happened.
The golden light surrounding the spear began to move.
It twisted.
It turned.
It spiraled through the air as though responding to an invisible command.
Yet Damian had given no such command.
The radiance possessed a will of its own.
Streams of golden light gathered around his transformed figure, coiling around his body like celestial serpents.
They moved in graceful spirals, wrapping around his scales, his horns, and his extended tail.
The golden energy continued to accumulate.
More and more of it converged upon Damian, until his entire figure stood at the center of a magnificent golden phenomenon.
The people within the palace finally began to realize what they were witnessing.
Their eyes widened.
Their expressions froze.
Even those who had lived for countless ages could not conceal their astonishment.
Because, for the first time, they were witnessing something they had never seen before.
The true draconic form of the Heavenly Son.
The form that had remained concealed beneath his humanoid appearance.
The form belonging to the being who possessed the authority of the Dragon Progenitor.
Damian.
The Heavenly Son.
The future Golden Dragon Emperor.
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