Chapter 1623 Qualifications [2]

Chapter 1623 Qualifications [2]

Even Damien didn't know that Rose had come to Arulion. Since she'd been in the Aureat Clan's hidden territory for the entirety of his stay in the kingdom, he hadn't sensed her either.

It would be quite a surprising moment when they met each other or realized each other's presence, but that wasn't any time soon.

Currently, Damien was headed towards a completely different hidden territory.

'August won't be able to grow in time.'

It was a simple yet true statement. Even if August won the heir wars, he'd face far too much opposition for him to actually be able to take the position of Dragon Emperor.

Of course, he still wouldn't be strong enough even if Damien removed all of the obstacles from his path, but that was something Damien had already planned for.

'For now, the most important thing is supporting his journey.'

Damien wasn't going to directly start a war with the Holy Clans. Not yet, at least. He wanted to convert as many of them as possible before resorting to killing.

Not because he was a pacifist now, but because they were necessary meat shields for when the war against the Sacred Abyss began.

'I mean, they are a great fighting force that will be respected and honored...yeah, that's a better way to say it.'

Damien had a lot of respect for dragons as a whole. It was the second bloodline he'd ever possessed and the basis of his strength for a long time. Most of the dragons he met in the lower universe were people worthy of respect.

However, these Holy Clans were not the same as them. They needed to be destroyed and restructured before they could be of use to anyone.

The respect they thought they deserved was only meant for their Holy Dragon ancestors. They were nothing more than leeches.

'But that's usually how it goes with things like this.'

No matter how great the first generation was, power would eventually corrupt the family line and lead it to ruin.

It was a story as old as time, a fate that had befallen many a kingdom and empire,

'The real question is...what is that guy doing?'

The Dragon Emperor...

Qinglong's memories were unraveling almost to a point where Damien and August were seeing the same thing despite starting at opposite ends.

From what Damien had seen, the Dragon Emperor wasn't one of the people involved in overthrowing Qinglong.

versions of every elemental dragon. August had no problems blending in.

August was just happily going on his way, in his own world as he made it to the teleportation array and paid the fare.

This wasn't his first time teleporting. Unlike most who took the arrays to get around, he didn't feel any discomfort as he arrived at his destination.

Arragon was just as prosperous, if not more, as the place he'd just come from, but August did his best to stay focused on the goal.

'The heir wars...'

He'd been studying about it for the past month.

It was a long event, spanning over the course of several months or even years depending on how well the participants were doing.

Young geniuses would compete in several categories, and those who came out on top would fight each other directly for a chance to become the Dragon Emperor's successor.

Even then, the winner had to pass one more trial, presented by the Dragon Emperor himself.

If that trial couldn't be passed, then the Dragon Emperor would choose his favorite prospect from the final tournament and give them a trial.

If even that person failed, then the tournament would have to start over and the same process would be repeated until a satisfactory candidate appeared.

Now, it rarely took that much effort to find the successor, however, the process was completely fleshed out to accommodate for the possibility. They couldn't skimp on the details for a ritual so important.

'I wonder who I'll meet.'

Damien told him he would find geniuses on his level and even those above him. He was excited to meet the people who represented his generation.

After all, they were not only his competition, but also the allies he'd take over the world with.

August almost forgot how to be optimistic when he was experiencing his ancestral memories. However, the world made him want to think otherwise.

There was a lot of bad, but there was an equal amount of good.

Optimism wasn't something he could have just because he wanted it.

But if he could fix the bad parts of the world and protect the good...

As long as he could achieve his goals, then his optimism would be warranted.

That was all the assurance he needed to maintain it.