Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 686 - 391: Father, Can I Have a Hug?

"Father, what’s going on with Cezer’s spiritual energy?"

Terramus, who had specifically returned from the battlefield to visit his son, asked Noah with great confusion.

He couldn’t understand why his offspring would awaken such an extreme form of spiritual energy; he himself had no such problem. Even his partner, the Yellow Jade Dragon, who possessed inherent spiritual power, had psychic abilities.

Yet their child awakened the spiritual power named the Power of Ashes by his father. This puzzled Terramus because the Dragon Clan should inherit the power originally possessed by their parents from their bloodline. How could there be such an exaggerated mutation?

"What’s with the expression on your face? What’s so strange about it?"

Noah glanced at his somewhat agitated younger son, expressing his dissatisfaction.

"The Spiritual Ability System itself is rich and varied, and combined with my bloodline, what does such a change count for? Isn’t it very normal?"

"But this power is too extreme!"

Terramus furrowed his brow and said, not that he thought this manifestation of his offspring’s power was too evil.

To truly speak of evil, who could compare to someone like him appearing as a Golden Dragon yet actually commanding an ever-expanding Undead Mechanical Army?

He truly cared about the difficulty of controlling this overly extreme power, that Cezer would inevitably be shunned by surrounding creatures. Who would want to approach a being of destruction surrounded entirely by ashes?

"He will control it."

Noah responded calmly, having confidence in his grandson, because he was now personally guiding and educating him.

"Father, does this mean he can’t enter Dragon Academy?"

"What do you think?"

Noah did not want to answer such ignorant questions.

Precisely because Cezer was not suitable for entering the academy, Noah was personally educating him. Now, in his territory, all Dragons must attend the academy; this has become a rule.

Cezer, in his childhood, most eagerly anticipated entering the academy to study. The Metallic Dragon Race liked socializing, but, unfortunately, this young hatchling’s anticipation was destined to fall through. Before he mastered the Power of Ashes, it wasn’t possible for him to enter Dragon Academy.

"Thank you for your efforts!"

Terramus slightly bowed his head.

"Instead of saying these words, you might as well come back more often, and don’t always focus your energy underground."

Although Noah believes his company and guidance should mitigate most of his grandson’s anxieties and fears, the more accompanying Dragons, the better.

"My energy can only be concentrated underground."

Upon hearing these words, Noah couldn’t help but look up, gazing at his son before him.

"It’s not that you can’t participate in battles between planes, but your army is too unique, not able to be concealed from the gods."

"I know, so I focus my energy on building my own underground kingdom."

"..."

Noah was silent for a while; the second Cross-dimensional Gate has already been completed, but Noah did not personally lead the army, instead entrusting the heavy duty to his eldest son. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Now it is his eldest son, Iliad, independently commanding the army, fighting abroad, assisted by the Beastman King, Grom, as the main force against the Divine’s incarnation.

The reason Noah dared to entrust this boldly was that after two crusade wars, the Flame Sun Sovereign’s faith had suffered significant setbacks.

Through Noah’s communications with the gods, certain unnamed divinities were already preparing for the Divine War, and the Flame Sun Sovereign Heliers sensed the danger and no longer dared to expend excessive Divine Power or project his incarnation into the Material Realm.

Although protecting his worldly faith from extinction is defending his future, his current existence is already seriously threatened.

If he were killed and fallen from the heights, then in the future without the True God’s protection, his faith cult would quickly collapse under the hunting attacks of other True Gods, with little hope of revival.

On the contrary, if he can withstand it, what does it matter if the sect of the Mortal World is extinct? As a divine being, he never lacks faith.

Once knowing these messages, Noah assigned this task to his eldest son for honing and training, while his younger son did not step onto the battlefield.

He did not want the Undead Mechanical Army to be exposed to too many eyes, preferring to keep it more low-key. Who knows how many divine beings are watching this war he started?

Currently, there is minimal interference from the divine beings because they already know about the agreements Noah has made with certain gods.

This can also be considered part of the Divine War; without vested interests, no divine being would blindly join the war initiated by other deities.

The Divine War’s development is likely to conclude with the fall of one or even multiple divine beings, and such risks are not what everyone is willing to bear.

"What thoughts do you have about your future development?"

"I don’t have any thoughts; being an Underworld King is enough."

Terramus replied with a plain tone.

"Being merely a Dark Territory King is unworthy of my offspring. Have you never thought of becoming a Dragon God or Dragon King?"

The younger son’s emotions were unmistakably evident; Noah pondered slightly and could guess the reason. It was because this grandson’s treatment was drastically different from that of his father’s time.