Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 112 Noah, do you think I have reached my limit?
"Lord Noah!"

Baal, now a young dragon, looks much pleasing to the eye than when he was a dragon cub. Although he is still a big-headed dragon baby, his proportions are much more coordinated and his body has grown a lot.

Only when it reaches the teenage dragon stage will its body proportions become harmonious and it will possess a bit of the charm of a red dragon.

"Well, you are very good!"

Although this very interesting red dragon did not start to flatter and fart as he did when he first met him, Noah did not blame him but praised him instead.

The main thing is that this guy is in a really miserable state now. One of his two thick dragon horns is broken, one of his eyes is cracked, and there are only a few intact dragon scales on his body. Torn flesh can be seen in many parts of his body. His wings are also limp and hanging on both sides of his body, and I don’t know how many bones are broken.

In this physical condition, he was still able to get up and respectfully call "Master Noah", which was already very flattering, and Noah could not blame him too much.

The culprit who caused the red dragon to look so miserable is naturally Noah's eldest nephew Urnos. This kid is now very cruel. A mere red dragon hatchling can no longer satisfy him. This guy's daily routine now is to wrestle with the cloud giant boy.

Although he doesn't look old and is obviously a boy of almost five years old, his physical condition is similar to that of an ordinary three-year-old human baby, but he is much bigger in size and his physical fitness is even more overwhelming.

Born with Titan blood, he also has some characteristics of the immortal species, that is, developmental delay. On the other hand, it means that his natural lifespan is much longer than that of ordinary mortals.

"What rewards and compensation do you want?"

Noah is not an unreasonable dragon. In this respect, he is very similar to his adoptive mother Selena. He rewards merits and punishes faults. Only in this way can he make his servants and vassals fight to the death.

Otherwise, how can we establish a force that can command one side, be full of vitality, and continue to develop upward? Do you really think that you can do whatever you want just because you have invincible combat power?
If subordinates do real work but are not given due rewards, then the originally loyal subordinates will be forced to start to be bad or even betray.

"Lord Noah, I am not begging for any reward, I just hope you can restrain Master Wuer and stop hitting my dragon horns. If the dragon horns are broken, I will no longer be eligible to woo a mate, and I will not be able to have my own offspring."

The young dragon Bal had a face full of sorrow and sadness. Most of the scales on his body had fallen off, but he didn't care, because they could grow back anyway. Even if his bones were broken, he could endure such pain.

But the only thing he couldn't tolerate was that his dragon horns were broken. You know, dragon horns are a secondary sexual characteristic for dragons.

A pair of thick, big and long handsome dragon horns may be the key to attracting a female dragon. On the contrary, if the dragon horns are broken, it will attract the opposite sex's doubts and ridicule.

Although broken dragon horns can grow back, it will take a long time. For ordinary dragons, they have to wait until adulthood or even old age to grow this tissue again.

But by that time, the young and beautiful female dragons of the past have all grown old! Although there will definitely be other young female dragons, they will no longer have the taste of youth.

When he thought about how he would reach the age of courting, but would not be favored by other female dragons because of his broken horn, and would even be despised, Baal felt extremely sad and felt that there was no point in living.

"I will warn him. As for your broken dragon horn, well, there should be a way to repair it."

Noah certainly knew what dragon horns meant to dragons, and no dragon did not cherish their horns.

One of the main reasons why the white dragon is despised is that this thing does not have a proper dragon horn on its head. It is just a bone spur-like protrusion, which is embarrassing.

"Can I restore my dragon horns before I become a young dragon?"

After hearing the golden dragon's promise, Bal asked with great hope. He himself could not think of any solution. There was no such thing in the inheritance of the colorful dragon. There was no way to make up for it.

"it should be OK."

Noah's tone was somewhat uncertain.

"Thank you, Master Noah."

Bal kowtowed to Noah, and this time he kowtowed with all his heart, more sincerely than any other time since he was born, because he really wanted his broken dragon horn to grow back.

"Take these fire element crystals. They will help your wounds heal faster."

Noah casually scattered some fire element crystals. These things were formed when his dragon body naturally attracted free elements in the atmosphere while he was unconscious. The highly concentrated elements condensed and naturally precipitated to form crystals.

This has certain economic value, but for Noah himself, he would not even want to use it as a snack. However, it is just right to give it to the red dragon.

"Merciful Lord Noah, I sincerely praise your kindness!"

With the tangible benefits in hand, Bal plucked up his courage and said a few words to the dragon.

"Go down and rest."

Noah waved his dragon claw.

After the little red dragon, which was covered with wounds and looked horrible, went down, Noah's eyes turned to Urnos who was fighting one against three on the training ground.

Because of his Titan blood, this little guy now has two different forms. One is a human form that is just stronger and taller than a normal person, and the other is a giant form that can fight against large creatures.

Now this little guy is transforming into a giant and beating several cloud giant boys of similar size to the ground. The blood on his fists looks so shocking.

"Titan bloodline is so powerful!"

Noah watched his nephew's performance on the training ground and couldn't help but sigh.

"This is indeed a very powerful bloodline."

A calm and slightly magnetic voice came from behind. Noah turned his head and immediately saw a familiar man.

However, this man no longer had the terrifying aura that seemed to collapse the sky when he returned from carrying the mountain that day. Instead, he was just plain and calm, looking like an ordinary young man. There was no suffocating sense of oppression, but rather plain and calm, with a sense of returning to nature.

"Uncle, you're back? Is the underground war over?"

Noah was a little surprised and a little confused.

"I just finished a battle and brought back some of the spoils. I came by to take a look and will go back later."

Cassius replied that his wife had launched a daring war, and that the main support of this war was him. Without him, the war would be a suicide mission and could not be launched at all, because he was the only advantage that the surface had over the underground.

"profound."

"You have trained Ur for so long. Now tell me what you think of him. How far do you think he can go in the future with his Titan bloodline?"

Noah immediately started thinking about it. It must be said that this was a very challenging question.

"Just say it directly, don't worry."

"Becoming an Ultimate should be a natural thing. If it comes to Legend, there should be certain challenges, but I don't think it will be a big problem." Jin Long gave the answer.

"So, you think his future destination is legend?"

"If there are no accidents, it should be."

Noah nodded. After all, Urnos not only had talent, but he also worked hard and was not afraid of bleeding or getting injured on the training ground. With such diligence, he naturally had a great chance of becoming a legend.

"What about me? In your eyes, am I able to become a legend only because of my Titan bloodline?"

Cassius said abruptly, and the Golden Dragon's brain suddenly went into shutdown mode.

"Hahaha, Noah, I'm not trying to embarrass you, I'm just chatting, relax a little."

"Uh, uncle, why do you have such an idea? Talent, bloodline, and hard work are all indispensable factors for becoming a legend. Even if you don't have Titan bloodline, with your talent and hard work, it's only a matter of time before you become a legend."

Noah felt confused and began to wonder what had happened to his adoptive father.
Because the ultimate purpose of life was broken, more than half of the life span was cut short?

"But what if my talent comes from Titan blood? Do you think it's possible for me to become a legend just through my own efforts?"

"This……"

Noah was suddenly speechless, not knowing how to respond. Although it was cruel, the fact was, if hard work was useful, then what was the need for genius?
“Hard work is an ordinary, common, but extremely rare quality. Being able to persist in doing something that will not bring any short-term rewards requires a very strong spirit and will.”

Cassius spoke, not letting the atmosphere fall into silence;

"People with this kind of quality, if they are not too unlucky, can often achieve some success. Even if I have no talent or bloodline, I should be the same.

But my blood and talent have enabled me to achieve greater success and have enabled me to receive greater rewards for my efforts and struggles.

It is my Titan bloodline that has given me everything I have now, there is no doubt about that.

I will not shy away from it, nor will I be ashamed to say that I am who I am today because of my Titan bloodline."

The man looked calm, and when Noah didn't know what to say, he mentioned the question he had just asked again, but it was a little different.

"Since you think that Ur has a good chance of breaking through and becoming a legend, then how far do you think he can go in becoming a legend?"

"This is hard to say!"

This is another extremely difficult question to answer.

There are differences between legends. Legends who have just been promoted, extraordinary legends who have realized this realm for hundreds of years, near-saint legends who have condensed divinity, demigods who have ignited the divine fire, and gods who are preparing for the deification ceremony, all belong to the legendary realm.

But is this the same thing?
of course not.

The gap between these two realms is too big.

"If you were a real Titan, you probably wouldn't have such hesitation."

Seeing Noah's embarrassed look, Cassius smiled and teased,
"A true Titan has a nearly infinite lifespan. Every Titan has the potential to challenge the gods. As long as they don't fall due to accidents, they will eventually become beings that are on par with the gods."

"Yes."

Noah agreed dryly. This was the Titan recorded in the dragon clan’s heritage. They were so powerful that they could be called a race of gods.

They disappeared from many material planes for tens of thousands of years without leaving any trace. I wonder whether this is a blessing or a curse for the creatures in thousands of planes.

"Unfortunately, Urdu and I are just mortals who are lucky enough to carry the blood of the Titans. Our achievements cannot be the same as those of the real Titans. The blood of the Titans gives us a higher starting point, but it also gives us incredible shackles."

Facing the confused gaze of the Golden Dragon, Cassius gave his own evaluation of his grandson.

“Ur has a great chance of becoming a legend in the future with the help of Titan bloodline, but if he cannot revive the Titan bloodline for the second and third time like me, making the bloodline more perfect.

Then, his future achievements will stop here, and he will stay at the first or second level of legend for the rest of his life, and will never be able to move forward."

Bloodline shackles? !

Noah was shocked. This was a shackle hanging over the heads of many creatures, the most famous of which was the Blood Warlock.

They often don't need to do anything, just eat and sleep normally, and they can easily possess power that other extraordinary professionals envy.

But they have no way of deciding what power they possess. More importantly, when the power in their bloodline has been exhausted, all they can do for the rest of their lives is to pursue the source of their bloodline and devote their entire lives to perfecting and sublimating their bloodline.

Apart from this, there is nothing else they can do because any of their practice and efforts are almost ineffective.

This is the blood shackles!
"how come?"

Noah was stunned at first, then he suddenly realized.

The Titans are supreme, but an incomplete Titan bloodline does not mean supremacy.

"Noah, do you think I've reached my limit?"

Cassius once again asked a question that made Noah feel particularly uncomfortable. There was no way to answer it at all.

What did he know? He didn’t know to what extent his adoptive father’s Titan bloodline had awakened, so how could he know where the limit was?

"You know what? The most amazing thing about Titan blood is that as long as I fight, as long as I challenge a strong enemy, it will become active and boiling. I can feel the blood surging in my body, and I can feel my muscles, bones, blood and flesh being constantly strengthened. With every battle, I will become stronger."

Cassius looked at Noah and revealed the secrets contained in the Titan bloodline.
"Unfortunately, my Titan bloodline has reached its limit. The last bloody battle was the most brutal battle I have ever experienced in my life.

But the increase in my strength is minimal. After all, my bloodline is incomplete and I am not a true Titan, so this result is normal."

The man's tone was quite open-minded and indifferent, without any sense of loss or depression. Noah even felt a high morale in it.

"But that was my bloodline reaching its limit, I don't think I reached my own limit.

My road is still far away! "

(End of this chapter)