Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 236: The Clash between the Lord of Hell and the Seraph

"Ophelia? Of course she's not bad."

Even though Noah had been seriously injured hundreds of times and had experienced the feeling of walking on the line between life and death dozens of times, his will and thinking remained the same.

This is the tenacity that the dark fruit gave Noah. The pain that those ordinary civilians felt when they suffered and struggled to survive was no less than half the pain Noah felt at this moment.

Noah, who had experienced their pain and felt all the difficulties they had gone through, was able to endure the physical abuse and mental torture, and even enjoyed it a little.

It was for this reason that the Seraphic Servant ended the trial. Seeing that this little dragon boy used this trial to improve his abilities at a speed visible to the naked eye, his feeling was truly indescribable.

If it weren't for those special relationships, Solophis wouldn't mind praising this golden dragon. It could be said to be the most outstanding dragon he had seen in the past thousands of years.

Unfortunately, the golden dragon touched his only weakness and had a child with it without telling him.

"Jinlong, watch your words. Do you think you have gained my recognition?"

"Isn't it?"

Noah wasn't polite at all.

It’s not that he is arrogant, but Noah believes that in front of such an existence, it is useless even to humble oneself.

If you beg for mercy, it will lower your impression score. If you act confidently or arrogantly, you may get unexpected gains.

"You are indeed excellent. Your combat learning ability amazes me, but these alone are not enough to gain my recognition. Compared with powerful creatures with outstanding talents, you are still far behind."

"Sir Solophis, you seem to have some misunderstanding. Your recognition is not important to me. Instead, have you thought about how to be a grandfather?"

"Are you provoking me?"

There was a hint of surprise in Solophis' tone.
"Have you ever thought about the consequences of this?"

"I'm not provoking you, I'm just not convinced. I don't understand what I have that you're dissatisfied with. In terms of identity, status, and future development potential, what is it about me that makes me unworthy of Ophelia?"

Noah questioned, being beaten up by Chitian Laodeng. Jin Long originally thought that the relationship with this Chitian God Servant would ease a lot, and Chitian Laodeng would take this opportunity to admit his identity as the dragon son-in-law, but the other party still picked on him.

Outrageous!

"Ophelia is my daughter, my only daughter!"

This is the answer of the Seraphim.

"To me, you are not qualified to compare with her."

"It's an answer that I find hard to refute. Perhaps after I become a father, I will be able to understand your state of mind, but the prerequisite is that I can have a daughter."

Noah was silent for a moment, and answered helplessly, but there was still a hint of provocation in his words.

"You are the most outstanding, but also the most arrogant golden dragon I have ever seen in the past three thousand years."

Wrapped in the boundless divine power, it was difficult to see his body and face, with only the rough outline of Seraphim slightly raised his head and looked behind Noah.

"If it were in the past, I wouldn't mind teaching you a little, but now, I don't have time."

Noah was suddenly startled at this moment, and looking back, he found that the corridor was wrapped in light from top to bottom. At this moment, one end had been eroded by endless darkness at some point, and a force that he was very familiar with was devouring the light.

The Power of Hell

"The new lord of hell? Ha!"

Chitian Laodeng's gaze was no longer on Noah, but was looking towards the source of the infinite darkness. Faintly, with the vision of an ancestral dragon, Noah saw a being sitting on the corpses of thousands of monsters, with a weapon in his hand.

"?"

Noah opened his eyes wide, wanting to see more clearly, but at this moment, a powerful and irresistible force fell on him.

Time and space were distorted, the void reappeared, and Noah fell back into the teleportation space flow returning to the continent of Zealandia. Both the corridor of light and the darkness that swallowed the light disappeared.

"No, wait for me a moment!"

Noah, who had not been shaken in his calm will after experiencing brutal fighting, now found it difficult to control his emotions. His dragon tail swayed, and even the space flow that enveloped him showed signs of instability.

"Ugh!"

Noah quickly calmed himself down and did not let himself fall during the return transmission, which would have been very troublesome. He could only keep recalling the scene he had just seen.

"Isn't that true?"

Jin Long had already guessed that, as far as Noah knew, there was only one person who could come and snipe Seraph at the right time.

"Hiss, this is totally unnecessary!"

Noah now didn't dare to imagine what would happen if a seraph from heaven and a high-level lord from hell met.

Although it is impossible for either of these two beings to die, one of them will inevitably be injured, otherwise it will not be possible to end.

Although emotionally, Noah is more inclined to the one in hell, but judging from reason, it is obvious that the Seraph Laodeng has the advantage.

Lao Deng has been at that level for many years and is very experienced. As for the Titan bloodline, what advantages can it have at this level?
Who is much worse than who?

"what--"

Noah sighed, but there was nothing he could do. This was the result of lack of communication.

He has survived it all. Although that old Chitian Deng still disliked him, his tone had softened a lot and he was ready to let him go.

But at this moment, the one from hell came looking for him. It would have been much better if it had come earlier.

"Hasn't my sin been in vain?"

As the golden dragon was feeling sad, the familiar rules of suppression emerged in Noah's perception. Although it made Noah feel a little uncomfortable, it also brought him an unprecedented sense of security.

He has returned to the material world.

Swish!
Along with waves of space ripples, the figure of the golden dragon appeared in the Mage City. The powerful fluctuations were perfectly absorbed by this spectacular building, and no force was transmitted to the outside world.

"Noah, are you okay?"

Before Noah could steady himself, a young girl jumped on him. However, she had just taken a few steps when a lake of blood fell from the sky, instantly completely immersing the golden dragon and the girl.

"Wow! What is this?"

Selina, who was covered in sticky dragon blood, screamed in anger.

"My blood!"

Seeing the bloody lake that was thrown back along with him by the angel Lao Deng, Noah suddenly felt a dull pain in every part of his body and felt extremely uncomfortable.

"So many? What happened to you?"

The moment Selena emerged from the lake, she performed a cleansing spell on herself. After cleaning herself, she looked at the golden dragon, whose head was only sticking out of the lake, with great curiosity in her eyes.

She had already discovered that the dragon in front of her was seriously injured, but the damage was limited and it would recover after a period of recuperation. However, it could also be seen that this dragon had been in bad luck during the period of time when it was separated from her, but the suffering it had suffered was not serious.

"It's Ophelia's father."

"Seraphim, it's just as I expected."

When Serena heard Noah's answer, she nodded with a look of understanding, as if everything was under control and she was calm and composed.

"Aunt, stop pretending. You didn't expect this at all."

Noah didn't believe it at all. If the foster mother really guessed that it was the Seraph who intercepted him, then the one in hell would not have been dispatched. "Why didn't she expect it? You harmed her daughter? As a father, isn't it natural for her to cause trouble to you?"

"What do you mean by calamity? It's clearly a matter of mutual affection."

Noah just felt that he was very wronged.

In fact, he and Ophelia reached a certain consensus on this matter. The angel felt that he had conquered the dragon, while the dragon believed that he had conquered the angel with his own charm.

"Bah, you deserve it. You let your own father bleed so much for you."

"I've made note of this account. I'll get it back sooner or later."

Noah didn't think he deserved this at all.

"You have great ambitions, but before you have this power, I advise you to be more honest and do your duty. It would be a wiser choice for you to have a good relationship with this Seraphim."

"You're not worried at all?"

Noah looked at his adoptive mother who looked gloating.

"What am I worried about?"

Serena looked puzzled.

"Nothing much. What's the situation in the Kingdom of Atlas? How's the situation in Urnos?"

Compared to the war outside the world that is difficult to interfere with, Noah still focuses on the present, and his adoptive mother does not seem to be ready to reveal more to him.

"I've checked. Urnos's condition has stabilized and he won't die. As for the specific situation, it's simple to explain. The undead in the north think that he is the irreplaceable monarch of the Atlas Kingdom, so they want to use a decapitation tactic on him."

Selina spoke succinctly and lightly, leaving Noah stunned.

"A decapitation tactic implemented against Urnos?"

"If you want to know the details, you can ask Urnos himself. I don't have time to be your interpreter."

"Okay, I'll ask."

"Do you still want this dragon blood?"

"No, throw it into the Dragon Territory."

"This is such a waste. I have to take some."

"As long as it doesn't leak out, you can do whatever you want with it."

Noah didn't care about the waste blood. As long as he provided enough nutrition, there would be no problem in regenerating as much dragon blood as possible.

After leaving the Mage City, Noah returned to his Ten Thousand Dragons Palace and thought for a while before contacting Uther City.
"Ur? You're okay!"

"Uncle Noah."

Seeing the figure of Jin Long, the young man who looked quite good coughed, and a trace of blood immediately seeped out from the corner of his mouth.

"Stop pretending!"

Noah showed a look of disdain. Although it was just a communication array, and they could only see each other's projection, but with Noah's understanding of Urnos, he could make a rough judgment based on the information revealed in the projection.
"Tell me about your story."

"I can't hide it from you..."

Urnos wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and answered Noah's doubts.

He did encounter an assassination attempt by the Undead from the north. There was a total of five legendary undead members in the assassination team, which met the standards for slaying dragons. Among them were two spellcasters, a corpse wizard and a lich.

If it were an ordinary monarch, facing such an assassination team, he would certainly be in big trouble if he was completely unprepared.

The problem is that Urnos is not ordinary at all, not to mention that the palace he lives in is built to deal with disasters like the invasion of Hell.

Therefore, it was no surprise that Urnos killed all the invading undead.

This result shocked the whole country, because after the first assassination attempt, many nobles in the kingdom began to question the monarch's fighting ability.

After all, a lone assassin not only hurt the king, but also escaped unscathed. However, the undead who launched the second wave of assassinations were obviously deeply troubled by this news. Even if they thought they had overestimated it, they found out that they had underestimated it after the encounter.

"You suspected that someone in the kingdom had rebellious intentions towards you, so you used this assassination attempt and pretended to be seriously injured."

After understanding how his nephew had accomplished the counterattack and knowing why there were reports that he was seriously injured, Noah was speechless.

"It's not a disguise. I was indeed seriously injured."

Wuornos explained.

"If I had come to see you a little later, your injury would have almost healed."

"It'll take a while to grow."

"Your subjects are unlucky to have a king like you."

Noah complained.

"If you are loyal to me, how could you possibly be unlucky?"

"That's true. Just go and clean up the rebellion slowly."

After finishing the communication with his eldest nephew, Noah spent a little more energy and finally got in touch with his nephew and grandnephew whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

"Uncle, what's the emergency? It's not convenient for me to contact you now."

"Where are you?"

Seeing the background behind the black-haired young man opposite, Noah felt something was wrong.

"The great cemetery."

"…You have entered the Immortal Council?"

Noah was silent for a while, and probably guessed what was going on.

"The nomination has just been approved, and I will attend the first meeting soon."

Wayne replied.

"Do you know why your nomination was approved this time?"

"Yes, the leader of the Banshees and the chief of the Corpse Witches have fallen, and their positions are now vacant."

The young man looked calm, and he was not excited about entering the inner circle of the kingdom of the dead.

"Do you know why these two fell?"

"I was trying to communicate with you, but you didn't respond to me."

"You have that man you don't want to name to thank."

"It was you, my uncle, who arranged for me to be able to sit here. If I were to express gratitude, it should be you, my uncle, who should be thanking me, not me."

"That's true, but it's undeniable that you also gained huge benefits from this and completed the most critical promotion."

(End of this chapter)