Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 390: Noah's Heir Falls? The Power of Ashes

"Is my blood special?"

Noah looked at his second son's departing back and pondered for a moment. He had already considered this possibility because he had discovered that he seemed not to be affected by factors such as the high rank of the dragon bloodline and the difficulty in having offspring due to being too strong.

This indescribable but seemingly real immunity not only affects him, but also his partner.

Because according to common sense, his eldest son Eliade should not have been born, because he was already an ancestor dragon at that time, and his mother was a legendary Seraph who had been famous for a long time.

According to the balance rule of prosperity of all things, both Noah and Ophelia should have lost their fertility. It is not because of their own functional loss, but because the balance rule in the dark does not allow it.

But Noah ignored this rule of balance. Not only did he ignore it, but Ophelia was also exempted. If such a miracle only happened once, it could be regarded as the favor and favor of the Creator.

But this happened not just once, but again and again, each time more excessive than the last, especially with the birth of his youngest daughter, Skadilo. It would have been fine if it was just opposing attributes, but Noah was already close to the peak of the material world at that time. Logically speaking, it was impossible for him to give birth to offspring.

Even if creatures at this level do not have any special bloodline, the starting point of their offspring is superior to the pinnacle achievements of more than 99% of creatures in the world.

The resources consumed by this type of creatures during their growth process are even more terrifying. Even if they do nothing but eat and grow normally, they will invisibly occupy the living space of many species and creatures.

It can be said that the more powerful creatures there are, the more all living things will wither. Of course, the existence of powerful creatures is also necessary, as they can regulate the balance of the ecosystem. This is the way to achieve balance for all things.

In the dark, there is an invisible will that maintains the balance of all things. It is based on this that creatures with strong strength or too high bloodline level find it difficult to reproduce.

But this will bypassed Noah, or rather, it was particularly favorable to Noah, giving Noah supreme grace and favor. Not only him, but even his descendants could receive this honor.

"Golden tree?"

Noah could only make such a guess. The law of balance of all things is not dominated by any will and is not affected by anything. No god can control this power. This is a basic law that cannot be trampled upon.

Therefore, according to Noah's judgment, there must be a powerful force that helped him overcome the restrictions and allowed him to obtain some small-scale privileges.

Based on this speculation and judgment, Noah really couldn't think of anything else except the golden tree rooted in the nebula.

"Never mind, it's not a bad thing, it's good like this."

Noah did not dwell on this matter too much. Being too curious is not a good thing. Since he has gained benefits, he should be happy about it. Don't always think about digging out the root secret. Perhaps the moment he knows the root secret, all the benefits will be gone.

"grandfather!"

When Noah saw his eldest grandson again, this young dragon with psychic powers, although still quite shy and even a little timid, no longer hid when it saw Noah, but dared to step forward and greet him politely.

"Well, how have you been these days? Are the food and drinks to your liking?"

Looking at the little guy in front of him, who was slightly evasive in his eyes but still tried hard to restrain his body's instinctive impulses and stood in front of him with a humble and docile attitude, Noah lowered his head and asked in a gentle tone.

“I eat very well.”

Speaking of food, Xizel's eyes suddenly lit up. Obviously, the food in Noah's palace left a very good impression on him. No matter what he wanted to eat, the dragon fairies would find it for him, and it would be of the highest quality.

"That's good. If you have any requests, just ask. If they can't satisfy you, you can come and find your grandfather."

"Okay, thank you Grandpa!"

The young dragon was polite but reserved.

"Go and play!"

Noah waved his claws. Because of this little dragon, Noah specially arranged a group of little fairies and big fairies to be his playmates, just to make him live happier here.

This is a little dragon hatchling that will shrink back into its egg in fear, seeking a sense of security, just by looking at him. If he is put under too much pressure, God knows what kind of personality he will develop.

Therefore, the environment that Noah arranged for him was full of vitality, liveliness and cheerfulness, and a positive atmosphere full of joy and laughter. No one was more suitable than the goblin.

However, less than half a month later, the timid, reserved and shy little dragon brought Noah a "little surprise".

"Your Majesty Noah, this is bad, His Highness Caesar has fallen!"

Palm-sized goblins were running around in the corridor in groups, their noisy voices echoing in the palace, and they were soon scolded by the higher-level goblins.

"Your Majesty is in a quiet place, no noise is allowed."

Soon, this group of goblins who broke the rules were quickly arrested. Then, not long after, a dragon goblin with a solemn face led this group of goblins to meet Noah and report to Noah a very bad news.

"Your Majesty, His Highness Xizel has some problems, please go and take a look!"

"understood."

Noah's tone was calm, as if nothing had happened. He looked up at the solemn dragon fairy and the frightened fairies below, and gave them a sedative.

"That's not degeneration, that's awakening."

Noah did not have the ruins of the dilapidated palace on the Orpheus Mountains cleared, let alone rebuild on top of it. He deliberately preserved it and cleared a misty passage so that everyone who arrived at Elishim could look up and see the ruins on the top of the mountains.

The palace he now lived in was only temporary and not as grand as it used to be. Therefore, Noah was in control of everything that happened within the palace.

Noah noticed when something went wrong with Caesar, but when he found out that the problem was just his eldest grandson awakening the essence of his power, he stopped intervening. The small commotion that had been caused was also within his expectations.

"Alas, you are a coward and have no strength. Fortunately, I didn't give such an evaluation!"

After driving away the goblins, Noah looked up at the empty hall below, sighed, and then disappeared in a flash.

When he appeared again, he stepped into a palace courtyard covered with ashes, and this was where his eldest grandson Xizel lived. Originally, this place was full of fresh flowers and greenery, and the flowers were splendid and colorful. It was not only the favorite environment of the plant elves, but more importantly, it was also the favorite habitat of the golden dragon.

It can be said that this is the courtyard built by Noah with reference to the environment of his own nest when he was young. Unfortunately, this beautiful scenery that he spent a lot of effort to build has turned into ashes all over the ground. Among these ashes is a young dragon with panic in his eyes and looks a little confused.

"Grandfather, what's wrong with me?"

Seeing Noah's appearance, the young dragon, whose mood had gradually become brighter and more lively with the company of the elves, could not help but take a step back.

But he only took a small step back and happened to touch a charred wooden stake, which was suspected to be the last remnant of some vine that had been burned to ashes. It immediately shattered and turned into carbon slag all over the ground.

"They said I was corrupted? Did I really become an evil dragon?"

As he spoke, Xizel couldn't help but curl up his limbs slightly, and subconsciously tried to enter a self-protective posture.

"Of course not. They are just a bunch of little guys who have never seen the world. What do they know? It's just that your psychic power has been fully awakened. There's no need to panic."

Noah first reprimanded the group of nonsense goblins, and then began to comfort his grandson.

He had finally managed to make his grandson's personality improve a little, but the awakening of his psychic powers changed the little guy back to normal, but he became worse than before.

"But my power..."

"Isn't this normal? You are my descendant. Do you know what title I have? But many dragon people call me the Golden Sun. Under the sun, everything will turn to ashes. You inherited my bloodline and have such power. Isn't this normal?"

Noah comforted his grandson and helped him resolve his worries.

Suddenly, a sweeping force erupted from his body, causing all things to wither. Wherever it passed, everything turned to ashes. This scene was so horrifying that it frightened the little goblin and also scared César himself.

He had never thought that he could be so terrible, so much so that when the goblins shouted that he was corrupt, he almost believed it and suspected that something was wrong with him.

"But I didn't release the flame."

Although his grandfather personally testified and comforted the little guy, even though he was young, he did not believe everything he was told. He had his own thoughts and cognition.

This is why true dragons are almost impossible to tame. Some dragons may surrender temporarily for the sake of their lives, but once they have accumulated enough strength and find an opportunity, they will definitely retaliate.

"This has nothing to do with fire. This is your power, and part of it comes from me. Do you think I look like a fallen dragon?"

Noah pointed at himself. His little grandson was already able to accept his original form. Of course, he couldn't maintain his original form, so he had to shrink a little.

"of course not."

Xizel shook his head vigorously. He certainly didn't think that his grandfather would be a fallen dragon.

He already knew many things about his grandfather, and one of his grandfather's achievements was that he independently suppressed a hell disaster that was about to break out and saved the world. Although it was not the plane he was in now, it made no difference. His grandfather was the savior. How could a savior become a fallen one?

"So, you are my grandson, how could you possibly fall? Don't panic. All those who accuse you of falling are slandering me. Remember their faces and names and tell me when the time comes."

Noah was earnestly instructing his grandson, and after hearing what Noah said, César couldn't help but nod vigorously, and his mood unconsciously relaxed a lot.
"Okay, I'll remember them."

When Noah's words spread, there was really no one talking about the grandson of the Holy Dragon anymore. After all, he was the Holy Dragon. Who in this land could bear such a crime? Even if he was not sentenced to any punishment, the crime alone was enough to send his soul back to the underworld.

However, Xizel was not very happy because his psychic nature had just awakened and he could no longer touch any animals or plants at will.

Strength of Ashes
This extremely noble dragon is like the incarnation of some ominous thing; its existence itself symbolizes withering and destruction.

Anything that has life but is unfortunately touched by him will be like the residue left after being burned by fire, leaving behind something like charcoal or just some ashes.

This resulted in the goblins no longer daring to approach him, and he could only live in a specific palace, and everything he touched had to be specially customized.

"grandfather!"

However, despite such a huge change in his life in his childhood, and the emergence of the power of ash that his own temperament could not tolerate and even extremely rejected, César did not fall into despair.

Because Noah would take time out every day to accompany his eldest grandson, reading books, explaining magic, and giving him guidance on things that interested him.

Mainly, things in the territory were on track. Noah had solved most of the problems, and he left the remaining finishing work to the lords and vassals under his command.

The first cross-border gate, built under the supervision of his eldest son, has been stably anchored in the Roll plane. Of course, more importantly, Noah has already established the reputation of the Holy Dragon in that plane.

Everything that the Kingdom of the Fiery Sun once had has been taken over by Noah, whether it is the territory, cities, people, or its vassals, everything has been incorporated into the order constructed by Noah.

All this is because Noah suppressed the Gate of Hell in the final battle. In this battle, the fierce fighting power displayed by Noah really shocked the local forces of the Rawl plane.

So when Noah announced that he would occupy the Kingdom of the Fiery Sun and accept its vassals, there was almost no opposition, and his vassals chose to surrender very decisively.

"Hey, little Cecil, have you made any progress today?"

Looking at the little dragon that came to him on its own initiative, Noah's already good mood couldn't help but become even better.

"I can pick the little flowers!"

Hearing Noah's question, the dragon cub carefully picked a branch of magical flowers from the vase in front of it and showed off, then held it in front of Noah like a treasure.

"Yes, my grandson is really amazing!"

Unfortunately, when Noah was about to take it, the branch, which originally contained vigorous vitality, withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, as if it had been burned by a raging fire, and turned into ashes, with all its vitality gone.

(End of this chapter)