Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 45 Mythical Races
"How much of the conversation just now did you hear?"

After watching his adoptive mother leave, Noah looked at the little flower fairies peeking out from the flower garden. Their presence was so weak that he and his adoptive mother ignored them.

“I didn’t hear much.”

A little flower fairy spoke timidly, but her voice was soon overwhelmed by another more powerful voice.

"I didn't hear anything."

"Yes, I didn't hear it clearly either."

"We don't know anything."

Noah stared at this group of little flower fairies. These little guys had different personalities, preferences, and intelligence. In terms of diversity, they were no less than any intelligent race.

"No matter how much you just heard, don't leak a single word, otherwise, hmph!"

In the end, the young dragon just made a nasal sound and didn't say anything else. There were quite a few smart ones among these little flower fairies, so they would naturally do reading comprehension.

"What bloodline did my foster father awaken?"

After warning the little flower fairy, Noah began to think about it on his own.

The conversation just now really made people think about it. As a human being, being able to travel with a golden dragon and being entrusted with important tasks by a golden dragon can already show their extraordinaryness. Simply having good character cannot make a golden dragon entrust its offspring to others.

As a naturally superior spellcaster with outstanding talent, it is normal for his adoptive mother to be recognized by the Golden Dragon, but why did his adoptive father do so?
Everyone knows the status of melee professionals, but at that time, the adoptive father not only easily hooked up with a talented spellcaster of the same realm, but also won the high recognition of the Golden Dragon.

Because strictly speaking, it was Cassius, not his adoptive mother, who entrusted Noah to him. It was only because the two of them were together that Selena also received this entrustment and trust.

The only answer is the bloodline awakened by his adoptive father. It is this bloodline that can shatter all prejudices against melee professionals, break down the barriers between races, and allow even the most arrogant golden dragon to look at them differently.

"Titan?"

The answer is of course obvious. After all, the storm giants have been ruled out. Apart from this race that can be classified as mythical, what other giants can meet the requirements?

Although it is incredible, this is the answer, which makes all the unreasonable things reasonable.

Why can he carry the legend with his bloodline even though his adoptive father hasn't made a breakthrough yet?

Why was he just Ji Yi's adoptive father, like the ancient dragon, almost infertile and had to rely on spells like the Great Wish, which had unpredictable consequences, to leave offspring?

"This is incredible. Where did the Augustus family get the Titan bloodline?"

Although many questions that seemed unreasonable before now make sense, the biggest unreasonableness has appeared.

This was a question that Noah couldn't find a reasonable explanation for no matter how hard he tried. Not only that, Noah estimated that his biological parents couldn't find the answer either.

Because the Titans are a legendary race, all deeds related to the Titans can now be classified as ancient myths, even for the dragon race.

It is truly incredible that such a mythical race still has its bloodline circulating in the material world, and that it is carried by humans.

"However, now only my adoptive father has inherited the bloodline, and Taidel shows no signs of awakening, which is almost the same as being cut off!"

Pressing the question that had no possible answer, Noah looked at the current situation and couldn't help but shake his head.

Even if his adoptive father awakened, it would be useless. Not to mention the mixed bloodline, even this incomplete bloodline could not be passed down.

The glory of Titan is destined to never be reproduced, at least in the material world where he is, or even in the many surrounding dimensions.

Because even in his inherited memory, there are only a few words describing the Titans, which means that no ancient golden dragon has seen a Titan in the past tens of thousands of years.

Even the longest-lived true dragon species can only confirm the existence of a mythical race called the Titans; no dragon knows where they can be encountered.

"yawn----"

As Noah was digging up the relevant description in the tradition, a sleepy young man yawned, stretched himself and walked out of the dragon's nest, like a brown bear that had just awakened from hibernation.

"Awake?" "Yeah."

The young man, who still looked a little confused, responded.

"Did you sleep well?"

"I haven't had such a comfortable sleep in a long time."

The night breeze blowing through the forest brought with it the rich fragrance of flowers. In the distance, the endless mountains illuminated by the afterglow of the setting sun came into view. At this moment, the young man felt extremely relaxed all over.

"Now that you have slept comfortably, go and get me some pearls!"

Noah's tail swayed gently, but there was a thunderous sound of air explosion. The dragon's tail strike was always their most powerful attack method.

"what?"

Taidel didn't react for a moment.

"Have you forgotten your promise to me to personally fish out three thousand kilograms of pearls for me?"

"Of course I haven't forgotten, but isn't it dark now?"

The young man remembered the apology he had promised when he first entered the dragon's nest. His face suddenly turned bitter, and he pointed his finger at the starry night sky.

"What? Is the shining gold afraid of the night?"

"Of course I'm not afraid."

Taidel said subconsciously.

"Then what are you waiting for?"

Noah narrowed his eyes.
"It has been a long time since I tasted the pearls you picked for me."

"Just wait a moment."

At this time, the young man no longer made excuses. A glow of fighting spirit burst out from his body, causing his heavy clothes to rustle.

"I want you to fish it out yourself."

"Of course, I don't trust others."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man took off into the air and flew low down the mountain.

"Tsk, you don't know how to save money at all."

Noah muttered as he saw the young man disappear from his sight.

Gold-level warriors can already break free from the constraints of the earth's gravity by relying on their constantly accumulated and transformed fighting spirit, but their flight is not long-lasting and cannot be compared with that of spellcasters. However, when they reach the ultimate level, the situation will be reversed.

"Why didn't you inherit the Titan's bloodline? Even just a little bit would be great!"

Following the direction the young man left, Jinlong looked down at the city at the foot of the mountain. He was so lost in thought that he suddenly complained.

The Titans were a race that could stand shoulder to shoulder with the gods. Even in the memories of the dragon race, there had never been a Titan who had died of old age.

Even if one only inherits a little bit of the bloodline, his lifespan can probably be compared to that of immortal species like elves.

But no, the young man was a pure human, his blood was so pure that even the golden dragon was a little irritated. After all, humans were such fragile creatures.

The theoretical lifespan of a human being who has been promoted to gold is only 180 years. Breaking through to the Ultimate Intensity can only double that, and in reality it will be even shorter.

Such a life span is too short for a true dragon.

(End of this chapter)