Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire.

Chapter 472 The Walking Lord of Death, the Disaster of All Living Things

"Death Realm!"

This is an area so small that even Noah's real body cannot completely cover it. However, although the area is small, its essence is too terrifying.

Any living being encompassed by this domain will be attacked by the equivalent of an instant death spell at any moment. Even if they pass the instant death judgment, a portion of their life force will be deprived.

Faced with such a field, no living creature except divine creatures would be spared. Even legends could not escape. Just look at the child's mother, the pale-faced Hela at the moment.

Such a power of death is too overbearing, and its essential status is too high, resulting in few creatures in the material world being able to escape. Noah can ignore it, but apart from Noah, there are very few beings who can ignore this realm of death.

"Put away your territory!"

Noah lowered his head, and stared at his grandson whose true appearance had been revealed with his shining golden dragon eyes. The majesty of the Golden Dragon Emperor was everywhere. Although this grandson was not a divine evil, he was better than a divine evil. The only thing that made him stronger than a divine evil was that he possessed clear reason and consciousness, and was not a chaotic and disordered monster.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to."

Under Noah's gaze, Hades, who was looking at the world curiously, suddenly showed a timid look, and when he heard Noah's request or order, he quickly realized that something was wrong.

It was as if the realm of death embodiment began to converge. Hila, whose face had been growing increasingly paler, heaved a sigh of relief at this moment, as if a huge burden had been lifted off her shoulders.

After becoming pregnant, the Archangel, who had been in extremely poor condition, now recovered her complexion at a speed visible to the naked eye and gradually became rosy. The many treasures that she had swallowed before to replenish the source of life really came into play at this moment.

"I am your grandfather. For the next period of time, you will follow me in cultivation."

As for this grandson who is the most special and has the most evil and extreme talent so far, Noah decides to bring him with him personally and teach him well.

Although many scholars believe that power has no distinction between good and evil, the final path it will take is determined by the user. Even in the abyss, there will be holy warriors who worship goodness, and in the heavens there will be demons who fall into hell.

However, the nature of power has a huge impact on the character and worldview of living beings. Whether it is a demon paladin or a demon from heaven, they are all extreme cases.

Most living beings are affected by their surroundings and external factors. Those who can truly ignore these factors and transcend them are either saints or demons capable of destroying the world.

In fact, at the first sight of his grandson, Noah had already vaguely seen the Hades who brought death to all the worlds and plunged the prosperous material world into eternal silence.

Although Hades's death domain is still small now, the coverage of the domain will gradually expand with his growth. When the scope of the domain is large enough, even if he is alone, it will be enough to destroy the world.

This is a natural born demon king, possessing the innate power to destroy the world. Becoming the god of death can be said to be a waste of his talent.

But how could Noah sit idly by and watch a world-destroying demon king be born among his descendants? This was a path he had rejected. Not only did he feel disgusted with this path, he also refused to allow his descendants to give birth to a world-destroying demon king.

Moreover, once one embarks on this path, one will not only be an enemy of all races and spirits in the material world, but also of the gods. At the same time, one will have to face the legendary mythological races and the Titans who are keen to become saviors.

The Titans in ancient legends simply left and can no longer be found in the explorable void, but that does not mean they have disappeared. The Titans will come back, and this is something that all ancient gods can confirm.

Noah yearns for the Titans. He wants to contact and communicate with them and does not want to be their enemy or have any conflict with them.

"Yes, Grandfather."

Hearing Noah's arrangement without any intention of negotiation, Hades, who had just been born, looked timidly at his mother, who had a worried look on her face but did not object, and then nodded obediently, and then added,
"I'm very good, I will be very obedient."

"I will personally teach and raise Hades. You can rest here for a while, and then go to assist Iliad. He needs your help now."

Faced with Noah's arrangement, Hela was hesitant to speak, but after personally feeling the power held by her child, she swallowed the words she was about to say and chose to obey Noah's arrangement.

How could she not see that the Golden Dragon Emperor wanted to separate her from her child and prevent them from having any contact not out of indifference but out of protection.

Her child is not fit to come into contact with living beings, so only this being who is comparable to the Dragon King can raise him. If it were anyone else, the most merciful way to deal with her offspring would probably be to seal it up.

This is the natural Hades, the walking lord of death, the disaster of all living things. No place can tolerate such an existence, not even the abyss and hell. Even the evil demon needs life to maintain its existence. Perhaps only the undead will accept it.

Therefore, Archangel Hela, who had just given birth to a child, only rested for half a month before returning to her husband.

"Father, where is Hades?"

However, Hela had just returned when Iliad, who was originally in charge of the plane battlefield at the front, returned. He heard about the abnormality of his child.

"Why did you come back? Are you worried that I will mistreat your child?"

Seeing his eldest son returning in person, Noah couldn't help but ask a question.

"Of course not. I just heard from Hela that Hades possesses extremely extreme power of death."

"Yes."

"I want to see him, and also experience this power."

Noah would naturally not refuse the request of his eldest son. Then Elijah saw his child, but on the top of a tall tower that reached into the clouds. There were no flowers or plants, nor any living things. There were only roaring and walking steel golems to maintain the operation of the tower's facilities.

After seeing the living environment of his child, Eliade, who had always been kind and generous, frowned immediately, because in his opinion, this was not a parenting place, but more like a prison cage, and his child was imprisoned in it.

"This is the most suitable environment for him so far. No fairy can get close to him. Even my true blood followers are unable to serve him, so he can only stay in this environment."

Noticing his offspring's discontent, Noah opened his mouth to explain.

Because in fact, this grandson was indeed imprisoned by him like a prisoner. Not only did he live in the clouds, far away from the mortal world and densely populated areas, there were no living things around him, no vitality, only steel golems controlled by Talling Gugfell.

"I'll go in and see him."

Even though he had known about it beforehand, seeing the environment his offspring was in, how he had been pampered and served by thousands of fairies since childhood, and how he grew up under the attention and support of the people of the Holy Dragon Land, Iliad could not help but feel pity and guilt. The treatment and growth environment his child received were completely different from his childhood, and he could not imagine how strong his mental will had to be to endure such loneliness and solitude in such an environment.

"Go!"

Noah glanced at his eldest son, shook his head slightly, and reminded him,
"Remember to come out early and don't stay in there too long."

Elijah did not take his father's warning to heart at first. In addition to the bloodline from his ancestral golden dragon, he also had the noble bloodline from the Seraph God. No matter what kind of instant death spell it was, it would not work on him.

Even if his child was as terrible as his wife described, he could ignore it and fulfill his duties as a father.

Elijah thought so until he stepped onto the top of the tower and his feet touched the ground paved with magic metal, entering a realm. The expression of this Seraph and the son of the golden dragon immediately changed.

He finally understood why his father told him not to stay in there too long, because at this moment, Elijah felt his life force slipping away. Dark auras like arrows kept trying to invade his flawless body, trying to take something away from him.

"Father!"

Hades, who was accompanied only by a group of alchemical puppets, turned around with joy when he sensed a strange yet extremely familiar breath intruding into his territory. His round little face dotted with dragon scales was full of joy, and he called out the name accurately.

"Hades!"

His eyes swept over the eight outstretched gray-white wings on his child's back. There was no strange expression on Elijah's face. Instead, he staggered to his feet and opened his arms to the child who was running towards him.

"father!"

The natural Lord of Death soared into the air and threw himself into his father's arms. The warm and familiar breath made the lonely child sob softly.
"Wow, I missed you so much."

"Don't cry, I'm here."

Even though he could feel his life force draining away faster, Eliade's expression remained unchanged, instead he reached out to cup Hades' buttocks and raised his other hand to stroke his head, his movements gentle and tender.

"Woooooooo..."

Hades kept crying. On the day he was born, both his strict grandfather and his silent mother who left not long after let him know that he was different.

Especially the goblins under his grandfather's command, they didn't dare to approach him at all. They could only look at him with fear and panic, as if they were looking at some monster that could get out of control at any time. Even the powerful dragon guards avoided contact with him.

He was like a walking taboo, an untouchable monster. No matter how noisy and bustling his grandfather's palace was, it had nothing to do with him, and all existence was avoiding him.

The only person he could have contact with was his grandfather, but he was too majestic for him. He was like the sun in the sky, which made him feel warm but was sometimes too hot to bear.

"What's wrong? Is there anything that makes you unhappy? You can tell me."

He listened quietly to his child's crying. After he vented his emotions and the crying gradually subsided, Elijah asked, and his gentle voice soothed Hades' mind.

"No, I'm doing fine, I'm not unhappy at all."

Lying on his father's chest, feeling his father's calm, gentle and inclusive aura, Hades answered in a low voice.

"Don't worry, no matter what you say, Dad won't tell Grandfather."

Elijah raised his hand and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his child's eyes.

As a father, it would be a lie to say he didn't feel heartbroken when he saw his child looking so weak and aggrieved. However, the changes in his body at this moment did not allow him to have too much compassion.

His father's arrangement was correct. Such creatures could only live in the empty sky. This was the best arrangement for him and other creatures in the material world.

"No, I'm really fine."

"You're lonely, aren't you?"

Elijah saw through his offspring's pretended toughness at a glance. Even though this little guy was born with knowledge just like he was, he was still a child at heart, and children needed company and loved excitement.

But he is different from that year, because of the power he was born with, he is destined to be lonely. Although loneliness is something that the strong must experience, being born alone is too cruel.

"Do you want a friend to play with you?"

"Yeah, I want friends, I don't want these stupid puppets."

Hades nodded repeatedly and no longer denied stubbornly.

"Want a buddy?"

Although it is a very normal request, it is a luxury for his child because there is no one to play with him.

Even if he couldn't do it, his vitality was strong and he could withstand such loss in a short period of time.
"Can I accompany you?"

"But Dad, you are just like Grandpa, you also have your own things to do. I can't keep taking up your time."

Although still young, Hades, who has already tasted loneliness on his own, behaves very maturely.

"Then I can accompany you for a while occasionally."

Elijah has decided that he would take time to come back and spend time with his child every once in a while. Otherwise, being in such a lonely environment would be bad for his child's body and mind, especially since he has mastered such extreme power of death.

The relationship between father and son seemed intimate and harmonious, but the good times were always short-lived. No matter how reluctant he was, Iliad could not stay forever. However, when the commander was about to leave,
"Dad, can you take me with you?"

(End of this chapter)