Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 676 - 386: Rather Hell Than the Dragon Clan

"Heh heh, you wretch, do you think you can act recklessly just because you’re in the Material Realm?"

Hearing Noah’s words, which were not at all like a joke, nor like a provocation, but rather an expression of his innermost thoughts, Heliers restored the indifferent and merciless demeanor befitting a Divine, his face burning with Sun God Fire.

"I’ve never thought so. However, I do feel I can act recklessly in your domain of faith, and you can’t stop me!"

Noah gazed at this Divine incarnation before him. This wasn’t simply a manifestation of will, but an embodiment relying on an apparently decrepit old body, his descendant, a being flowing with Divine Blood.

For mortals, such an almost invincible existence was nothing more than a mere swipe of the tail in front of Noah. Within no more than three rounds, he could crush it into a mixture of bone fragments and flesh. 𝐟𝐫𝕖𝗲𝘄𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝕧𝐞𝚕.𝕔𝕠𝐦

However, the Flame Sun Sovereign also knew this, not sending this Divine descendant to the fore alone. Any factor extending and projecting a Divine’s influence in the Material Realm was something to be cherished and not wasted lightly.

Thus, his will and the Divine Power that could be transmitted were fully bestowed upon this descendant, nearly bringing this offspring to the limits of the Material Realm, able even to battle a mature Ancestor Dragon.

Unfortunately, the blessing of Divine Power couldn’t make up for the greatest shortcoming of this descendant—the body, albeit flowing with Divine Blood, was still somewhat frail compared to the Ancestral Dragon Species.

In a pinnacle showdown, the slightest difference could determine life and death, let alone such an irreparable gap.

"You’ve only defeated a few frail incarnations, and yet you dare to boast so shamelessly? If you have the guts, come to the upper realms and face me in battle. I’ll let you rediscover what Divine Majesty truly means!"

"Your voice truly sounds like the wailing of a defeated cur, Heliers. As a Divine, you ought to be ashamed to attempt to lure a mundane Dragon species to step into your Divine Country and fight you. Have you become so insecure?"

Noah was completely unaffected by this provocation; after all, he was confronting a Divine.

"Noah. By provoking me this way, do you truly believe you can withstand the wrath of a True God?"

"I believe I can. If you think otherwise, then come down and prove it to me. I hear Divines have a Saint Form, the strongest manifestation of Divine might in the world. Why don’t you confront me in that form?"

"You are unworthy!"

"No, you’re afraid. You’re afraid that even if you descend in your Saint Form, you can’t defeat me, but instead would be slain by me, right?"

On the battlefield, filled with a reeking wind and blood-saturated air, Noah’s voice spread over countless miles.

Upon hearing this, even the Beastman King Grom, covered in blood and exuding a rebellious and furious presence, couldn’t help but cast a glance of admiration towards Noah.

He too was unwilling to bow to the Gods, even the Beastman Divine. Although he dared to disdain the Gods, believing that given the right opportunity, he wouldn’t be inferior to any Divine, he never dared to claim that a True God would fear him—such blasphemous words challenged more than just one God.

"Fear? What do you possess that I should fear?"

Even the mindset of a Divine, tempered over millennia, couldn’t help but be angered by such provocative words.

This is a simple truth: a roc soaring at the zenith of the skies wouldn’t care about the insults and spitting of a small bird, for it couldn’t even hear them. However, it couldn’t ignore the provocation and humiliation from another yet-to-mature roc.

Although Noah remained in the Material Realm, no Divine, especially those possibly overlapping with his domain, could ignore the threat he posed.

This was the essential difference between Noah and many other blasphemers. In the eyes of many Divines, Noah’s Dragon Claw had already reached into the Divine Domain. With adequate accumulation and given a chance, this formidable Ancestor Dragon could transform into a Dragon God.

No matter how they slander or disparage Noah, many Divines have already considered him a deity-in-the-making, viewing him as an exceptionally potential threat. In their eyes, Noah’s ascension to Dragon God status was merely a matter of time.

For this reason, who could endure such mockery from an almost equal existence?

The Divine’s hauteur, desirelessness, and sanctity were for the mundane creatures to behold. Their essence still harbored intense emotions, which would gradually be washed away over the long ages but never completely vanish.

Now, Noah had thoroughly enraged a True God.

"I can destroy all your faith, and you can’t stop me. You, a timid god, will shrink in your Divine Country, watching me obliterate your immortality completely.

By then, your Divine Country will fall from the skies. I will tear apart your crown, have the Dragon hordes feast on your flesh, and your Immortality and Eternity will end beneath my Dragon Claw."

"Shameless boast, go on and try!"

"What? Even at this stage, you dare not come down to battle me. Will you only engage in such meaningless verbal sparring with me?"

"Do you really think you deserve to see my Saint Form!"

Despite being humiliated like this, the Flame Sun Sovereign had no intention of descending with his true form. Though he wouldn’t perish even if his true form were slain in the Material Realm, rebirth for a Divine was a different matter than having an incarnation destroyed.