Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 684 - 390: Noah’s Dragon Offspring Corrupted? Power of Ashes

"Is my lineage special?" 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

Noah watched the back of his departing second son, contemplating slightly. He had considered this possibility long ago because he had already noticed that he seemed unaffected by the factors of high-ranking dragon bloodline and excessive strength affecting the ability to produce offspring.

This unspeakable, yet seemingly real immunity not only affected him but also extended to his partner.

Because according to common sense, his eldest son Iliad should not have been born, as he was already an Ancestor Dragon at that time, and his mother, moreover, was a well-known legendary Blazing Angel.

According to the balance rule of the prosperity of everything, both Noah and Ophelia should have lost their reproductive abilities, not due to any physical dysfunction, but because the mysterious balance rule wouldn’t allow it.

But Noah ignored this balance rule; not only did he ignore it, but he also exempted Ophelia along with him. If such a miracle were to happen only once, it could be seen as the creator’s favor and grace.

But it didn’t just happen once, but again and again, each time more excessive than the last. Especially with the birth of his young daughter Scadilo; despite the opposing Attributes, at that time Noah had already approached the pinnacle of the Material Realm. In theory, he shouldn’t have been able to have any more offspring.

Creatures at this level, even without any special lineage, the starting point of their offspring already surpassed the pinnacle achievements of more than ninety-nine percent of living beings in the world.

In the process of growth, the resources these creatures consume are terrifying. Even if they do nothing special but grow through normal feeding, they would invisibly occupy much of the living space of other races and creatures.

It can be said that the more powerful living beings there are, the more all living beings wither. Of course, the existence of powerful living beings is necessary as well; they can help regulate the ecological balance, which is the way of the balance of all things.

Mystically, there exists an invisible will that maintains the balance of all things; the difficulty for powerful beings and those with high-ranking bloodlines to reproduce is based on this.

However, this will seemed to bypass Noah, or perhaps, especially favored Noah, bestowing upon him supreme grace and privilege. Not only for him, but even his descendants could obtain this honor.

"Golden Tree, perhaps."

Noah could only make such a guess. The balance law of all things is not dominated by any will, not affected by any influence, and no Divine can hold this power; this is a foundational law that cannot be violated.

Thus, according to Noah’s judgment, a powerful force should have helped him surpass the restrictions, granting him some form of limited privilege.

With such speculations, besides the Golden Tree rooted in the nebula, Noah couldn’t think of anything else.

"Never mind, it’s not such a bad thing, then so be it."

Noah didn’t dwell too much on the matter. Too much curiosity isn’t a good thing; since he’s gained something, he should secretly enjoy it. Don’t constantly try to uncover the core secrets, for perhaps the moment he understands the core, all benefits might be lost.

"Grandfather!"

When Noah saw his eldest grandson again, the young drake with Spiritual Power, although still appearing rather shy and somewhat timid, was no longer afraid to approach Noah and politely greet him.

"Hmm, how have the past few days been? Do you enjoy the food and drink?"

Staring at the little guy in front of him whose gaze slightly flickered but still tried to suppress his instinctive physical impulses, standing in front of him maintaining a humble and gentle posture, Noah lowered his head and asked in a gentle tone.

"I eat very well."

Speaking of food, Cezer’s eyes instantly lit up. Obviously, the delicacies in Noah’s palace left a great impression on him. No matter what he wanted to eat, the Dragon Elves would find it for him, and of the highest quality.

"That’s good. If you have any requests, feel free to bring them up. If they can’t fulfill your needs, you can come find grandfather."

"Okay, thank you, grandfather!"

The young drake responded politely yet cautiously.

"Go play!"

Noah waved his claw, having specifically arranged for a group of Little Fairies and Great Fairies to accompany this young drake, just so he could be happier here.

This young drake was one who, upon seeing him once, would retreat back into its egg seeking security, if too pressured; heaven knows what kind of personality he would develop.

Therefore, the environment Noah arranged for him was one full of vitality and cheerfulness, where everywhere was filled with joyful laughter. Nothing was more suitable than the Little Fairies.

However, in less than half a month, the naturally timid, cautious, and easily shy young drake brought Noah a "little surprise."

"Your Majesty Noah, something terrible has happened; Your Highness Cezer has fallen!"

A flock of palm-sized Little Fairies rushed through the corridor in a chaotic flurry, their loud voices echoing within the palace, soon prompting scolding from the Upper Fairies.

"Observe silence in the presence of His Majesty."

It wasn’t long before this little group of rule-breaking fairies was quickly apprehended, and shortly after, a dragon elf with a grave expression, leading this group of fairies, came to see Noah, reporting extremely bad news to him.

"Your Majesty, there’s something wrong with Your Highness Cezer. Please, come take a look!"

"Understood."

Noah’s tone was calm, as if nothing had happened. He lifted his head to glance at the grave-faced dragon elf and the panicked-looking fairies below, administering a dose of tranquility to them.