Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 709 - 402:

Even Noah himself felt the impulse to destroy the Netherworld Engine, let alone use it on the battlefield.

"Let’s classify it as forbidden and stored away, remove all related memories from everyone except you."

Noah issued the final decision.

"Understood."

Upon hearing his father’s words, Terramus’s eyes, originally filled with anticipation, suddenly dimmed.

Because with the issuance of this order, he knew that his request to independently command troops this time was likely a lost cause, as he did not have reliable means to counter Divine avatars.

Once his offspring actively cooperated, and the personnel and technology related to the Netherworld Engine were properly handled, Noah planned to leave the underground.

However, before departing, Noah looked at his immobile second son,

"You are allowed to plan the revenge war targeting the core faith grounds of the Lord of Burning, but you can only bring your legendary Undead as your personal guard.

As for the main forces of the war, they can only be my battle groups and the Dragon-men, as they do not wish to be replaced by a bunch of mechanical entities."

"Father?!"

Upon hearing the appointment conveyed by his father, Terramus was both shocked and delighted.

"Regarding your safety, I shall bestow upon you the power to fight against Divine avatars."

"Bestow?"

Terramus’s eyes instantly transformed from surprise to confusion, until the pure-blooded Golden Dragon felt a majestic force descending upon him, power surging into him continuously, altering his mindset, and he looked at his father with a new perspective,

"What is this?"

The power seemingly arising from thin air, without any origin, and his father’s strength showed no signs of weakening, but Terramus was quick to determine the nature of this power,

"Faith!"

Though Terramus was well-versed in family teachings and had never witnessed this before, after feeling it personally, he could analyze and judge it without difficulty.

"This is the Power of Faith I possess. I’ve explored its application, yet I do not plan to undergo Divine Enthronement. There’s no need to overthink; I just don’t want to waste these powers."

Noticing his son’s gaze, Noah offered an explanation, but from the change in its son’s expression, Noah felt his words were ultimately useless.

"Yes, Father, you have no intention of becoming Divine."

Yet, the eyes had betrayed everything, but Terramus still expressed verbally against his true feelings, bowing his head to Noah, with a fierce determination in both his expression and tone.

Immortal Divinity, even if Noah had already provoked a group of True Gods, his offspring still decided to follow, and upon knowing his father had mastered part of Divine rights, his offspring was still excited. This is the peak pursuit of all beings in the Material Realm.

Though Terramus knew his father had ventured into the Divine Domain multiple times, this time was vastly different from before. He was now a Legend, and his father could still bless and fortify him.

This status, how does it differ from Divinity?

With his father’s support, Terramus officially became the Plane War Commander, leading a bold and fiercely vengeful Dragon-man army, crossing through the Plane Portal opened by Tower Spirit Gugefer, advancing into the plane dominated by the faith of the Lord of Burning.

For Noah, this was a war happening right at his doorstep; the proximity of the Space Teleportation Gate didn’t require building a Cross-dimensional Gate. All that’s needed is to provide data for the Cross-dimensional Gate to Tower Spirit, to sustain a temporary portal.

Yet, to ensure troop transport and logistics stability, the construction of the Cross-dimensional Gate was conducted simultaneously, this plane world so close at hand, Noah was determined to acquire it.

"Lord of Burning, noble Medium Divine Power, who exactly is commanding you?"

Though the war was led by his offspring, Noah constantly kept track of the war progress, ready to intervene if anything went wrong, as his children were the best spatial coordinates to him.

Because of the sudden invasion, no matter the timing, location, or scale, everything was too strange, nothing made sense.

From a higher perspective, it seemed like an exploration, but the cost of this exploration was too extravagant, throwing out a god’s core faith ground just to watch the reaction of Holy Dragon Land.

"Testing my war potential?"

Noah considered it from the perspective of the gods, speculating their thoughts and intentions, predicting their subsequent actions,

"If this war is merely a probe, then it would only be the beginning, more invasions would occur subsequently."

Despite being very confident in his war potential and individual combat strength, this was only relative to a single plane, if it expanded to the infinitely diverse planes, then he seemed somewhat solitary.

After contemplating the worst scenario, Noah issued martial law across his commander’s entire territory, entering all cities into a state of war preparation and alert.

"Great Uncle!"

Just as Noah prepared to face potential second and third invasions, a secret communication from his grand-niece arrived in Noah’s hands, not through direct communication this time, but via a secret communication channel established years ago, delivering a Recording Crystal.

"The Elven Gods sympathize with the emptiness in the Royal Court’s population, providing the plane coordinates of the Royal Court to many wandering Elf Tribes outside, unprecedented changes are occurring in Royal Capital Sainfeiren, and both myself and the Royal Family are losing our former status."

The recorded image projected by the Recording Crystal showed only sound and visuals, where, across temporary teleportation gateways, wandering elves continuously poured into Sainfeiren.

These elves lacked the serene and seemingly out-of-world tranquility of Royal Court Elves, replaced by wild, intensely aggressive qualities.

The males had long limbs, tall and burly bodies, the females were agile, walking soundlessly, moving swiftly like panthers, each one seasoned and seasoned in battle, none seemed benign.

Such changes forced Noah to focus on Central Earth; originally he thought the Royal Court of Elves that underwent a massive upheaval would crumble completely due to this incident, unable to maintain their former territory.

But now it seemed, as long as there’s Divine support, no power in the Material Plane can easily decline, just like this, lacking population, the gods would replenish them as needed.

The internal changes in the Elf Royal Court did not remain hidden long, within days, all moderately sized forces on the Xilantia Continent acknowledged this matter.

The Elven Gods sympathized with the weakening of the Royal Court, to solve its emptiness problem, continuously bringing in Elf Tribes wandering the endless planes.

But the issue lay right there, the Elven Gods seemingly conducted no coordination, those cross-border teleportation gates opened one after another, transporting Elf Tribes from a few hundred to tens of thousands at a time into the Royal Court,

In just a few days, they quickly filled the void caused by the ravages of the Eternal Night Monarch, yet at this stage, instead of slowing down, the influx of wandering elves accelerated.

More and more elves started appearing in the Royal Court, and once the number of elves exceeded the Royal Court’s capacity, the outlanders already devoid of safety initiated expansion with swords and armor,

First reclaiming areas lost due to population void, then moving onto disputed territories where previous conflicts with surrounding powers occurred.

As the millennia passed, the Elf Royal Court, increasingly decayed, displayed a newfound vigor due to Divine intervention, transformed into an ambitious and highly aggressive Elf Alliance.

Yes, the Elf Alliance, the original Royal Family is not acknowledged by the wandering Elf Tribes entering.