Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 782 - 438: Odin’s Recognition (Part 2)

"Pitiful, pathetic, shameful."

Upon hearing Noah’s words, Odin also let out a sigh, somewhat regretting the inability to transform iron into steel.

The Frost Giants, once his subjects and formidable foes, had fallen to such depths. To the Divine Race, who once fought against them and took pride in suppressing their warriors, it was an indirect and invisible humiliation.

"This Abyss Lord was repelled by your father-in-law. For a short period, the abyss will not initiate another invasion of the same scale. Can you handle the following matters independently?"

Noah overlooked his eldest son. The angel, seemingly gentle in words, blushed slightly at the mention, while Odin, standing nearby, showed little emotion and did not deny this identity.

Appearing here naturally acknowledged the reincarnated daughter’s companion relationship with this Dragon Clan offspring.

"I can."

Having received so much from his elders, Ilya had no grounds to refuse.

"I know you can do it. However, I’ll leave five battle groups behind. If needed, you can order them to participate in the war."

"Father, I don’t require assistance from your battle groups..."

"I know you don’t need them, but I do. My presence here symbolizes a shift in this plane’s ownership; it no longer belongs to Heaven but to me. Do you understand?"

"Understood!"

Iliad instantly realized that his father must have reached an agreement with his mother, and the impending fall of this plane into the abyss was the reason for his father’s arrival.

The stationed legion was a declaration of Noah’s rule here; military might forever remains the most fundamental and effective means to uphold control.

"Once I confirm the coordinates of the Space-Time Realm, I’ll return to find you."

"Alright, I’ll await your news!"

After resolving Iliad’s major issue effortlessly, Odin and Noah continued their previous conversation and reached a final agreement.

The Ancient God still needed to confirm the precise coordinates of the Space-Time Realm, as its location was not fixed but constantly shifting, making it difficult even for the Divine to uncover any leftover treasures within.

After Odin left, his daughter, Noah did not linger, leaving three battle groups to declare his rule over the Michigan Plane, before embarking on the journey back.

"Has the Abyss Lord’s invasion been resolved?"

Upon Noah’s return, Ophelia immediately approached upon hearing the news.

"Yes, Odin intervened!"

Noah, his eyes filled with emotion, revealed the power of ancient divinity through this strike, able to severely wound the lord residing in the abyss even while in the Material Realm.

"How did you get along with Odin, Your Majesty?"

Ophelia was unconcerned about the easily suppressed Abyss Lord, seeing it as a natural outcome, given either Odin God or his partner could easily subdue it.

"We got along well, and I reached a cooperation agreement with him!"

Noah was in high spirits, even though lurking unknown risks might exist. Such precious memories were worth the effort, and the risks might not necessarily threaten his life.

"Cooperation? What kind of cooperation?"

"It’s confidential, related to Ascension to Godhood. It could determine its success or failure, so until it’s successful, you don’t need to ask. I won’t disclose it."

"Noah!"

The angel, seeing Noah unwilling to divulge, called out with some annoyance.

"What is it?"

"Nothing!"

"Why call me if there’s nothing?"

Noah snorted.

At this moment, the angel completely lost the desire to communicate with Noah. Similarly, the matters related to Ascension were indeed not appropriate to pursue further.

Pah!

Despite the angel’s small outbursts, Noah didn’t pay much attention, having become accustomed to them, focusing instead on the cooperation with Odin.

Without knowing when Odin might confirm the coordinates of the Space-Time Realm, once confirmed, they must initiate action.

Therefore, Noah planned to arrange all land-related affairs beforehand, with the prime matter being the construction of the Floating City.

Given Noah’s expansive territory and abundant resources in his native world, the Floating City construction could long since have begun. However, Noah’s simultaneous opening of many fronts led to material shortages, making it impossible to allocate enough manpower and resources for the Floating City’s construction.

Now that two of three major planes are pacified, plus the large plane inadvertently given by his first wife, despite fighting on two fronts, the main forces are stable, allowing for resource mobilization to prepare for the Floating City’s construction.

In the face of the Floating City, all other matters become trivial and insignificant.

"Your Majesty Noah, we lack experience and preparation to construct the Floating City, so our suggestion is to first select a city with a population of one hundred thousand as the test site."

"Granted!"

Though somewhat conservative, Noah agreed; there were too many technologies needing verification. Regardless of how detailed the blueprints were, they remained mere drawings, execution is another matter.

As Noah’s territory commenced the Floating City’s trial construction, a man with a curious look, seemingly youthful in appearance yet bearing an ancient aura of time’s vicissitudes, arrived at the site.

"Is this the Floating City? Truly a marvelous creation!"

Fang Shenglong quietly appeared beside him, Odin sighed, not turning his head.

"This is the ultimate of secular wisdom."

"Unfortunately, delicate matters are often too fragile to withstand time’s tests."

"Odin, have you locked onto the Space-Time Realm?"

"Yes, the position has been confirmed."

"That’s too fast!"

Noah stared at the bustling spellcasters reinforcing and remodeling various city structures, having begun arranging this task upon returning, with less than a month having passed.

"I personally went to verify it; otherwise, I could have arrived sooner."

"I am ready anytime. When do we set off?"

"We might not be able to enter until some issues are resolved."

In Odin’s eyes appeared a barely noticeable trace of embarrassment.

"What issues?"

Noah’s eyes revealed confusion.

"The Space-Time Realm’s formation time is too long, resulting in unexpected mutations. It’s developed rules akin to world barriers, resisting external creatures from entering."

"Does that mean we can’t enter?"

Noah distilled the essence.

"Not that we can’t enter. Entry is possible, but with our current stance, it’s quite challenging, needing creatures from within to guide us."

"If we can’t enter, how do we find intelligent creatures inside to guide us?"

Noah was irritated.

"Have you never seen divine beings sowing faith in a Primitive Wilderness plane?"

"No."

"What we need to do is similar; we need to have our names spread within the Space-Time Realm. Once it reaches a certain extent, generating Power of Faith, we can use it to have our true bodies break through into the realm."

"Using Power of Faith to break through? Let me clarify; I am not Divine, I can’t do it."

"Though you aren’t Divine, your ability to utilize Power of Faith matches any divine being. You can do it."

Odin glanced at the Dragon Clan before him, sensing the entwined Power of Faith, although not his own, he could still perceive it.

The Power of Faith surrounding this Dragon Clan was enormous, even so, this dragon dares proclaim disinterest in Divine Enthronement—it’s an insult to intelligence.