Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 229 - 162 Sleep, Transformation, Evolution_2

With only two Legendary members of the Royal Family, to be honest, it’s somewhat challenging to stabilize such a vast Kingdom. Even if it’s forcibly established, being a union system, the so-called Monarch is merely the greatest noble rather than a King genuinely reigning over the state.

Maybe Tidel would be more satisfied with such a result, but Noah is not content. Not to mention Noah, the little Dou Ding destined to ascend to the throne in the future can’t accept such an outcome either.

Therefore, Noah needs stronger power. As an Ancestor Dragon with an infinitely extended lifespan, Noah does not rely on accelerating growth to immediately enter the next age bracket. However, he can leverage the power of evolution to gain more strength and achieve higher Realm combat efficacy.

Realm and combat efficacy are two different things. Although most of the time, they essentially equate, sometimes they do not align.

When Noah was serving as Sun Governor and manipulating Mage City, he already discovered that as long as one possesses power to rival a Legend or even kill a Legend, regardless of the Realm, they would still receive the same treatment as a Legend.

The only pity is that he can manipulate only Mage City, not Floating City. If he truly had a Floating City, Noah wouldn’t be troubled now.

"Hope that after I have a deep sleep, I can possess the power to slay a Legend."

After pushing away or arranging all affairs, Noah entered his exclusive sleeping half-plane, making a wish before completely closing his eyes as a Golden Dragon.

Although it sounds like nonsense, it’s not entirely impossible. The establishment of the Extraordinary System directly followed the birth of civilization, and numerous Realm divisions were also defined by the Wisdom Species. But before the birth of civilization, when the world had just been opened up, a batch of initially strong and unreasonably domineering primordial beings would always be nurtured.

They didn’t talk about any Fighting Spirit Magic, let alone any Realm. According to the current system divisions, some even didn’t have spiritual power, merely giant beasts in terms of size.

However, these beasts, without any extraordinary ability, could still rely on their mighty bodies and physique to beat a Legend to death. Faced with such monsters, even without the Realm of a Legend, what could one do?

Who dares not regard them as a Legend?

The majestic nebula slowly flows in the boundless dark Void. The Golden Tree with its crystal-clear, brilliant foliage is rooted upon it, and the fruits hanging between its branches emit an alluring fragrance that stirs the Dragon Soul.

"One, two, three... six!"

Noah meticulously counts the fiery, splendid red fruits on the branches, each like a red sun exuding crimson light, a feeling of unprecedented fulfillment rising in his heart, but at the same time, there is a faint sense of regret.

"In the end, it’s still too weak. If I become stronger, there should be more rewards."

During a magical calamity that swept over half the Continent, although Noah actively participated while ensuring his own safety, leading his legion to effortfully slay demons, and accumulated the six Blood Origin Fruits before him, he never killed any Legendary Evil Demon from beginning to end.

It’s not that he didn’t want to; he simply couldn’t. Although he once borrowed Mage City’s power to injure numerous Legendary Devils, it merely caused bleeding. The feedback the Golden Tree provided was very limited, not even amounting to one or two percent of a kill.

"Killing one Legendary Devil might instantly allow the Golden Tree to bear a complete fruit, and its quality should further improve."

Noah made the speculation, but he doesn’t need to expect it temporarily. Not to mention waiting two or three hundred years to advance as a Legendary Dragon Species, even if he has Legendary Power, where would he go to kill? Such a magical calamity tearing through half the Continent might not erupt even once in a millennium.

Of course, such occurrences are not definite. If the world is too weak inside, even if the invasion is barely warded off, Devils will try to organize a second or third invasion.

Consuming the world’s viable power through one war after another, until ultimately exhausting the world’s foundation, devastating species and ecology leading to mass extinctions, and eventually causing plane collapse.

"Um, perhaps it’s feasible to assist other planes."

Noah had another thought. If he really wanted to slay Evil Demons on the battlefield, there were places to go.

"Forget it, actively participating in plane warfare is inadvisable; the risks are too high, it’s not worth it."

Noah suppressed the thought, beginning his great fruit-eating endeavor. The first to tackle, naturally, was the Dark Fruit that seemed like a black hole, engulfing light and impeding the Golden Tree’s prosperity. This fruit embodied the unwilling resentment and negative emotions of countless sentient beings fallen due to Noah over past years.

Among them were Dragon Clan, Giants, and many humans. Noah could ingest this fruit without even opening his mouth, mere touch sufficed.

Then, Noah’s consciousness plunged into the boundless sea of negative emotions where he ceaselessly struggled and wriggled, with his spiritual will honed to an unprecedented level. Simultaneously, it was an extreme torment.

Noah had no idea what his foster father experienced after falling into Hell, but he felt that however bad it was, it couldn’t be worse than his current feelings.

After enduring through what seemed like an endlessly long torment, where moments felt like years, a thoroughly drained yet vividly bright Dragon Eye of Noah focused on the fruit blooming scarlet on the treetop.

"Now’s the time to enjoy!"

A Blood Origin Fruit went down quickly, a warm comfort enveloping him entirely, soothing Noah who suffered endless torment and pain from consuming the Dark Fruit, relieving the weary spirit of the Golden Dragon.

"Indeed, the efficacy has diminished!"

Noah silently perceived the fruit’s effect on him. Subsequently, unsurprisingly, he felt the warming current flowing throughout his body last less than half a minute before it began to fade.

"However, I have the quantity to compensate!"

This outcome was within Noah’s expectations, after all, his bloodline had already undergone an ascension, crossing the threshold between ordinary Dragon Species and the Ancestor Dragon.

As Noah steadily consumed the Blood Origin Fruits, savoring each one’s flavor, the Golden Dragon’s body began to burn, with crimson flames erupting from the gaps between Noah’s scales.

Yet under this scorching blaze, the Golden Dragon showed expressions of joy and delight because he could very distinctly feel the changes within his Dragon body at this moment.

He could sense that his Dragon Scales, Dragon Wings, Dragon Horns, Dragon Tendons, Dragon Bones, Dragon Blood, Dragon Heart... every part of him, from the Dragon Heart supplying all the blood and life force to his brain for thinking and the seemingly insignificant tail scales, all had been reinforced and enhanced.

This was an enhancement at a foundational level, also a transformation that directly affected the origin. Although Noah’s physical form didn’t undergo any earth-shaking changes, Noah felt everything he had, even his Dragon Soul which was seemingly unrelated, was influenced and indirectly fortified.

"From now on, I shouldn’t be considered the weakest among the Ancestor Dragons."

As Noah’s body and mind enjoyed this unprecedented comfort, a thought emerged in his mind.

Ancestor Dragon is just a general term. To modern-day Dragon Species, from the first Ancestor Dragon to the last Ancestor Dragon, countless generations of Dragon Species in between all belong to Ancestor Dragons.

But the gap between the first Ancestor Dragon and the last Ancestor Dragon, Noah didn’t know, yet even with the tip of his tail thinking, he knew it’s impossible for them to be identical.

Take the term Ancient Dragon as an example. Living to be eight hundred can be called an Ancient Dragon; over one thousand, an Elder Dragon; and over twelve hundred, an Ancient Elder Dragon. These are all Ancient Dragons, but living to be two thousand and still being an Ancient Dragon...

Are these Ancient Dragons the same thing?

Certainly not.

"I absolutely won’t be at the bottom among the Ancestor Dragons!"

The crimson flames still burned upon him, but Noah’s Dragon Claw resolutely reached for a fruit glowing with green brilliance atop the tree.

Natural Fruit!

He needed the guidance of nature!