Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 249 - 172: Withering Bloodline, the Difficult Fourth Generation_2

Chapter 249: Chapter 172: Withering Bloodline, the Difficult Fourth Generation_2

After all, he himself was a one-in-a-billion genius, yet his children turned out to be more ordinary with each generation, leaving him unable to find any qualities worth praising.

Of course, Noah had no good solution to this either. He could only console Uranos, advising him not to be too harsh as it was not their fault.

"Like my father? Will I end up like my grandfather?"

Uranos couldn’t help but ask, finding it hard to place any hopes on his children, having to pin his hopes on his grandchildren instead.

"No, I will never be like that. I still have many wives whose children are yet to be born. I refuse to believe that all my children will be mediocre."

Before Noah could respond, the young man’s tone was firm in refuting himself.

He firmly believed that whatever he undertakes, he can certainly succeed, including the matter of having offspring, which he cannot accomplish alone.

"Why the unrelenting pursuit for extraordinary birth? Does initial ordinariness seal one’s fate against achieving exceptional accomplishments?

Your most admired grandfather was just an ordinary Border Earl at the beginning. No one could have imagined he would single-handedly destroy the Gate of Hell."

"Uncle Noah, if anyone else said this, I would accept it. But I feel you’re the least qualified to make such statements."

Hearing Noah’s words of consolation, Uranos couldn’t help but interject.

"Why am I not qualified? Is it not one of the universal truths? If so, why shouldn’t I articulate it?"

Noah extended his Dragon Claw, tapping the young man before him, who let out a low growl and suddenly transformed into his Titan Giant form.

However, although they were in the same Realm, the same Realm did not equal same strength. The young man, despite his rapid progress, was no match for Noah’s Ancient Dragon physique and was subdued within three rounds by Noah’s single claw.

"Little guy, do you yield?"

"If I had a complete Titan Bloodline..."

"Little Uranos, do you know why you haven’t been able to awaken your bloodline again and become stronger?"

Hearing the youthful defiance in his words, Noah sighed and released him.

"Why?"

Uranos remained motionless, equally puzzled and eager to get answers from Noah.

He believed he was no less than his grandfather in the same period, yet he was unable to replicate what his grandfather had achieved.

"It’s because you’re too obsessed, too fixated on bloodline. Bloodline is not everything. Even if your children don’t stand out in various tests, can you truly deny that they might achieve feats that astound you in their lifetime?"

Without waiting for Uranos to process his words, Noah posed another crucial and piercing question,

"I ask you, if you were to abandon the Titan Bloodline, would you be willing? Do you still have confidence that with your own will and power, you can ascend to become a Legend?"

"Abandon the Titan Bloodline?"

Uranos murmured. It was a question he had never considered. It was his birthright, his pride, and now a dragon was asking if he had the courage to forsake it.

"Your grandfather possessed such courage and determination. He abandoned the bloodline and thus gained even more formidable power."

"Is this the method to awaken and resurrect the bloodline?"

The young man’s eyes lit up, as if he had grasped something, and hurriedly asked.

"I can tell you clearly, it is indeed a method to awaken the bloodline again. But it’s extremely perilous, and you can’t do the same because you’re far from qualified?"

Noah revealed the secret, something even Tidel wouldn’t know if he didn’t mention it.

"What qualifies as having qualifications?"

"Before ascending to Legend, awaken the bloodline thrice. After ascending to Legend, be capable of slaying a Divine Calamity single-handedly; only then do you have the capital to replicate the same path, otherwise, it’s a death wish."

"I understand."

The young man nodded, his gaze shifting from hesitance to firmness.

"Is there anything you hope to accomplish but can only anticipate your children to achieve?"

"No."

Uranos replied without hesitation.

"Since there’s nothing, don’t be overly harsh on your children."

Even so, Noah knew it wouldn’t be easy for Uranos, now a father, to untie this knot, as he simply wished for his offspring to be geniuses. He was not too concerned about what accomplishments they might achieve in the future, or whether they could surpass him.

"There shouldn’t be a curse on the Augustus family’s bloodline. Even if they can’t inherit the Titan Bloodline, they should inherit some excellent extraordinary talents, shouldn’t they?"

After sending off this nephew of his, Noah felt perplexed,

"I’ll find some time to take a look."

Though such was the thought, by the time Noah found the time, it had been over two months since their conversation. When Noah finally set off, he coincidentally detected a peculiar fluctuation.

"What is this? Hell Demon Energy?"

The Golden Dragon hovered above the clouds, overlooking the courtyard filled with women. The courtyard was bustling as one of the women was in labor, with numerous maids and attendants coming and going, their movements busy yet orderly, clearly not facing such a situation for the first time.

"Looks like I arrived just in time."

Out of courtesy, Noah restrained some of his extraordinary perception, refraining from unwarranted prying, as after all, he was a senior.

Even so, the peculiar Demon Energy he sensed became more robust, accompanying the laboring woman’s painful moans below. Around the courtyard, more Golden Knights gathered.

Not only Noah could sense the Demon Energy, as after the Hell calamity, the core territory of the Augustus family was filled with knights withdrawn from the battlefield, incredibly sensitive to such a presence.

However, due to the special status of the laboring woman, the knights exercised restraint, though the abnormality was swiftly reported, and soon, a Silver Moon Elf appeared near the courtyard.

"Ke Ke!"

It was when the elf arrived at the courtyard that an excited and joyful childish laugh reverberated from the delivery room, penetrating and eerie, echoing through the courtyard in an instant.

Panic spread at that moment, with the pretty maid, her robes stained with blood, frantically fleeing, while the sturdy matrons forced the delivery room doors open, charging in.

Soon, cries of women and weak pleas resounded amidst the chaos, while amidst the turmoil, the solemn-looking elf entered the delivery room.

It wasn’t long before the elf emerged with a newborn still in swaddling, and it was then that Noah could see the appearance of the newborn.

With dark demonic runes spreading across the face and two sharp little horns on the forehead, it made clear his identity, Tifflin, a humanoid with devilish ancestry.

"What a hassle!"

The Golden Dragon above couldn’t help but sigh. For a direct bloodline of the Augustus family to produce a Tifflin was indeed highly ironic.

No further tests were needed; Noah could easily surmise that the child below was Uranos’ child, and his mother, the weeping woman in the delivery room, was purely human.

His diabolic traits were simply the result of Hell Demon Energy contamination, born under such circumstances, leaving Tifflin in an awkward position.

For they typically possess only partial devil traits without the devil’s extraordinary bloodline, having the appearance of a devil without the power, leading to a repressively bleak existence, imaginably so.

Similar cases were not uncommon over the vast lands ravaged by the Hell calamity, and it was unexpected that such a child would be born into the Augustus family.

"Hope Uranos can withstand such a blow!"