Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 260 - 178: God’s Blessing, Holy Spirit Set

Noah’s sarcastic words had just fallen when, from a nondescript estate nestled in a hidden valley below, a faint crying sounded. The cry was so faint that it would easily be overlooked if not for the Golden Dragon paying special attention.

Yet, with the appearance of the cry, the moonlight radiating from the bright moon in the sky simultaneously reached its peak. The sky was so unusual that many creatures on earth could not help but notice.

Amidst numerous gazes, a vague silhouette emerged, bringing with it the majesty that commanded the reverence of all beings. As this figure gradually became clear, the overwhelming presence descended, though it did not make anyone uncomfortable. It only made any being daring to gaze directly at him subconsciously lower their head.

For beings with sufficient power, like those of the Legend, and those with a sufficiently high status, such as a certain Ancestor Dragon, they could ignore this Divine majesty.

Even if they were nearby, present at the scene, this Divine might, protected by the rules of the Material Plane, was basically non-coercive.

Moreover, this manifesting Divine wasn’t targeting them, or rather, He never intended to target anyone, as the impact range of this Silver Moon’s light spanned nearly the entire Xilantia Continent.

Even in Central Earth, one could see the shadow of the Divine walking out from the moon.

Sublime, grand, vast, majestic, sacred, the features of this Divine were hard to discern. But one could see that it was an extraordinarily handsome male Elf, holding a wisp of radiance, stepping down from the sky.

At this moment, the estate from where the crying came had already been enveloped by the infinite moonlight, becoming the sole existence between heaven and earth. The ground was covered with flowers, the fragrance filled the air, and countless magical creatures were born from buds and grass under the nurturing of moonlight. Tens of thousands of magic potions emerged from the soil, swaying the flower branches, emanating an exotic fragrance.

"The spectacle is really grand!"

Selena, witnessing the countless anomalies at this moment both in the sky and on the ground, each capable of becoming a legend and being sung by billions, was particularly dissatisfied, even though the protagonist at this moment was her direct descendant.

"How come when the Gate of Hell was being overturned, no one put on such a show!"

The Divine descending step by step from the sky immediately paused, and those eyes overflowing with immeasurable radiance gazed at Selena. A powerful and overwhelming majesty instantly surged towards her with His gaze.

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For a moment, an endless crack of thunderous sounds resounded, causing the Sky Dome to sway as if an invisible thunderstorm had erupted, or as if a meteor shower had crashed, making the earth resonate with booming shakes.

This was an intangible confrontation, yet the one who bore the brunt of the Divine’s gaze was not the Legendary Mage Selena, but the Golden Dragon shielding her. freewebnøvel.coɱ

This Ancestor Golden Dragon, embodying the form of an Ancient Dragon at this moment, displayed an aura rivaling far-off ancestors, even nearing the majesty of the Dragon King.

"Something wrong?"

Noah fixed his gaze on the Divine looking over, unfazed.

Although he had recognized the other party’s identity, the God of Radiance Ailoran of the Elf Clan, also the Main God of the Elf God System, what descended was merely a projection not even considered an avatar.

Though in wars among the Divine, even Legendary Ancient Dragons are merely high-rank cannon fodder, in the Material Realm, the positioning of Dragon Clan Legends is different.

Due to the Material Realm’s rule constraints, even the descent of a Saint avatar imbued with strong Divine power and weak Divine power shows little difference in practical battle effectiveness, their upper capabilities predetermined.

In other words, an Ancestor Dragon capable of moving freely in the Material World is enough to threaten a Divine’s Saint form operating in the Material Realm.

Facing Noah’s somewhat provocative expression, this Elf Main God did not respond further but turned his head, continuing his descent towards the ground. This pause, as observed by others around, showed no halt, everything appeared normal.

Because at this moment, His form was simply too colossal, with endless moonlight forming a hazy body, mountain-like and ocean-like vast and magnificent.

Below, as the God of Radiance of the Elf Clan descended step by step, the infant’s crying had long ceased. The High Priest of the Elf Clan, holding the newborn baby, stepped out of the house and onto the grass outside, excitedly kneeling on the grass, lifting the baby high.

Surrounding them, High Elves kneeling on the ground were all beyond thrilled, unable to contain themselves. For many elves, it was the first time witnessing their worshiped Divine manifest in centuries.

However, despite their excitement, each High Elf could not hide their disappointment, for their Divine’s manifestation, the descent of an avatar, was not for any one of them, but for a Mixed-blood Elf who had just been born.

"My child, you shall be the most noble Silver Moon Princess under the stars and upon the earth.

From the forest depths to the mountain peaks, from tranquil villages to bustling cities, every corner of Xilantia shall echo your name.

May your name and your deeds become an eternal legend in this world."

Standing upon the earth, formed and constructed by interwoven moonlight and standing thousands of meters high, the shadow of the Divine spoke for the first time, offering his blessing to the infant below.

At this moment, even not far away, Elisium City, always bustling and noisy, fell silent, and then began to boil over.