Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire
Chapter 287 - 191: Hell’s Son, Judgement Knight Order_2

Chapter 287: Chapter 191: Hell’s Son, Judgement Knight Order_2

The progress of the three youngsters was astonishingly swift. In less than two years, they successively broke through to master the power of Radiant Gold, and at that time, the oldest, Augustus, had just turned fourteen.

This advancement once again refreshed the internal records of the Augustus family. Besides the over-supply of extraordinary resources and Noah’s occasional support of dragon blood baptism, what mattered most was that the three youngsters themselves were also not lacking in innate talent and aptitude.

Under such pressure, this forged a new record for the Augustus family.

"From now on, you have graduated from my tutelage. In my territory, there is nothing left that can provide you with adequate training."

Noah looked at the three vigorous and confident young men and women below, whose gaze was as sharp as a freshly forged sword, full of ambition and enthusiasm,

"Your next trials will expand to your grandfather’s kingdom, where you will face new tests and challenges!"

"Uncle Noah, are we still not qualified?"

Theodore asked impatiently, his gaze showing a mix of unwillingness and confusion.

"Far from it. Do you think you are very strong?"

Seeing the trio below, slightly arrogant from breaking through to Radiant Gold before adulthood, Noah let out a sneer and then delivered a round of reality check,

"Don’t even mention within the Atlas Kingdom range, even within the Augulas family, your achievements are nothing, not even in the top three."

"Parvati is a natural demigod, true, we can’t match her, but apart from her, who else is stronger than us?"

Alexander was also somewhat dissatisfied. Over the past two years, under the arrangement of the Holy Dragon, all they did besides sleeping, eating, recovering, and resting was battling.

Every day was such an extreme that they finally achieved some accomplishments, yet the Holy Dragon told them it was nothing.

"When you venture out for your trials, if lucky, you might encounter him. The three of you together might manage to survive under his hands, but you must identify yourselves as Augustus beforehand."

Noah acted mysteriously, not directly revealing that he spoke of that Hell’s Son, Wayne, who hadn’t even inherited the Augustus name.

This Hell’s Son, whose existence was hidden since birth, had now also become a teenager. The achievements he had attained would be enough to shake the kingdom if made public.

Because at the age of nine, he had already mastered Radiant Gold, and was now attempting to master Skill’s Extreme Intent.

Simply recounting what he achieved on his extraordinary path was enough to shock the Augustus family due to its sheer terror. Neither his father nor his great-grandfather could match him.

Not even during the chaos of the demon invasion, few could progress at such terrifying speed. Of course, the youth’s swift progress had little to do with himself.

Rather, he was favored by some exalted will from Hell, which allowed him to accumulate and enhance power by devouring souls without any side effects or the need for time to digest and cool down, which was beyond even high-ranked demons.

This belonged to the Hell Lord’s authority!

Now appearing on a low-rank Tifflin, with such powerful support, whatever astonishing performance emerged from this forgotten Augustus was unsurprising, at least in Noah’s eyes, it seemed very reasonable.

However, Wayne had not only achieved amazing results in cultivation, he also built a force centered around his own power.

The Judgement Knight Order!

This was the force Wayne established. He called himself a Justice Knight wandering in the dark, speaking for the weak, judging unfairness, aiming his blade at any persons or forces oppressing the innocent, regardless of their status.

Though it sounded commendable, each of his actions left traces of Hell and devilish power, despite his efforts to conceal it, it still attracted the attention of some forces.

Mainly because he was not content with being alone, choosing to build and expand his force, granting his power to others.

This was also an ability belonging to Hell Lords, which even high-ranked devils did not have — selfish devils would not share their power unless it led to greater benefits.

As this young one’s power and influence continued to grow and expand, more eyes were destined to turn towards him, and he would face more dangerous challenges.

Even though what he did was upholding justice, eradicating evil, and helping the weak, his identity as a Hell Demon was enough to negate all his actions.

"Survive?"

Hearing Noah’s jest, the expressions of Alexander, Theodore, and Aveline were very unpleasant.

They naturally did not dare to question the Holy Dragon’s evaluation, but that meant there was someone in their family they did not know or understand, who could crush them.

They would have almost no counter-force, with survival possible only by reporting their Augustus name.

What disdain? What humiliation?

"Uncle Noah, we very much look forward to meeting the kin you mentioned!"

Even after such an evaluation by Noah, Alexander still stood tall, his eyes burning like an unwavering torch.

"I also very much look forward to your performance. Only with indomitable will can you hope to receive my True Blood blessing!"

Noah did not merely disparage them; with these little ones, he mostly encouraged them, only pricking them when their mentality inflated.

"Uncle Noah, is there no standard for so-called qualifications? At least tell us to what extent we must reach to obtain True Blood."

Theodore didn’t like vague talk like this; he wanted to know how to make his life undergo a complete transformation.

"When your Golden Light overflows, nourishing your soul, and you begin to touch the Extreme Intent Power, if you do not fear life and death, you can attempt it once.

However, my perfect standard in heart is mastering Skill’s Extreme Intent. As long as you can master it, you will certainly become my True Blood Clan!"

"Skill’s Extreme Intent!"

The three spirited youths brushed aside Noah’s preceding words, focusing only on the perfect standard he mentioned.

The former was clearly life-risking, while the latter promised perfect inheritance; the choice was clear, even if highly challenging, it gave them a goal to pursue.

"Go, fight, for this is a power that can only be mastered in battle!"

Seduced by Noah’s True Blood temptation, the three embarked once again on a blood-soaked journey.

In the current Atlas Kingdom, challenges were not lacking. The Sitra Empire, once belittled worthless by foster mother Selena, had bared its fangs to the kingdom; even if only some factions, it caused significant turmoil.

This was mainly because of Noah’s battle against the avatar of the Mother of Serpents. After several years of settling, the impact had spread, and following that battle, all the snake-men who had lurked unknown in the shadows became active.

The most active areas were essentially within the Atlas Kingdom, reportedly following the will conveyed by the suddenly active Mother of Serpents.

The life conversion ritual for longevity and the Original Blood granting for Professional breakthroughs... these matched the needs of too many extraordinary nobles.