Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire
Chapter 361 - 228: Show More Respect to My Father_2

Chapter 361: Chapter 228: Show More Respect to My Father_2

"Please have some understanding of my subordinate, he has been working very hard. It’s been less than three years, and he’s already touched the core level of the opposition. If he goes further up..."

"Then he might just become the second Immortal King."

Even Ophelia, who wasn’t known for humor and didn’t like to joke, couldn’t help but make a sarcastic remark. Even though she had lived for hundreds of years, she had never seen such a situation.

A scout merely gathering intelligence managed to infiltrate the undead forces as a living person, and not just that—he even climbed his way up. Had the brains of those undead already rotted beyond use?

"It’s not that extreme, no matter what, he can’t give up his human identity."

For a true strong contender, becoming undead was a very disgraceful matter.

Because once one becomes undead, the ceiling is almost locked. Undead can hardly gain faith or ascend to become Divines; thus, the zenith of the undead race is the demigod.

Of course, nothing is absolute. Throughout long historical years, there were witch demons that ascended to become Divines with undead bodies.

However, these cases were purely coincidental, mixed with many accidents, and held no reference value. The legendary witch demon who managed divine enthronement ultimately became a servant god of a mightier main god.

It was precisely due to gaining favor from that mighty main god that he could ascend. That is to say, his divine position wholly relied on the Divine’s grace, not through personal efforts and struggle.

How could other undead emulate this, they absolutely couldn’t?

For Divines, who on some level achieved eternal immortality, the so-called eternally undead race was a joke, even looking at them was an insult.

The discrimination against undead wasn’t only present among Divines, many powerful races in the Material Realm also looked down on undead.

The Dragon Clan is a typical kind. Take the Black Dragon from the Five-colored Dragon as an example, slightly stronger than the White Dragon, dwelling in swamps, and due to long-term exposure to negative energy, they tend to fall and transform into dragon witch demons.

Normally, those who make such a choice are extremely old dragons that can’t break into becoming Ancient Dragons, or are the weary Ancient and Ancient Dragons that cannot go further.

When Black Dragons of these ages choose to transform into dragon witch demons, the White Dragons can be congratulated, for these dragon witch demons are no longer seen as Dragon Clan, with a status lower even than White Dragons.

Even though these Black Dragons are stronger than they were in life, they still can’t escape being despised or even attacked by other dragon species, because they have become the Dragon Clan’s disgrace, even more disgraceful than the shame of the White Dragon.

"Since you believe in him, I choose to believe in you too."

"He won’t fail to live up to our trust."

Despite thinking this way, Noah still felt a bit uneasy in his heart because Wayne’s rapid rise within the Undead City after infiltration was beyond his understanding of how he gained the trust of that Immortal King.

It simply made no sense

Were all the core leaders of Undead City dead?

Allowing a Tifflin who isn’t even an undead to rise in rank?

Even though he didn’t understand it, the intelligence sent back continuously greatly alleviated the angels’ anxiety. Finally, a piece of intelligence arrived, containing a set of coordinates.

"Is this Central Earth? According to the position, it should be the Battle Lizard Tribe? What’s that big skeleton doing here?"

Seeing the intelligence sent by Wayne, Noah was somewhat puzzled.

"That undead is just like that, don’t use our thought processes to speculate on him. Sometimes he exhibits extremely childish behaviors."

The naked angel got up from Noah’s bed, a blush on her face with suppressed excitement and joy,

"Should I come with you?"

"What about your father?"

Noah’s gaze revealed rare hesitation. He wasn’t afraid of the Immortal King. Even if he couldn’t beat an existence possibly more terrifying than a demigod witch demon, he would have no problem escaping for self-preservation.

While spending time with the Great Angel over the years, he had made a mistake that every male could make. Although Ophelia hadn’t mentioned it, Noah was still willing to take responsibility.

This led to Noah feeling a bit timid when thinking of her father, slightly lacking confidence.

"Once I see the desecrator, he will descend."

"I’ll go with you."

This time, Noah did not procrastinate, choosing to proceed together with the angel.

For Noah now, traversing distances of tens of thousands of miles was no longer as troublesome as when he had once headed south to clash with Abyss Demons, especially with precise coordinates.

Boom—

A surge of immense energy like the tide tore through space, sending the angel and the Giant Dragon off toward distant Central Earth.

When this torrent of energy once again ripped through space, appearing in the sky and on the earth, Noah descended on the predetermined land of Central Earth with the angel.

What lay before their eyes was a very prosperous scene. In the stone-built city, tens of thousands of Battle Lizards rode various riding beasts, shuttling back and forth within the city.

This was a kingdom built by monsters, a culture different from that of humans, carrying a primal and untamed spirit in its bones, yet with its own distinctive character.

"Where at?"

Ophelia’s eyes, which held a faint golden glow, began to radiate brilliance—her symbolic divinity—and fundamentally different from the golden eyes of the Titan Bloodline.

"I’m not foolish enough to face the Immortal King head-on, we’re still about one or two hundred kilometers from the coordinates. Restrain yourself so they don’t notice us. Let’s sneak in first to have a look."

"No need, I can feel it already."

The angel shook her head, rejecting Noah’s proposal, her white six wings unfolding with a faint blush appearing at her wing tips, and holy flames began to burn.

Though there was no attribute-based suppression, when a Six-winged Archangel from heaven fully unreservedly flaunted their presence, the aura they released was sufficient to overwhelm an entire city.

In an instant, prosperity collapsed, all Battle Lizards cowered on the ground, along with their riding beasts, unable to suppress the physiological awe and fear, losing control entirely, causing a foul stench to rise to the sky.

Above and below, there was silence because an indescribable majesty appeared in the angel’s eyes and demeanor.

"Damn!"

Even Noah, who prided himself on being well-experienced, was flustered upon seeing the change in Ophelia.

He realized that the so-called descent did not necessarily require crossing worlds in person, as it was the most challenging method. There was the simplest method, which was just casting down the will.

If he had done nothing, naturally, he wouldn’t panic. But the problem was, he not only did something but did a lot. If this Blazing Sky Divine Servant descended by borrowing a body, what kind of situation would that be?

"Noah, what nonsense are you thinking?"

Ophelia immediately noticed something amiss with Noah.

"Nothing."

Noah couldn’t hide his expression.

"Show some respect to my father!"

The angel reprimanded, and in the next moment, the scarlet fire emerging from her body detached from her wings, transforming into an independent burning mass of scarlet fire in the air. Although it seemed unsupported, the flame grew larger.

Under Noah’s watchful gaze, this mass of flame gradually took on a ten-meter diameter, eventually developing a hazy humanoid form.

"Oh, so it’s this kind of descent, thank goodness."

Though the holy majesty pervading the world grew heavier, Noah exhaled in relief.

But at that moment, the flame figure, whose face and features were still blurred, turned to look at Noah.