Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire
Chapter 368 - 232: This is Your Legion Leader’s Lover

Chapter 368: Chapter 232: This is Your Legion Leader’s Lover

"I think I’m pregnant."

The sudden news instantly shattered Noah’s unprepared state. In nearly a hundred years, his normally composed mindset could no longer hold, and the Golden Dragon lost control over his expressions.

"Really?"

Noah looked at Ophelia, with whom he was communicating, unable to hide the joy in his expression,

"I’m not very sure, but I can feel that there is a life force inside me that is not my own. This should be the beginning of life, right?"

The angel’s expression also held hesitation and uncertainty.

Because in this regard, she couldn’t seek experience from her kin, as most angels come into the world through transformation and rebirth.

"Give me your coordinates. I’ll come to you right now!"

Even though he had restrained himself from leaving the Material Plane until maturity, Noah could hardly stay calm, despite knowing Ophelia was currently in a world of extreme danger, he still wanted to go.

The more the situation was like this, the more he had to go. Even though he knew Ophelia could never be in any danger, even if the situation became critical to the extreme, where the world was about to end, it couldn’t hurt her, but as an expectant father, Noah found it hard to control his emotions.

"You should control your emotions first. In your current state, even if you came, you’d probably only cause trouble for me."

Seeing the Golden Dragon’s intense reaction, Ophelia smiled but refused to provide the coordinates.

"How could I possibly cause trouble? Don’t you know how strong I am?"

Noah displayed his majestic yet graceful Golden Dragon body,

"With my help, you might be able to end the war in the shortest time and complete the salvation of the world."

"Saving the world is not so easy. The Material Plane I’m currently in has already been half-corrupted by the Abyss, its coordinates are constantly shifting, and it’s sinking."

"I knew Old Deng was up to no good!"

After learning about the general situation of the angel’s battlefield, Noah cursed inwardly while showing a caring expression,

"Why did your father send you to such a dangerous battlefield?"

When the world has been corrupted to the point that even its coordinates are unstable, starting to sink, it means the world’s environment has become similar to that of the Hell Abyss, totally unsuitable for mortal beings to survive.

"It’s precisely such a world that needs the salvation of the Dawn Longsword. The world you’re in, even without outside support, can fend off large-scale lower plane invasions on its own strength. Angels don’t need to descend, with or without our participation, the result wouldn’t change much."

"I see. So you’ve entered worlds about to collapse before."

"Of course."

Ophelia raised her swan-like elegant, snowy long neck with some pride but soon this angel who wanted to show off also very honestly added,

"But although it’s not my first time saving a collapsing world, it’s the first time I’m in charge of the war..."

"What? You’re now the highest commander of the Angel Legion?"

"What’s wrong? Is there a problem?"

"Give me the coordinates immediately!"

Noah’s tone suddenly became serious.

"What’s wrong?"

"As a father, I have the right to visit my child!"

"She hasn’t been born yet."

"Then let me comfort her mother properly."

"Alright, I’ll give you the coordinates, but you can’t stay too long with me."

Faced with Noah’s determination and persistence, Ophelia chose to compromise.

"Why?"

Noah couldn’t understand.

"My father, he’s watching me. I can feel his gaze."

Ophelia provided the reason that left Noah silent.

"Give me the coordinates."

Even so, Noah wasn’t planning to avoid.

"Aunt, help me!"

After getting the coordinates, Noah entered the Mage City, and barged into the highest-level laboratory.

"Anything you need?"

A youthful, graceful girl stood on a nearly hundred-meter-long, constantly twisting and writhing limb of an unknown creature, looking at the intruding Golden Dragon.

"I have a child."

Noah was slightly shocked by the restrained biological limb before him, then conveyed the good news.

"You have a child? Which female dragon laid an egg for you? Let me see."

Selena jumped down from the remains of the unknown creature, suspended before Noah.

The slight annoyance caused by being interrupted in her research vanished without a trace upon hearing that the dragon before her unexpectedly had a child.

"It’s not a dragon, it’s an angel!"

Noah corrected his foster mother’s misunderstanding.

"An angel?"

Selena raised her voice a few notches, then with arms folded, circled Noah’s large dragon body with a suddenly intrigued expression,

"Tsk tsk, impressive. I thought you were useless, already figuring out what kind of spell could give you offspring.

Didn’t expect you to hook up with that Great Angel yourself. In just a few years, you actually got her pregnant, remarkable. I once underestimated you, I owe you an apology."

"Aunt, stop teasing. Now’s not the time for jokes."

Hearing Selena’s tease, Noah couldn’t help but smile bitterly.

Actually, he himself was quite surprised because the time he spent with the angel was actually not long; the angel descended to the Lower Realm only three years ago, and the time they spent together was less than a year and a half.