Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire
Chapter 377 - 236: Collision between the Hell Lord and the Blazing Sky God_2

Chapter 377: Chapter 236: Collision between the Hell Lord and the Blazing Sky God_2

"Ah—"

Noah sighed deeply, yet there was nothing he could do. This was the consequence of a lack of communication.

He had endured it, and although the Blazing Sky Old Deng still didn’t like him, their tone had softened considerably, indicating they were ready to let it go.

But just then, the one from Hell had come looking for him. It would have been better if it had happened a bit earlier.

"Did I suffer this punishment for nothing?"

As the Golden Dragon lamented, familiar rules of suppression appeared in Noah’s perception. Although it made Noah somewhat uncomfortable, it also gave him an unprecedented sense of security.

He had returned to the Material Realm.

Swish!

With ripples of space, the figure of the Golden Dragon appeared in the Mage City. The powerful fluctuation was perfectly absorbed by the city’s miraculous architecture, with no power transmitted to the outside world.

"Noah, are you okay?"

Noah had not yet stabilized when a young girl jumped onto him. But as she took a few steps, a lake of blood fell from the sky, instantly submerging both the Golden Dragon and the girl completely.

"Wow! What is this?"

Selena, wrapped in the sticky dragon blood, yelled angrily.

"It’s my blood!"

Seeing the blood-red lake that had accompanied him back alongside the Blazing Sky Angel Old Deng, Noah suddenly felt phantom pain all over his body, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

"So much? What did you encounter?"

The moment Selena floated back up from the lake, she cast a cleaning technique on herself to tidy up, then looked at the Golden Dragon, revealing only a head from the lake, with great curiosity in her eyes.

She had already detected that the dragon in front of her was seriously hurt, but not too severely. A period of rest would recover it. Yet it was clear that during the time they were apart, the dragon had suffered a lot of misfortune, but not too gravely.

"It’s Ophelia’s father."

"A Blazing Sky Divine Servant, as I expected."

Hearing Noah’s answer, Selena showed an understanding expression, nodding lightly, appearing to have everything under control in a relaxed manner.

"Aunt, stop pretending, you didn’t foresee this at all, did you?"

Noah hardly believed it. If his foster mother had really anticipated that a Blazing Sky God would intercept him, then the one from Hell wouldn’t have taken action.

"Why couldn’t I foresee it? You messed with his daughter? Isn’t it only natural for a father to trouble you?"

"What do you mean by ’messed with’? Clearly, it was mutual affection."

Noah felt extremely wronged.

In fact, in this matter, he and Ophelia had reached some kind of understanding. The angel thought she had conquered the dragon, while the dragon believed he had won the angel with his charm.

"Serves you right, getting bled so much by her father."

"I’ll remember this, and one day I will get it back."

Noah hardly believed he deserved this torment.

"Ambitious, but before you possess that power, I suggest it’s wiser for you to earnestly mend your relationship with that Blazing Sky God."

"You’re not worried at all?"

Noah looked at his foster mother, who was gloating.

"Why should I worry?"

Selena looked perplexed.

"Nothing, what’s the situation in the Atlas Kingdom? How’s Uranos doing?"

Compared to the war outside the world, which was hard to interfere with, Noah focused on the present. His foster mother didn’t seem ready to reveal more to him.

"I went to check; Uranos’s injury has stabilized, he won’t die. As for the specific situation, to put it simply, the undead from the north regard him as the irreplaceable monarch of the Atlas Kingdom, so they wanted to execute a decapitation strategy against him."

Selena succinctly summarized, while Noah listened in a daze,

"A decapitation strategy against Uranos?"

"If you want to know the specifics, you can ask Uranos himself. I don’t have time to be your explainer."

"Alright, I’ll go ask."

"Do you still want this dragon blood?"

"No, throw it into the Dragon Domain."

"That’s too wasteful; I’ll take some."

"As long as it doesn’t leak, handle it however you like."

Noah didn’t care about this waste blood. As long as enough nutritional supply was given, such dragon blood could be regenerated indefinitely.

After leaving Mage City, Noah returned to his Dragon Palace. After considering for a while, he contacted Uther City,

"Uther? You’re okay!"

"Uncle Noah."

Seeing the Golden Dragon’s figure, the young man, who looked rather well, coughed lightly, and a trace of blood instantly seeped from the corner of his mouth.

"Stop pretending!"

Noah showed disdain. Although it was just a communication array, where they could only see each other’s projection, Noah’s understanding of Uranos allowed him to make a rough assessment based on the information shown in the projection,

"Tell me about your situation."

"Indeed, I couldn’t hide it from you..."

Uranos wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and answered Noah’s queries.

He indeed encountered an assassination from the northern undead, consisting of a five-person squad of legendary undead, a specification matching dragon-slaying standards, which included two spellcasters, a corpse witch, and a witch demon.

If it was an ordinary monarch, facing such an assassination squad without any preparation, they were bound to suffer greatly.

But the problem was, Uranos was anything but ordinary, not to mention his residence, the palace, was built to withstand disasters similar to a Hell invasion.

As a result, without surprise, Uranos counter-killed all the invading undead.

This battle result shocked the entire kingdom, as many nobles questioned this monarch’s prowess after hearing about the initial assassination.

After all, an assassin managed to harm the king solo and retreated unscathed. However, the undead who launched the second wave of assassination were clearly deceived by this information. Even though they thought they overestimated, they still underestimated upon encounter.

"You suspected someone in the kingdom harbored treasonous intentions, so you used this assassination to pretend to be severely injured."

After understanding how his nephew counter-killed and why rumors of him being severely injured spread, Noah was at a loss for words.

"It’s not pretending, I indeed suffered significant injuries."

Uranos explained.

"If I had come to find you later, wouldn’t these injuries be almost healed?"

"I still need some time to recover."

"Having a king like you, your subjects are truly unlucky."

Noah teased.

"If they were loyal to me, how could they be unlucky?"

"That’s true, take your time cleaning out the traitors."

After ending the communication with his nephew, Noah spent a bit of energy to contact his nephew-grandson, whom he hadn’t seen in a long time.

"Granduncle, do you have something urgent? I’m currently not in a convenient situation to communicate with you."

"Where are you?"

Seeing the background behind the black-haired youth on the other side, Noah felt something was off.

"The Great Graveyard."

"...You joined the Immortal Council?"

Noah was silent for a while, roughly guessing the situation.

"I was just nominated and approved. I’m about to attend my first meeting."

Wayne replied.

"Do you know why your nomination was approved this time?"

"Yes, the banshee leader and the head of the corpse witch group died, opening up their positions."

The young man’s expression was calm, not excited for entering the core circle of the Undead Kingdom.

"Do you know why these two died?"

"At the time, I was trying to communicate with you, but you didn’t respond."

"You should thank that unnamed man you prefer not to mention."

"Being here is your arrangement, granduncle. If thanks are due, it’s you who should be thanked, not me."

"That’s true, but undeniably, you’ve gained substantial benefits, achieving a crucial promotion."

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