Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 201 - 148: The 3rd Legend, The Curse of Titan Bloodline!_2

Chapter 201: Chapter 148: The 3rd Legend, The Curse of Titan Bloodline!_2

"Moreover, not to mention facing an enemy like me, what if there is a legendary raid? You gather together, clearly possessing the power to fight, but if you don’t cooperate properly, you will only be picked off one by one. You can completely unleash even greater power."

"Against a Legend?"

Noah’s words left the Extremes present looking at each other.

"Whether it’s my childhood teacher or from my experiences, I only know one thing: when encountering a Legend, the best choice is to flee rather than confront."

"Only someone like Your Highness Noah, born extraordinary with unparalleled talent, would think about countering a Legend at the time of Extreme Intent. We’ve never considered it."

"Your Highness Noah, are you saying this because there’s a need? Could it be that Lord Casius and Lady Selena are not in the territory now?"

Some smart individuals also reacted, sensing something from Noah’s words.

Could it be that the Augustus family needs these Extremes who have pledged allegiance to them to fight against a Legend?

Is that why they are gathered together repeatedly, to be trampled by this Golden Dragon, hoping they can proficiently cooperate and endure a higher intensity of brutal combat?

"I’m just proposing a possibility, what are you thinking about?"

Noah sighed inwardly, but outwardly he looked displeased,

"I invite you repeatedly for real combat drills, hoping you can gain something and improve in battle. Do you think I’m doing it to deliberately torment and torture you?"

"Isn’t that the case?"

At this moment, many Extremes secretly muttered in their hearts, because this Golden Dragon indeed tormented them heavily, with everyone more or less injured.

"I’m not an Evil Dragon! I don’t have such morbid interests."

Noah reiterated.

He has now basically interacted with all the Extremes affiliated with the Augustus family, and each Extreme has engaged in real combat with him at least three times.

Now Noah can confidently say that any Extreme facing him would have no disloyalty or disrespect; he has subdued all these people.

Because Noah allowed these guys to attack him together, a total of thirteen Extremes combined, reaching more than double the dragon slaying standard, with a high proportion of spellcasters, but even so, the battle where every Extreme gave it their all ended in defeat.

The Ancestor Dragon dominated the battlefield, crushing everything. He could withstand all firepower and forcibly opened an independent battlefield.

Facing warriors, he used the other’s most proud Extreme Intent; facing mages, he used the opponent’s most adept spells, defeating all Extremes in their proudest domains and on a difficult battlefield one by one.

It was after this battle that all the Extremes lost their spirit to fight, and in subsequent real combat, these Extremes began to slack off, no longer giving it their all, and even when fighting desperately, they would be knocked to the ground; it was better to just lie down from the start.

Hence, Noah also felt increasingly bored, as the pressure became lighter and lighter, and he lost interest.

"Your Highness Noah!"

After another lackluster real combat drill ended, five Extremes who took the same path as Noah chased after the Golden Dragon, posing a question to Noah,

"Is there no Legend currently guarding the Augustus family?"

"Hahaha, what an interesting question!"

Faced with such an apparently perilous question, Noah laughed heartily, because with his laughter came a golden beam of light erupting from the Mage City, far on the horizon, reaching the sky and stirring clouds in all directions.

"What is this?"

Feeling the golden beam in the distance turning the sky and clouds to a golden hue, the few Extreme Intent Mages, who were faintly worried due to the Golden Dragon’s words, were all dumbfounded.

"Augustus family’s third Legend. If you have nothing to do, you can come with me to welcome him."

"The third Legend?"

Several mages looked at each other, naturally not refusing such a suggestion. Although from the aura, it seemed the person breaking through was a melee Legend, even if it were the warriors they despised the most, as long as they weren’t Legends themselves, the others could look down on them.

"Noah, I made it!"

Encircled in golden lightning arcs, exuding a very oppressive aura, Tidel’s facial features had become more robust and masculine, showing a smile from the heart, though it didn’t match his current temperament, making his smile look quite awkward.

"Congratulations to you, the third Legend on this land, the glory of the Augustus family will continue because of you!"

With outsiders present, Noah pretended to say some ceremonial words. After sending away the shocked mages who couldn’t help but discuss the strong bloodline of the Augustus family, Noah finally seriously scrutinized the youth who had elevated to a Legend.

Now calling Tidel a youth was no longer appropriate, mainly because his face didn’t fit. Though he’s over fifty, as a Transcendent, this is still very young.

Even at a hundred years, he remains in peak condition. Thus, before merging the Blood Crystals, Ted maintained the appearance of being around twenty, only with a slightly mature temperament.

But now, after the breakthrough, Tidel had a face that matched a mature temperament, looking around thirty to forty, still familiar yet making Noah feel something was a bit off.

But to ask exactly what was wrong, the Golden Dragon couldn’t articulate it, for upon deeper sensation, he could only feel the vast and mighty blood energy, and the towering life force.

"Come, let me see your Titan Body."

In human form, he couldn’t see any issues, so Noah planned to observe Tidel’s Giant form, which must have been strengthened after merging with the Titan Blood Crystal.

"Alright."

Tidel naturally wouldn’t refuse such a request, as he also wanted to see, then, Noah fell silent as he looked at the Titan Body before him, which was less than forty meters tall.

"Did you merge all three Blood Crystals?"

Noah was involved throughout the entire process of his foster father, Casius, stripping the bloodline, so he knew how each stage should manifest.

"I only merged two; there’s one left!"

Tidel showed a helpless expression on his face, opening his palm to reveal a shining golden crystal.

"Can’t merge anymore?"

Noah’s eyes carried an inexplicable emotion.

"Yes, I’ve reached my limit."

Tidel showed a bit of shame.

"Sigh!"

Noah sighed. If possible, he certainly wished Tidel could merge all the Blood Crystals and forge a near-saint Legend.

At least from his understanding of Tidel, he wouldn’t roam about. Having a high-rank Legend as a long-term guard, Noah would truly dare to command the Augustus family to annex the Royal Family.

"It’s okay, also quite impressive, take a breather, get adjusted, maybe you can continue to merge."

Seeing Tidel’s somewhat disheartened look following his sigh, Noah quickly comforted him.

"It’s impossible; I can’t do it."

Tidel, whose face had transformed into that of a middle-aged man, shook his head. His strength had already reached the pinnacle of his life, surpassing all past selves, yet at this moment, he bore a look of dejection,

"The power of my father is too heavy for me. Now I realize my father’s greatness far exceeds my imagination. The me of the past didn’t know his own limitations. I can never surpass my father."

"Heavy? What do you mean?"

Noah noticed the discordance, such a description didn’t sound right.

"I don’t know how to describe it to you."

Tidel still shook his head.

"You are very off, extremely off."

Noah intently stared at the huge Giant before him, although he couldn’t discern what was wrong with Tidel post-breakthrough, instinct told him this guy was hiding something,

"You definitely have issues hidden within you. Tell me, what on earth has happened? If there’s a problem, we can solve it together. You must trust me!"