Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 847 - 471: Noah’s Grandson, Divine Calamity? Evil Demon King?

"Father, Hela is pregnant, and like you, I am going to become a father!"

When Noah heard the joyful report from his eldest son, his heart did not have too much of an emotional ripple; he had long since become a grandfather, and it wouldn't be long before he might even become a great-grandfather.

Now that his first child has his own descendants, although Noah was happy for his eldest son, his feelings didn't quite match the surge of emotion he felt when he heard of his first grandson's birth, and he was rather calm.

Although the number of his descendants now does not match the Colorful Dragon Clan, for the Metallic Dragon Race, Noah's dragon life was relatively complete, especially since the number of his grandchildren alone, just through Terramus, was enough to sustain the lineage.

Of course, having Iliad as a supplement now is also a good thing, but these two bloodlines will develop in completely different directions.

While Terramus, a Pure-blooded Golden Dragon, found a companion who wasn't a Golden Dragon, she was from the Gemstone Dragon Clan, so their offspring were all Pure-blood Dragon Clan.

However, Iliad was a Reincarnated Angel, so his children were naturally angels. Even though it seemed a bit strange, Noah's bloodline had already branched out onto two different paths.

It can be foreseen that as long as Iliad's children maintain an aesthetic similar to their father's and continue to seek angel companions, Noah's dragon blood would become increasingly diluted unless Noah replenished it with True Blood.

"Congratulations, Iliad!"

Seeing the beaming smile on his eldest son's face, as bright as the sun, Noah offered his congratulations, though the bloodline that his son would pass down in the future would become more distant from him, but who could predict the future?

As long as he ascended to become the Dragon King, then the imprint of his bloodline left would become almost indelible, no matter how many angel companions Iliad's descendants seek, there would always be traces of dragon blood on them.

"Father, the Material Realm I'm in now is a bit turbulent, and I am worried it will harm Hela and threaten my future child, so I would like to send Hela to you, if that's alright?"

After receiving his father's blessing, Iliad slightly reined in his smile and then seized the opportunity to make a request, given his current identity as a Commander as well.

As his mother expected, he obtained a Floating City from his father and embarked on a journey to conquer the world, but in the world he is conquering now, a civilization similar to an Insect Nest has emerged.

Even though he had already gained an absolute advantage in ground warfare and had even used the Floating City to level the land more than once, the burrowing insects were adept at digging and had already hollowed out the underground.

That crisscrossing network of underground tunnels was a huge obstacle and delay for conquest and suppression, and both his Angel Legion and the Dragon-man Army that followed him faced inherent disadvantages in fighting in these narrow terrains.

Especially the angels, who were extremely averse to entering underground spaces where they couldn't spread their wings, and as for the tall Dragon-men, they also rejected fighting in confined spaces.

"Of course, I will dispatch the Dragon Guard to respond immediately."

"Father, after my child is born, could you teach them for a period of time on my behalf?"

Though somewhat awkward and hesitant, Iliad still made a further request, hoping his child could receive guidance from their grandfather.

"You really should learn from your younger brother; he never asks me like this. Now, whenever his companion lays a Dragon Egg for him, he directly sends the Dragon Egg to me."

Noah couldn't help but laugh; compared to his flamboyant younger son, his eldest son's temperament was too reserved and introverted.

"Then I will trouble you."

"It wouldn't be any trouble; I do need some little ones to keep me company."

Under the escort of the Dragon Guards, Odin's reincarnated daughter, Hela, soon arrived at Elisium. When Noah saw this eldest daughter-in-law again, he realized that the aura of this Six-winged Angel Leader had changed significantly from before.

"Father!"

Having become Iliad's companion, and having held quite a formal ceremony in Heaven, Hela addressed Noah with a rather formal title.

"How are you feeling now?"

Noah looked at the Six-winged Angel Leader in front of him, whose wings were slightly dimmed and emitted a faint Holy Light, as if it had barely recovered from severe trauma, and asked earnestly.

"I'm alright."

Hela hesitated for a moment before responding.

"In your current state, 'alright' is hardly appropriate; this is probably why Iliad sent you to me."

Noah looked down at this daughter-in-law who had already entered a certain state of weakness; he was well aware of the cause of her current condition.

Situations like this were not the first time it had happened; each time he had an extremely outstanding descendant about to be born, the mother bearing the child always had to endure some struggles.

However, a situation as with angels was quite rare, as Hela's state appeared almost like malnutrition, with severely depleted blood and energy.

If such a condition occurred in a financially struggling ordinary woman, it would be considered normal, but for it to appear in a Six-winged Angel Leader, it was extremely abnormal.

It's not just Six-winged Angel Leaders; even ordinary angels couldn't experience malnutrition. Although saying so might be offensive, angels possess traits similar to plants; as long as they are bathed in sunlight, they can be replenished from it.