Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 815 455: Baby-Pacifying Reward: Giant Beast Sovereign, Dragon King's Power

Joy?! Elation?! Excitement?!
Noah felt the emotions radiating from this colossal will, and a trace of peculiarity appeared in his eyes, because it reminded him of children among the worldly races who suddenly received candy from the adults. This joyous emotion was essentially no different, except for the level of dignity, from those children suddenly given candy.
But that's exactly how the World Will is. Even if it's awakened by his power's stimulation, its cognitive ability might not even be stronger than that of a child wanting candy.
Unless the world is on the brink of destruction, the World Will could never possess self-awareness and wouldn't possess any consciousness—it's a kind of balance rule. If the world had self-will, it would be too terrifying, too frightful.
Pampering a child?
Noah, though not adept at it, knew that the world of children is very pure: you like him, he likes you; you give him a gift, he will give you a gift in return.
Thus
"These are the gifts I have prepared for you. Take whatever you desire!"
Gone was the demeanor of humility and deference, for facing the World Will, none was needed, nor did it care. What it cared about were the numerous treasures atop the altar.
Most favored by the World Will, causing it to show joy, were naturally the six pieces of the Black King Set prepared by Noah. The nations Noah had conquered, no matter how much they wanted to please him, couldn't possibly offer valuables of such caliber. Even if they had them, they wouldn't offer them willingly.
Each piece of the Black King Set was enough to serve as the foundation relic for any force's legacy. No ruler would dare act this way and offer them as tributes—it would be a betrayal to one's race and nation.
Therefore, among all the offerings from the nations upon the altar, the World Will especially favored the gifts prepared by Noah.
"Do you like it? I specially found these for you, expending lots of effort and time."
Whoosh—
There was no verbal response, but a cyan flame ignited out of thin air, engulfing the six pieces of the Black King Set. Combined, these were equivalent to the Dragon King Armor, comparable to a True Divine Artifact, now gradually disassembled and extinguished.
The cyan flame was merely a manifestation. In reality, it was the World Will mobilizing some Rule Power, swallowing and digesting the six pieces of the Black King Set.
"Noah!"
Murky black energy rose from the weapon, coalescing into the shape of a sinister Black Dragon, with scales and armor, vividly detailed—even without a physical body, it exuded an aura of terrifying brutality and violence that made all creatures tremble in fear.
However, in the face of this ferocious and violent Black Dragon, even with a terrifying burst of the Dragon King's Power, Noah remained unfazed.
As only a part of the World Will had gathered, it now wielded an indescribable power. From all directions, like a pack of hungry wolves, it lunged forward, beginning to devour and dismantle the Black Dragon.
"How dare you do this?!"
Faced with the suppression of the complete Material Realm rule, even a True God would have to concede, let alone the fragmented Dragon Soul's will. What's the use of containing the Dragon King's Power? Compared to the vastness of the world, it was far too insignificant.
"A stupid question that leaves me with no desire to reply."
In response to the Black King's challenge, Noah disdainfully refused to answer.
Indeed, it was unnecessary to respond, because the black mist that was the Black King quickly got obliterated by the World Will's manipulation of the Root Rules. Not even a wisp of black smoke remained, as it disintegrated invisibly amidst venomous curses and insults.
But for Noah, this was painless and irrelevant, not some curse of terrible effect. If the remnants of the Black King had given all they had, such a curse might have been imposed on Noah.
But the problem was, the World Will gave no opportunity, and the power to plant a curse—was that not just sustenance? How could it be allowed to dissipate?
Just as the last section of the Black Abyss Spear's blade disappeared into the void, even though the sun originally stood high, the sky growing ever brighter with Noah's appearance, it now quietly darkened, transforming into a murky chaos.
The sun hidden in the sky dome vanished entirely. Yet, despite this, the world didn't plunge into darkness but entered a state of not quite dark, not quite bright chaos, from which a wisp of azure-purple mist descended, drifting straight towards Noah.
"What is this?!"
Upon seeing this wisp of azure-purple energy, Noah couldn't help but grow excited. When he extended his dragon claw, letting the wisp of azure-purple energy twine around his dragon finger, it melded into his body at once.
Roar—
Having reached the pinnacle of the Material Realm, with almost no further room to advance, only time could yield minimal growth in physique for an Ancestral Golden Dragon. At this moment, it couldn't help but unleash a resounding dragon roar filled with an exhilarating sense of satisfaction.
Noah rarely roared, as such behavior seemed too barbaric in the eyes of the Metallic Dragon Race; only the Colorful Dragon Clan enjoyed such coarse deeds. The Metallic Dragon Race emphasized propriety and elegance.
But Noah couldn't resist just now because, at the moment when that wisp of Source Energy merged, a comforting sensation that coursed through every limb and bone spread through his entire body.
Noah's premonition was thus fulfilled. Accompanying the passage of time, the dragon body, which would only improve slightly, now started a transformative metamorphosis under the nourishment and guidance of that wisp of Source Power.