Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 853 473: Awakening of the Netherworld King, Final Annihilation

"Are you ready, Hades!"
Noah looked at the little one in front of him, whose expression was mixed with unease and anticipation. Ten years have passed, but he has only grown from a tiny tot to a little bean, and the baby fat on the sides of his cheeks has only become richer.
"Your father is coming to pick you up."
"I'm ready."
For someone who has just passed his tenth birthday, a member of the Longevity Species, he is still in the infant stage. So young, yet about to embark on the bloodiest and cruelest Plane Battlefield, it is truly a loss of morality and humanity.
But Hades' eyes were full of expectation because he had been preparing for this day for ten whole years. Over those years, he had no entertainment, putting his heart and soul into mastering and controlling his own power.
Although his father, when visiting him, told him he didn't need to work so hard, Hades didn't listen, because he had nowhere else to go, only accompanied by a group of Alchemy Puppets, he had to find something to do.
"From today on, you are a warrior, and also the youngest warrior among my descendants. In the future, it's hard to imagine anyone surpassing you."
Noah teased his grandson half-jokingly as he saw the expression on his face.
Even ordinary Dragon Species, at the age of ten, are merely young dragons. Colorful Dragons at this age find it challenging to survive in the wild, and as for the Metallic Dragon Race, if they are slightly careful, their range of activities will not exceed the Dragon Nest.
"Because dad protects me."
Hades didn't take pride in this because he clearly knew that the special treatment he received was due to the efforts his father made for him.
"Hmm!"
Streaks of space-time ripples descended, landing on the top of the Netherworld Tower. A Demigod with Dragon Horns on his forehead and six glorious wings on his back arrived, and the Holy Domain spread along with him.
However, there was no more Death Dragon Domain entangling here. Over the course of ten years, with Noah's guidance, Hades had managed the most basic control over the Domain.
Yet, even so, Noah didn't intend to put his grandson into the Dragon Academy because he was different from Cezer back then. Cezer's Power of Ashes, though terrifying, still had a release process.
In contrast, once Hades' Power of Death spread, it manifested as a Domain, a form of area-effect damage. Such an unstable factor could never be allowed by Noah to enter his Order Core.
Nowadays, the Dragon Academy has become the primary supply and training ground for middle and high-level forces of various Expeditionary Armies, unmatched by any high-level universities.
The minimum threshold to enter this academy is being part of the Pure-blood Dragon Clan. Of course, this is not an absolute standard. Non-Dragon Clan creatures, or those with non-pure-blood Dragon Clan lineage—mixed blood—provided they have potential not inferior to pure-blood Dragon Species, can also enter and receive education.
The Dragon Academy is the top-level academy with the strongest faculty that Noah has invested the most resources in, and the highest student quality. For many Dragon-men, entering the Dragon Academy is their ultimate pursuit and dream.
Because entering means having the same or even higher blood potential as the Pure-blood Dragon Clan, and nothing excites Dragon-men more.
"Dad!"
When Hades saw the tall and majestic figure of Iliad, he couldn't hold back any longer and rushed over, creating a harmonious and warm scene.
But as he watched this father and son embracing, Noah felt a mischievous thought, wondering what expressions they would show if he changed his previous decision at this moment and didn't allow his grandson to go to the Plane Battlefield.
However, such thoughts only lingered for a moment in Noah's mind. He certainly wouldn't do anything so spoiling and mood-ruining.
"Father, thank you for taking care of Hades over these ten years."
After calming his son's emotions, Iliad took him to express their gratitude to Noah.
"No need for thanks between father and son. Do whatever you want to do, and if you cause any trouble, just call my name."
Though Noah couldn't leave his homeland, now renamed the Dragon Realm, he could, like his father-in-law the Blazing Sky, project his power and will outside the world as long as there were sufficient anchor points.
In this aspect, he was on par with Divine entities, even more powerful because, besides his homeland, he had no weaknesses, and attacking his homeland was futile for anyone.
As for how powerful his projection outside the world could be, it depended on the relationship and number of the creatures calling him.
For example, his direct descendants, like his child, could summon Noah to manifest in the Material Realm at its tolerable limits. Even if ordinary Dragon-men had sufficient numbers, they could achieve the same, serving as anchor points for his power projection.
After bidding a formal farewell to Noah, Iliad took Hades to the Insect Nest World and, after traversing a long Void, the future Netherworld King reached the Floating City ruled by his father.
"Mom!"
Hades spotted his mother waiting to welcome him at first glance.
The warm scene of family unity among the three of them stirred various emotions in the faces of many High Rank Dragon-men and Great Angels present.