Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 874 484: Noah's Epic Path, Dusk Savior (Part 2)

After the world's order returned to normal, the initially active World Will, stimulated by the ten suns, became silent once more, and Noah did not re-enter the Sea of World Root.
Because it was no longer necessary, he had crossed that threshold, and now what he needed to do was to perfect his Epic Body. When the Epic Body is achieved, it will be the time he truly becomes an immortal and indestructible Dragon King.
The ten suns are the limit of Noah's Mother Realm, but they are far from being Noah's limit, let alone reaching the standard for forming an Epic Body.
However, Noah's Mother Realm does not need many suns, but some worlds desperately need them, especially those worlds where the sun is about to fall into extinction.
"Dusk Worlds!"
In Noah's Dragon-man Expeditionary Army, such worlds have the lowest conquest value. Unless there is absolutely no other choice, they won't even glance at them.
In worlds that have lost their sun, evil energy will inevitably proliferate, demonic qi will rage, and countless demons will multiply madly. The living space for biological creatures will be infinitely compressed, ultimately leaving civilized races with no foothold unless they also fall and become demons, mingling with them.
The ultimate fate of such Dusk Worlds is nothing but falling, becoming part of the Lower Plane, and eventually breeding numerous Evil Demons, becoming one of the sources of harm to billions of Material Worlds.
Such worlds not only hold little conquest value but also lack significant salvation meaning. Even when Heaven discovers such worlds, they often only find ways to preserve some valuable bloodlines of the Material World, guide the remaining civilizations, and relocate them to other Barbaric Worlds yet unpopulated by civilizations, rather than finding ways to reignite the sun.
Saving a world does not equate to the input and effort required, which are disproportionate and unprofitable. Yet now, to Noah, such worlds, which are utterly lacking in value from all aspects and not worth the effort, have assumed a different value.
A Material World with a sun about to extinguish, or already extinguished, is inevitably one on the brink of destruction, where the World Will has a high probability of having developed self-aware thinking.
Such worlds, in their quest for survival, would do anything, even creating an Evil God, because survival transcends all else, especially for the world itself.
At such a time, if a newly burning sun wished to enter the world, to replace an already burned-out or about-to-extinguish sun, would the World Will agree?
The answer is affirmative. The World Will of the Dusk World would certainly not refuse.
Although the world's development to the point where the sun is about to extinguish is not solely caused by the sun, the arrival of a new sun would undoubtedly extend the world's survival time.
"Isn't this the Titans' path to salvation?"
When Noah contemplated how to walk his own Dragon King Road or Epic Path, he suddenly realized that if he continually evolved round after round of suns and cast them into Dusk Worlds, he could save worlds while perfecting his Epic Body. This would match the Titans' salvation path.
"How many suns must evolve and coalesce into one to achieve an Epic Body, three hundred, or three thousand? It can't be thirty thousand, can it!"
After a rough deduction, Noah felt that it shouldn't take long before he could condense an Epic Body.
The most challenging hurdle had been overcome, and now all he needed was to find Dusk Worlds and continue accumulating.
This was a straightforward task. The real challenge lay in what he would do after becoming an Epic Dragon King, how he could further progress into the Realm of Source Fusion, and further yet, to the Realm of the Creator, where he could single-handedly create worlds.
Is this realm something that can be built by accumulating suns? Let alone three thousand suns, even three million or thirty million, if Noah could really form such a number of suns, he thought even if he were slow, he ought to become a creator.
Even if not, he could emulate the senior Fatty Ball, claiming he could spar with a creator for a few rounds.
However, before embarking on the salvation path aligned with the Titan Clan, he cast his gaze toward the Xilantia Continent, the land most familiar to him and his place of origin.
Although looking down from the sky, this continent had not undergone any earth-shaking changes since his time of slumber, which made him feel almost like time-lost, but there were still significant changes.
For instance, Noah saw that in each district of the Elisium, which was gradually lifting off, as the number of Floating Cities increased, so too did the number of related industries and support staff multiply, causing this technology to spread without limits.
Transforming cities into Floating Cities was actually the most fashionable and popular municipal construction project in Noah's central territory in the current era.
Dragon-men took pride in residing in Floating Cities, while the opposite was considered a disgrace. As Noah's territory, the core of the core, Elisium, known as the Golden Holy City, was also influenced, prompting it to start a Floating City transformation plan.
But by its development to the present day, the scale of Elisium was truly terrifying. The resident population of this city had exceeded a hundred million, occupying an area far beyond the imaginable limits of many mundane worlds in the Material World.
Wanting to lift such a vast supercity into the sky was no less difficult than lifting a continent into the sky dome, something currently impossible for the Dragon-men.
Therefore, the municipal planning dictated gradually lifting the districts of Elisium into the sky, then connecting them in the air through various bridges, flying ships, and Transmission Arrays as the main methods of transportation between districts.
The Dragon-men were attempting to construct a Golden Holy City suspended in the sky, a city comprised of thirty-three Floating Cities, symbolizing the splendor of the Holy Dragon Order, and also demonstrating the greatness and sanctity of the Holy Dragon.
"The Holy Dragon has replaced the sun to become ten, and his Dragon Sons and Favored ones couldn't wait to move to the sky, basking in the sun's radiance, creating an insurmountable divide from the living beings on the ground..."
Walking through the not yet sky-bound old district of Elisium, Noah, transformed into an ordinary-looking Dragon-man, paused his steps and turned toward the voice of a particularly sharp-tongued commentator.
To his surprise, it was a broad-browed, wide-nosed Beastman, yet this old Beastman's bleached fur had densely grown Dragon Scales, which meant anyone living in this city, even in the old, yet-to-be-transformed district, could not retain their original racial purity, as their blood was bound to be stained by the Dragon Vein.
"Don't we have the Dragon Transformation Tower for that?"
Beside the old Beastman, a small Beastman with Dragon Horns growing from his forehead and more evident Dragonification features asked naively.
"Dragon Transformation Tower, heh, before the Holy Dragon replaced the sun, those people were somewhat restrained. But after the second sun's birth, with the Holy Dragon's Dragonization Domain covering the world, they turned shameless.
Now, it's considered good if even one out of ten Dragon Transformation Towers is still effective. The only Dragonification benefit the living creatures on earth experience now mainly comes from the sun itself, yet who can be closer to the sun than those residing in Floating Cities?"
"Legend has it that at the highest level of the Holy Radiance Tower, there still lies the Holy Dragon Emperor's True Blood, and as long as one can endure the complete trials, reaching the tower's top, they can receive the true blood's blessings..."
"That was in the past, not now. Everyone used to know whose hands each drop of True Blood landed in and who was promoted to True Blood Favored because of it.
But it's been years since any news leaked. Now, the tops of many Holy Radiance Towers are simply empty; the blood there is already gone."
"Did they steal the Holy Blood?"
"Not theft, according to their explanation, they just followed an emergency regulation to reallocate, during which some Holy Blood inexplicably disappeared."
"Aren't they afraid of investigations?"
"Investigation? Who can investigate, who is capable of investigating?"
"The Holy Dragon Emperor!"
"Hahaha~ even a Saint would find it difficult to handle the injustice caused by their descendants impartially."