Golden Dragon: Six Thousand Years of Empire-Chapter 903 499: Repairing the Domain—A Worthy Successor

Ah～
A sharp and hasty scream rang out as the valiant Hunting Goddess fell from her chariot, enveloped by the golden Sun Fire. At this moment, no god was willing to fawn over this goddess anymore.
Because they were all struggling to save themselves, not to mention these false gods, even the Moonlight Unicorn that carried her across the sky was wailing. The flames stripped them of their divinity, leaving their flesh charred and blackened, exposing white bones, hideously.
The Thunder God's chariot was also burning, the golden goat was wailing in despair. An unusual aroma of meat was wafting through the air, causing the flames covering them to diminish visibly, although not significantly weaker, maintaining a perfect and suitable flame level.
Zila～
The sizzling sound of the goat meat turning a golden yellow echoed, as in the steadily descending wails of the golden goat, glistening oil droplets continuously fell.
Odin, who had originally closed his eyes, couldn't help but turn his head, looking at the White Dragon Lord beside him, busy breaking the chains.
"It's rare to see a golden goat infused with divinity, looks quite interesting, I want to taste it."
"..."
Odin remained silent for a moment, then pointed at Noah,
"The flavor of the unicorn's tendons is no less than that of the golden goat's leg meat."
"Then I'll adjust the heat a little."
The Dark Abyss Prison Ruins, supposedly capable of subduing Divine beings, were collapsing at this moment, because the True Supreme had already descended. Even if partially, it wasn't something a group of false gods, enslaved by Divine Artifacts, could withstand.
This couldn't be called a battle, the moment Noah's true form descended, everything had already ended. The Epic Dragon King, whom ordinary True Gods found hard to contend with, was hardly something a group of puppets controlled by True Divine Artifacts could resist.
Even if the True Divine Artifacts congregated together for warmth, so what? Ultimately, they're just objects, without a True God wielding them, how could they unleash the kind of formidable power that would make the Divines wary?
When a single True Divine Artifact appears in the mundane world, it is truly a dimensional strike. The Rule Power from the Divine can sweep away everything, even the Legends, in the presence of such power, can only bow in submission, becoming dependent and subservient, reduced to slavery.
But in the face of an Epic, what do unmanned True Divine Artifacts count for? Even the Eternal Spear, once wielded by the Divine King, what of it? The power of fate penetrating space-time is equally meaningless against an immortal Epic.
"Do you still want that spear?"
The White Emperor glanced at the Eternal Spear struggling amid his sun-like true form's claws, then looked at the freed one-eyed Odin.
"Let me deal with that spear, and as for the other Divine Artifacts..."
Odin's tone paused slightly, as he closed his eyes a bit,
"You can take them, it's what you deserve."
"Haha, all right, I won't be polite then."
The Divine Artifacts already in the Dragon King's hands, wanting them back even without the memory of once being a Divine King, even with his current knowledge, he knew it was impossible.
Being able to reclaim his own Eternal Spear was already a blessing from the heavens, even if it was a rebellious artifact, it didn't matter. At worst, he would cleanse it once; whether or not a Divine Artifact possesses will is not important, what matters is the artifact itself and the rules contained within it.
Not to mention now, even in the past, when he was a Divine King, forging an artifact on the level of the Eternal Spear was no easy task, who would dislike having too many powerful weapons in their hands? Isn't it just because they can't create them?
If possible, Odin wouldn't want to give away any artifacts, but the individual in front of him had ascended to become a Dragon King. If he didn't share any benefits, how could this dragon let him off so easily?
Odin had no doubt, if he dared not to share any profit, the dragon would likely turn against him, then plot to devour everything in the Space-Time Realm.
Yet, as long as he was willing to concede some interest, the dragon would display his rare few boundaries, and not be overly excessive, showing some restraint.
From the dragon's reaction, it was apparent, thirteen True Divine Artifacts in total, such a massive treasure, he didn't even blink as he absorbed them all, without a hint of modesty or refusal, evidently harboring this intention for a long time.
From the moment the White Dragon Lord White Emperor called forth Noah, the ownership of these True Divine Artifacts was clear without any doubt, as to their own opinions, they simply didn't matter.
"..."
Seeing Noah's satisfied and wildly triumphant expression after achieving his desires, Odin became increasingly silent, watching those similar yet different impostors of his former subordinates and war beasts, reduced to charred remains and ashes under the Sun's majesty.
The flames didn't treat everyone equally. Those false gods, regardless of gender, age, or appearance, all howled in pain and agony in the flames, without a trace of strength to struggle or resist, because the True Divine Artifacts granting them everything also perished in the flames, lacking their former power and divinity, becoming nothing but ordinary mundane weapons.
But unlike these false gods and unyielding artifacts, their mounts and war beasts, were experiencing a different kind of flame.
Gold goats, Moonlight Unicorns, White Crows, Heavenly Horses... Although the Sun Fire didn't spare them either, the intensity of the flames was noticeably much lower, merely scorching their fur into ashes, while their skin and flesh transformed into a golden hue, enticing and mouthwatering.
This wasn't slaughter, but a form of cooking, albeit somewhat crude, after all, they weren't slaughtered in advance, nor were they dissected and divided, but were roasted whole, appearing extremely careless.