The sense of weakness caused by the dwindling strength did not shake little Dou Ding’s resolve; he demonstrated a resilience uncommon for soone of his age.
"Their death should make grow, make strong, not fall here aninglessly without any value!"
"Tsk, then let see how much value you can give to these beasts’ death!"
Noah’s wings fluttered gently, the dragon body soared with the wind, becoming smaller and smaller before little Dou Ding.
"You no longer have the chance to regret, until the last breath of your life ends, I will appear before you, but by then, it signifies your failure."
"I will never fail."
Uranos’s gaze was firm; he looked down at his plump little fist,
"Who says I have no weapon?"
Although saying so, re rhetoric could never solve the real issues faced; without the Heavenly Gifted Divine Weapon transford from Golden Thunder, surviving in the forest indeed beca arduous for Uranos.
However, the various extraordinary characteristics endowed by the Titan Bloodline were enough for him to establish a foothold in the forest after enduring the initial difficult period.
"What an incredible weapon!"
After Noah lifted the Nine Luminaries Star Palace, he fiddled with the Thunder Spear in his hand; in Uranos’s hand, this thunder weapon was rely a spear comparable to his size, scarcely the size of a toothpick compared to Noah.
But when the Golden Dragon played with it for a mont, attempting to channel elents into this Heavenly Gifted Weapon, the spear’s size suddenly expanded, asuring over ten ters, appearing sowhat large even in the Golden Dragon’s claws.
Throughout this process, Noah also gained so understanding of the weapon’s composition, being an extrely pure, exceptionally strong energy body without any substance, containing a particularly vast but naive spirituality.
As a weapon, in Noah’s eyes, the power of this Thunder Spear was rely so, roughly equivalent to a seventh-circle shape-shifting spell.
But the problem is, Noah knew well that the power possessed by this Thunder Spear was just its initial state, its growth potential binding closely with its master Uranos.
Therefore, in a sense, the potential of this Thunder Spear could be described as infinite, having the possibility to beco a Divine Artifact or even surpass it.
However, currently, what amazed Noah the most was still the weapon’s forming thod. The Golden Dragon had no idea how to replicate a second similar weapon.
"Uncle, do you have a similar weapon?"
The Golden Dragon cast its gaze toward Casius, who was practicing swordsmanship beside him, understanding that this weapon’s formation was inevitably closely tied to the Titan Bloodline, possibly its main catalyst, naturally having to ask the foster father.
"No, my birth was very ordinary, did not cause any change, so I did not receive any blessings either."
Facing Noah’s inquiry, Casius responded calmly; he did not show any unusual qualities as a child, even appearing mundane when inheriting the family to beco an Earl.
The only special thing was his unusual fondness for practicing combat skills, exceptionally combative, but such characteristics were common among border nobles.
Nobles living here, without martial vigor and aggression, were destined for decline, but no one back then imagined he could reach where he stands today.
"So, he’s really lucky!"
Noah waved the Thunder Spear in his claws, yet this weapon was, after all, not his, it contained a strong individuality within, sowhat naive due to being newly ford.
Despite this, the weapon’s resistance was quite fierce, unwilling to be toyed with by the Golden Dragon, making Noah feel a numbness in holding it in his claws.
This was due to his ancestor return Golden Dragon’s elent resistance being extrely strong; otherwise, with no special bloodline golden creatures, touching this weapon under its resistance would burn them to cinders.
"Then, Uranos in the future can also be like you, uncle? Easily advancing to Legend."
"It depends on his effort unless he’s a pure-blooded Titan, rely by his current bloodline cannot guarantee he will definitely beco a Legend."
Casius did not have any emotional fluctuations because his grandson’s starting point exceeded his own back then because in terms of bloodline strength, even a hundred or ten tis more his grandson couldn’t compare to his current self.
"That’s true."
Noah spun the Thunder Spear in his hand, then aid it at his foster father Casius, throwing it over,
"Uncle, catch."
Crackling—
The lightning that twisted like a Dragon Snake roared through the mountains; at the mont Casius caught the Thunder Spear, this weapon imdiately exhibited the formidable power that even made Noah tremble, expanding over a hundred ters across the mountain ridges.
The sky overhead turned somber, with thousands of Thunder Snakes shuttling through the clouds, rumbling, causing creatures in dozens of nearby mountain peaks to prostrate on the ground, burrow into the earth, shivering with fear and unease.
"..."
Casius remained silent, glanced at Noah, and the exceedingly excited Thunder Spear began to retract.
In the end, under the Golden Dragon’s astonished gaze, it transford into a spear appearing forged from so divine gold tal, presenting a golden yellow hue.
"Tch!"
Seeing this heavenly gifted weapon now behaving taly, without even allowing him to sense its energy fluctuation, Noah couldn’t help but scoff.
Compared to its unruly behavior in his hands, this thing was utterly docile in his foster father’s hands, the contrast couldn’t be more apparent.
"Don’t ss around!"
It’s unclear if this was directed at the Thunder Spear or at Noah, but under the mischievous gaze of the Golden Dragon, the youth-affectionately-looking man promptly stabbed the golden spear into the rocky side before picking up a refined steel weapon, continuing to practice combat skills without even having Magic Runes.
Noah did not find it boring, and just coiled on a hill rock watching every move of his foster father, though in a human form, the combat skills practiced exhibited a consummate aesthetic, bearing a sophisticated simplicity.
If it rained heavily at this mont, Noah felt certain that, rely by practicing the combat skills at hand, the foster father would not let a drop of rain touch him.
The dual-wielding Greatsword, Heavy Axe Spear, Large Dragon Spear, Angled Warhamr, Curved Bow, Long Blade, even the Nine-Section Whip, and Chain... Casius practiced combat skills with a variety of weapons, none he was not skilled in.
No matter what kind of weapon, it complented him perfectly in his hand, perfectly exhibiting the characteristics they possessed, allowing Noah to appreciate the unique aesthetics radiated by those combat skills most suited for humanoid creatures.
If any Cloud Giant were here to witness Casius practicing combat skills himself, they would probably watch intently, unwilling to miss a second; alas, no Giant has such fortune.
Although more and more Cloud Giants were attracted by Casius’s presence, with their numbers exceeding five hundred on the Noah Territory, not a single one has so far received Casius’s guidance or audience.
"Tsk tsk, little Urano will be fortunate!"
Noah wagged his tail, anticipating sowhat mischievously. Unlike the adorable Gwendolin who would ask for a cuddle, the rigid little fellow wasn’t very likable, especially given his heavenly gifted weapon zapped him multiple tis while just playing with it, annoying the dragon.
Therefore, Noah eagerly anticipated the scene of Casius personally training Uranos, as the flawless combat skills in his foster father’s hand, if Uralos were to exhibit a similar elegance, one could only imagine the labor and sweat it would entail despite having the corresponding talent.
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