Sleek and majestic, the siblings summoned at this mont stepped into the grand hall, where a Golden Giant Dragon lay coiled at the highest point of the palace, like a winding mountain range. The overwhelming majesty and sanctity left the three young n and won breathless.
"Uncle Noah!"
The three fell to the ground in reverence, knowing that the Golden Dragon perched on the high platform was their only chance to change their destiny and honor the na of Augustus.
In this Mage City filled with Great Fairies and Dragon Beasts, and where even Golden Mages can only be apprentices, those without any special bloodline, possessing only a faint Elf Bloodline and no visible human form, were simply too ordinary and unremarkable.
No matter how hard they’ve worked, even if their performance is regarded as genius level by so Mages, in this Mage City, they remain anonymous with nothing outstanding about them.
What good is studying overnight? What good is a photographic mory? Every human who enters this Mage City is selected carefully, and their only distinction is the surna Augustus.
Yet the more privileges this surna brought them, the more they felt inadequate, as if their achievents could never match the honor bestowed upon them by Augustus.
"This is my True Blood!"
Noah extended his Dragon Claw, revealing a dazzling little sun shining with endless light. However, through the light, one could see the source, a drop of molten gold-like liquid, the essence of the Ancestor Dragon,
"Able to bestow any creature capable of enduring it with a part of the extraordinary trait of the Ancestral Dragon Species. No matter how weak or humble, once they can rge with it, they will transcend to sainthood."
With Noah’s simple explanation and introduction, the siblings’ eyes quickly burned with fire, looking at the True Blood Sun in Noah’s Dragon Claw with desire and hope.
"Do you wish to bear my True Blood and beco my bloodline?"
"Yes!"
Suddenly summoned by Noah, the three siblings saw in front of them the Holy Dragon, already a symbol of the Augustus family and the Atlas Kingdom, offering them a chance to change their fate. Even the girl, with modest aspirations, responded in unison with her brothers.
"I know you will not refuse, but unfortunately, none among you three currently have the qualification to bear the True Blood."
Seeing the three small, eager beings below, the corner of Noah’s mouth slightly curled, revealing sharp, jade-like dragon teeth, then his Dragon Claw clenched suddenly, retracting the True Blood.
"Uncle, guide us, how can we earn the qualification?"
Alexander’s mind worked swiftly. Despite the omnipresent Dragon Power pressing on them, imposing endless psychological pressure, he managed the wisest choice first.
The Holy Dragon had no reason to toy with them. Summoning them and presenting the True Blood showed they had a chance to obtain it.
"You are Tidel’s grandchildren, so I am willing to give you a chance. But the opportunity given to you is for you to surpass the ordinary, not to end your lives.
Touching the True Blood now would an death. Even if you survive by chance, you’d beco a mindless Dragon Blood monster."
rging with the True Blood of the Ancestor Dragon and transforming one’s life form to beco a noble being above countless races is no easy task. Such a leap is insurmountable for mortals.
"You need to fight, to train; only through countless refinents and trials of body and spirit will you have the qualification to attempt rging with the True Blood!"
Noah explained how to gain the qualification he ntioned.
These words reassured the young n and won. It wasn’t that the Holy Dragon wouldn’t grant them the gift, but that they were too weak now, neither their spirit nor body eting the standards for rging with True Blood.
"Uncle Noah, we are willing to endure any combat training and baptism!"
This ti, it wasn’t Alexander, but Theodore, who was almost shining with excitent. What he desired had been laid out before him.
"Order us, please!"
"Shall I arrange it? Then you will experience countless calls from the Death God!"
"Only then would we qualify to beco your Dragon Blood Clan, wouldn’t we?"
"Hahahaha!"
Of course, Noah couldn’t let these little ones act on their own. What could they accomplish themselves? Like iron and indestructible as gold, the spirit can only be tempered through countless life and death experiences.
Only such a spirit could withstand the ntal shock and transformative pain of the body during the rging of True Blood, truly being reborn.
Arranging for a group of little ones who haven’t even mastered the Radiant Gold power was an easy task for Noah. Just within his domain, the territory of Elidis Mountain, he could fulfill this requirent.
Walking the line between life and death, under the extre pressure and threat to their lives again and again, with unlimited access and supply of extraordinary resources.
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