"Why is there a hellish aura here?"
Instead of answering Noah’s question, Ophelia sniffed, her brow furrowed, and her eyes showed unabashed disgust.
"There’s sothing wrong with your perception."
Noah directly concluded, then retorted,
"Why do you think I could harbor devils here?"
"But I clearly sensed an aura from hell."
The angel glanced at the spot where Wayne had stood,
"And it stayed here for quite a while."
"That was Tifflin."
Noah didn’t even bother to lift his head, speaking with great assurance,
"Your head’s got issues, want to check it for you?"
"No, my perception is fine, it’s definitely the aura of a high-ranking hellish lord."
Ophelia frowned, but quickly solidified her belief, confident in her judgnt.
"Are you here just to pick a fight with ?"
The Golden Dragon raised his head, his shining dragon eyes fixated on the angel, who appeared unchanged from decades before.
This is what a longevity species is. Though mortals may live and die over a lifeti, for a longevity species, there is no change; ti seems to stand still on them.
"I ca to investigate a powerful undead."
Noticing the Golden Dragon’s shift in deanor, Ophelia explained. Suspecting an ancestral Golden Dragon of colluding with a high-ranking hellish lord was indeed absurd on her part,
"Oh, then go ahead and investigate."
"I need your assistance."
"I refuse to assist you."
The Golden Dragon answered without hesitation.
"Why?"
Ophelia’s eyes showed a confused expression.
"Because you’re investigating an extrely powerful undead, and I am too weak, which is beyond my capability."
Noah could easily guess with his tail who this angel wanted to investigate. From the recent commotion, it seed that it wasn’t just restricted to his world; even the heavens could detect it.
"Weak?"
Ophelia looked at the gigantic Golden Dragon, nearly seventy ters in length, unable to comprehend. Even if she revealed her true form, this dragon still exuded a trendous pressure on her.
Coiled there, like an eternal, immortal divine mountain, this being actually claid to be weak.
"Yeah, I’m not even at the level of being a Legend, and by age, I’m not an Ancient Dragon either."
Noah declared justifiably. Though he possessed legendary combat power, in sheer size, most Ancient Dragons couldn’t compare, but per the existing extraordinary system, he hadn’t reached the legendary realm.
Combat power and realm are two separate things.
"Do you know why I am pursuing that undead?"
"Not particularly interested to know."
Noah replied sincerely.
This angel did indeed help him before. Logically speaking, when the other ca seeking help, he should respond.
But it had to be within his capability. In unclear circumstances, going off to take the fall? Absolutely not, Noah would never do such a thing.
"That undead stole the remains of a comrade of mine, desecrated her soul, and transford her into a Fallen Death Angel. This is intolerable."
Irritated by the Golden Dragon’s inattentiveness, Ophelia continued, explaining the reason for her descent.
"That certainly is intolerable, but it seems also beyond your capability. Even if you find it, what can you do?"
Noah did not intend to belittle the angel before him; it’s just that over the decades, apart from her unchanging appearance, her power had not increased significantly. The change was very slight, not comparable to his.
"I’m only responsible for investigation. If I can confirm, my father will descend."
Ophelia replied.
"Your father? A Blazing Sky Divine Servant will descend?"
Noah’s expression grew more serious.
If such a level exists and crosses worlds, the impact would be enormous.
"The soul of the Angel Commander cannot be desecrated."
"If it’s just to investigate rather than confront, I can help you."
Seeing Ophelia’s sincerity, Noah knew she wasn’t joking.
"I knew a Golden Dragon would never betray justice."
Hearing the Golden Dragon’s promise, a smile spread across the angel’s face, and Noah’s resplendent palace seed to glow even more brightly.
"You can wait for the news here."
Noah already had an ideal candidate in mind to gather information.
"Aren’t you coming with ?"
"What do you an by coming with you?"
The Golden Dragon found it baffling.
"Didn’t you say you were coming with to gather information?"
"When did I say I was going with you? I only promised to help you."
"What does that an?"
"Have you forgotten my current status? I’m a lord! A Dragon Lord!
I have wealth, I have power. Why should I personally risk myself for sothing dangerous? I have a legion, I have favored, and I have followers, all willing to serve ."
Noah reminded the angel before him to be mindful of his status, that he was no longer just any dragon of old.
"Well, I’m also the Legion Leader of the Dawn Longsword!"
"Then you should summon your subordinates here, too. A Legion Leader personally running to gather intelligence, what kind of precedent is that? Don’t you have anyone left in heaven?"
"This is a very dangerous mission. I have a protective talisman given by my father, but they have no power of protection."
"So you realize it’s dangerous, huh? You have a protective amulet from your father, but my father was just an ordinary Golden Dragon. Now who’s protecting who isn’t clear, so why do you want to drag along?"
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