"Father!"
At this mont, Terramus had a sowhat awkward expression. He looked at Noah, whose eyes showed a hint of helplessness, and had to explain,
"They have never seen a majestic and powerful Dragon Clan mber like you before, so their behavior was slightly inappropriate. Please forgive their rudeness."
At this mont, when Terramus turned to look at his companions, he only saw these gemstone dragons, who he encountered underground and initially displayed extre toughness, even aggression, rejecting contact with him; now their bodies were trembling slightly. The most defiant Yellow Jade Dragon seed about to collapse on the ground.
Seeing the response of his companions, Terramus felt a bit guilty and helpless. Even though before coming, he had provided long-term counseling and ntal preparation for his companions, obviously, this was far from enough for his father.
The gemstone dragons were not prepared to et an Ancestral Golden Dragon. The sheer size of an adult Ancestor Dragon alone exceeded their understanding, not to ntion the power inadvertently expressed by the Ancestor Dragon.
Even though Noah had worked very hard to restrain it, as long as a breath of it inadvertently leaked out, it was enough to completely awe them.
"It’s alright, I should have thought it through better. I should have welcod your wives with a gentler approach."
Noah waved a dragon claw and imdiately stepped down from the high platform. As he took this step, the mountain-like Ancestor Dragon vanished, replaced by a dragon-man rely three ters tall.
Yet the dragon horn on this dragon-man’s head resembled an almost complete crown; even in this form, he possessed an ocean-like vast majesty that filled the world he walked in.
"Like this, you all should feel sowhat better, right?"
By growing to this level, Noah gradually understood the incomprehension of his youth: why did the tallic Dragon Race enjoy using the Transformation Technique to restrain and limit their own power?
The existence of mighty creatures, even without any malice, poses a fatal threat to the beings around them with every move.
For the tallic Dragon Race, who enjoy integrating into civilized society, restraining their power is essential. If it’s an Ancient Dragon, they are walking catastrophes; their activities alone can destroy cities.
For the current Noah, it was even more so. Though Noah could project his will using the Word Spirit, avoiding the need to change form and physically enter towns, to experience civilization.
Yet, now, let alone any action, even his breathing without restraint would create a Storm, spanning thousands of miles.
If the tal Ancient Dragon is akin to a natural disaster, then Noah’s existence is a great calamity, one that can sweep the world and obliterate the earth’s ecological zones.
Brigit, the Yellow Jade Dragon, possessing the most sensitive perception due to her mastery of ntal Power, could best interpret Noah’s strength and thus displayed the most unsightly behavior.
"Brigit pays respects to Father!"
The Yellow Jade Dragon could no longer hold herself up and directly lay on the ground, paying respects to Noah with the most solemn etiquette.
Noah, who was originally walking down the high platform slowly, paused his steps, then smiled uncontrollably,
"Very good, very good!"
"Delina pays respects to Father!"
"Celestine..."
"Valentina..."
As one dragon set the precedent, with a reference template, the other three gemstone dragons knew what to do, imitating the sa grand gesture of bowing deeply.
Although for the proud Dragon Clan, worshipping another Dragon Clan mber in such a prostrate manner seed to undermine the dignity of the Dragon Clan, facing such a powerful, god-like Dragon Lord, this kind of grand gesture was nothing. Moreover, the other party was considered their elder, so the grander the gesture, the more appropriate it was.
"Hahaha, you’re all good children, stand up!"
Noah couldn’t suppress the joyful laughter that burst forth from his heart and laughed heartily. In addition to his good mood, this Dragon Clan lord also rid himself of so of the drawbacks of the Dragon Clan, imdiately taking out a handful of gemstones,
"I wasn’t prepared for this; bringing you over with Terra was just a whim of mine. These are just little things you can play with, or if you don’t like them, you can sell them for so money to buy sothing you prefer."
Saying this, Noah distributed the gemstones evenly among the gemstone dragons, who were already stunned because every gemstone he gave out was of perfect quality, a treasure even Legendary Mages would seek.
The key was that Noah gave more than just one; each dragon received three gemstones of differing colors. Terramus, observing this, had a subtle shift in his gaze but said nothing more, though a glance at his father carried a different aning.
He knew, when his sister was born, she had received an Inheritor Gem. It’s impossible not to have any thoughts about it.
No matter how gentle-natured a dragon is, it’s impossible for them to have no opinion at all. Although the resources he possessed at the ti far exceeded what a single Inheritor Gem could compare to.
However, a gemstone received by his sister at birth had a completely different significance in this eldest holy dragon son’s eyes.
Now, seeing the eting gift his father presented to his companions, Terramus felt sothing in his heart dissipate silently, with his spirit becoming more light and lively.
Though his father did not present an Inheritor Gem, twelve perfect gemstones conveyed his attitude. Although the value of both is hard to precisely determine, as both Inheritor and Perfect are invaluable and can only be estimated based on actual need, it was enough.
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