CHAPTER 424: CHAPTER 260: WORD SPIRIT·EMPEROR, DIVINE DOMAIN

"So powerful!"

After hearing Noah’s recounting of significant history and learning that the Hell Demon God, who had gifted him many precious treasures, actually had such a distinguished worldly experience, Iliad’s thoughts completely changed,

"I also want to..."

"What do you want to do in the future?"

Noah stared at the suddenly speechless youngster, his serious gaze causing the little one’s face to scrunch up,

"I want to become the Supreme Great Lord of Heaven in the future!"

Iliad finally managed to say a sentence, setting a future goal for himself.

"Supreme Great Lord, huh, not bad, ambitious, I have high hopes for you."

Seeing the goal set by his child, Noah smiled warmly and gave encouragement.

Although even his mother, Ophelia, capable of commanding the Savior Ark, could not be called the Heavenly Realm Lord, the only one truly matching the title of Supreme Great Lord was his grandfather, the Blazing Sky God who could traverse time and space and severely wound the Immortal King with one strike.

"I will definitely become the Great Lord!"

Detecting the casualness in his father’s tone, Iliad, though young, shouted with much spirituality.

"Sure sure, my son will definitely become the Great Lord, then I will be the Supreme Father."

Just as Noah finished speaking, a communication request from a distant space-time was transmitted. In fact, similar communications had been coming frequently in recent days, but Noah ignored them since the child had been taken by his grandmother, and he couldn’t bring himself to respond.

"Mom misses you, come over and let your mom see how well you’re doing."

After connecting the transmission, Noah immediately caught Iliad and placed him right in front, and as soon as Ophelia saw the scene clearly, her eyes were met with a dazzling, brilliant light, leaving her stunned for a moment,

"Noah, what are you doing?"

As Ophelia came back to her senses, her sharp gaze was cast towards Noah.

"Nothing, I’ve been sleeping these days."

"What’s with the equipment on him?"

Ophelia didn’t bother entangling with the previous missed contacts but focused on Iliad, her frown deepening as she recognized several pieces of equipment on him.

"How about it? Pretty good, right!"

Noah extended his Dragon Claw, lifting Iliad’s chubby little hand, each finger adorned with a dazzling Magic Statue Ring, looking like a typical nouveau riche, which was, of course, standard Spellcaster attire.

"Where did this equipment come from? They don’t seem like counterfeits."

Ophelia frowned and hesitated for a moment before inquiring uncertainly.

"How could they be counterfeits? Each piece is genuine and guaranteed authentic!"

Though Noah hadn’t personally inspected each piece, he trusted the integrity of his adoptive parents and believed in their taste; they would never gift counterfeit equipment to their grandson.

"If all these are genuine, then tell me why this equipment is on Iliad?"

Ophelia’s tone and demeanor became much more solemn.

"Why shouldn’t it be on him?"

Noah retorted.

"Dawn Judge, Life Breath, Order Symbol Ring... Noah, do you know who the last owners of the equipment on Iliad were?"

Ophelia listed the names of several pieces of equipment on Iliad, showing a look of sighs and lament, then gazed seriously at the Golden Dragon.

"How would I know?"

Noah could roughly guess, given the identity of the gift-giver was so evident. The origins of these pieces of equipment were somewhat improper.

Yet, his child’s mother was the Six-winged Angel Commander of Heaven, and his grandfather was the Blazing Sky God, wasn’t this a perfect opportunity for redemption?

"You may not know those noble Angel Commanders, but I can tell you, the last owners of this equipment all share a common trait: they fell as fearless warriors in the war against Hell."

"Oh, I see."

Noah made a face of sudden understanding, though he had already figured it out; if those Angel Commanders hadn’t fallen, how could this equipment have ended up in the hands of a Hell Demon God?

"So, where exactly did this equipment come from? Why is it on Iliad?"

"If you truly want to know the truth, then come and find me yourself. For now, all I can tell you is that the origins of this equipment are honest and fair."

"If the origins are honest and fair, why can’t you just say it?"

"I never said I wouldn’t tell you; once you come over, I’ll naturally explain it to you. Currently, there are too many inconveniences."

"Noah..."

"Don’t you trust me?"

Seeing Ophelia still wanting to pursue the matter, Noah questioned back.

"No, it’s not that I don’t trust you, it’s just..."

"If you trust me, then don’t question anything. I am the Golden Dragon forever at odds with evil, do you still question my racial stance?"

"I understand."

Ophelia nodded, ceasing unnecessary entanglement, and turned her gaze to the somewhat anxious Iliad,

"I trust you, and I trust our child; however, each piece of this equipment carries the honor of an Angel Commander. Iliad is not yet capable of bearing this honor, so for now, please keep them safe."