CHAPTER 583: CHAPTER 339: LORD OF ETERNAL NIGHT, TIDEL’S RESURRECTION (PART 2)

But who can do that?

Even with his firm will, Wayne couldn’t help but feel a sense of despair, an invisible and untouchable enemy constantly looming over him, ready to pose deadly danger at any moment.

"Hmm, a good question."

Noah pondered for a moment, offering a possibility,

"In your current state, another you may be born in your soul, fighting with you for control of your body."

"Is this what the Ancestor is experiencing?"

Wayne immediately reacted, realizing why the presence in his dream emitted an aura that made him feel an unprecedented threat of death. If he dared to approach blindly now, he would truly be crushed to death.

"You should think about yourself."

Noah did not comment on his grandnephew’s reaction, merely reminding him to care more about himself and not to think of unnecessary things.

"Granduncle, if I turn myself into a Lord of Eternal Night, can I escape?"

Facing the threat from the will of Hell, after a difficult contemplation, Wayne clenched his fists, then looked at Noah, proposing a nearly crazy escape plan.

Since he was threatened because of the Hell Bloodline on him, would converting himself into another race cut off this influence and free him from the threat of Hell’s will?

"Transforming into a Lord of Eternal Night, a good idea, you can try it."

Hearing his grandnephew’s thoughts, Noah neither denied nor mocked him, as it was indeed a good option.

The Lord of Eternal Night is the highest existence of the Blood Clan, surpassing the Legendary Prince, and is on par with top-class undead like the Dark Spirit Monarch and the Lord of Corpse Domain, with the potential to reach demigod status, though less renowned than demigod Witch Demons and Mummy Pharaohs due to their rarity.

As for grandnephew Wayne, given his current power and potential, there is naturally a great chance for him to transform into a Lord of Eternal Night.

But the issue is, even though the Lord of Eternal Night stands at the Blood Clan’s peak, having legendary traits that make him seem more alive than any being, it cannot change the fact that he belongs to the undead.

In other words, after transforming into a Lord of Eternal Night, whether advancing to become a divine power or reaching strength comparable to a divine being, the difficulty increases significantly.

However, these matters are never absolute, and the Lord of Eternal Night of the Blood Clan, as the most vibrant and life-exceeding presence among the undead race, still holds the opportunity for divine enthronement and achieving immortality.

Thus, to his grandnephew’s idea, Noah expressed a certain degree of support. After all, since he’s facing such a dreadful threat, taking any measures to save himself isn’t shameful.

As an outsider, even Noah doesn’t have the qualification to decide for Wayne, as this matter could cost his life.

"I need to think it over."

Even his granduncle didn’t refute the idea, but Wayne still couldn’t decide. This was a thought he had suddenly, and if he were to calm his mind and weigh it, he’d be very hesitant and unable to decide.

Logically speaking, if he undergoes the transformation, there’s a high chance of erasing his Purgatory Bloodline, and even if not completely, he can eliminate most of it. However, his awakened Titan Bloodline would also be affected.

So Wayne finds it hard to make a decision for now, as he’s not under any actual threat yet.

"Hmm, take your time to think about it. Only you can make this decision."

Noah expressed understanding and then ended the communication with his grandnephew.

"Ancestor Bloodline~"

When thinking about the matters he needs to handle, even as an Ancestral Golden Dragon, Noah felt overwhelmed. The Augustus family had proliferated to an unknown number over the years.

Though now there are less than a thousand royal family members in the Atlas Kingdom, this is only the count of formal Royal Family members. There are even more members of the Augustus family, whose identity wasn’t acknowledged due to rules set by Uranos back then.

But this doesn’t erase their identity as descendants of the Augustus family. Should a genius be born among them who could become Radiant Gold before thirty, they can still acquire royal status.

In the past, these numerous, Augustus family offshoot members, only slightly better off than commoners, formed the foundation and basis of the Royal Family’s prosperity.

But now, these Augustus family members, estimated at a million, each poses a potential threat and menace to the Royal Family, even extending over the entire Atlas Kingdom.

Crack~

While Noah was contemplating specific countermeasures, an indistinct shattering sound that few could perceive outside his senses emerged.

Immediately, the demeanor of the Ancestral Golden Dragon changed dramatically. His massive form disappeared in an instant, breaking through space to appear inside a completely secluded palace.

This was a palace without any excess furnishings, adorned simply with merely a stone platform, atop which was placed a crystal-clear piece of Amber.

Through this impurity-free Amber, one could see an elderly man with gray hair, an aged face, and a thin body seated within, eyes shut as if asleep.

But the elderly man, who had been in a century-long slumber, was now having his eyelids twitch slightly, while cracks were gradually spreading at the top of his head.

Crack~crack~crack~

The Golden Dragon’s figure appeared within the palace, but there wasn’t any excitement on Noah’s face while watching his gradually awakening friend.

For under his gaze, the old, hunched figure of the man was steadily straightening, causing the cracks to spread in the Time-Space Amber, with the sealing power of space-time disappearing.

However, compared to the changes happening to the old man now, these were of the least concern, for as the man’s spine extended like a pillar, the aura of decay visibly disappeared from his body.

The once wrinkled, brown-spotted, and shriveled skin began to smooth out, with the muscles beneath, deprived of blood and vitality, filling up, surging with immense strength.

The dark brown patterns gradually faded and disappeared, with skin, as dry as old tree bark, starting to emit a translucent luster, exhibiting a jade-like quality.

The gray-white hair, like dried grass, unfurled into a thick dark mane, with a vitality so intense it defied description, transforming the old man back into his rightful youthful and stalwart appearance.

Yet, when the Time-Space Amber fully shattered, witnessing Tidel’s rejuvenated youth, Noah didn’t hesitate a bit. He directly reached out with his Dragon Claw to crush down on him,

"What do you want to do, Noah!"

Faced with a power capable of crushing a thousand mountains, the youth sitting on the high platform reached out his palm to fend off the descending Dragon Claw, with dark Thunder leaping between his fingers, entwined around his arms, forming intricate Thunder Demon Runes.

"What are you? Dare to call me by name!"

Fiery flames ignited within Noah’s golden eyes, akin to a sun burning everything away.

The spectacular Dragon Scales erupted with golden brilliance. When the Ancestral Dragon augmented its strength, even the once near-Saint realm Master Atlas couldn’t bear it, and the stone platform beneath him was filled with cracks, unable to withstand the power.

"I am Tidel, Tidel Ulnos. How long has it been that you don’t even recognize me?"