Chapter 67: Ancient Black Dragon, Great Lord of the Dead
The first ray of sunlight in the morning, and every ray of starlight at night—each moment is a unique vista. Yet in the blink of an eye, day and night alternate, seasons change, and a few short years quietly pass by.
"Unknowingly, I am already a fifteen-year-old dragon!"
Noah gazed down at the increasingly prosperous Elisium, a true large city at the border with a population reaching the millions, and expressed heartfelt sighs,
"Unfortunately, I’m still a young dragon."
Normally, after fifteen years, a pure-blood dragon species is ready to enter the next life stage and become a juvenile dragon, but at this moment, Noah had no desire to sleep.
After all, his hatchling stage lasted six years, and even conservatively estimated, his young dragon stage would extend by another two years; meaning, at eighteen, he would experience the second transition of his dragon life.
In fact, Noah estimated it would be even longer because he consumed several small Blood Origin Fruits, which, though they provided only slight nourishment to his bloodline, did have some promoting effect.
As for the source of these Blood Origin Fruits, they did not come from the conflict between the Augustus family and the Dark Territory. In fact, these two behemoths have so far maintained a relatively peaceful coexistence.
If real warfare broke out, Noah speculated that the Golden Tree would bear truly complete Blood Origin Fruits, rather than tiny cherries not even enough to fill the gaps in his teeth.
In reality, ever since some clans in the Dark Territory caused a volcanic eruption, there have been no significant actions. The canyon where lava flows and many tunnels connect underground has seen the migration and settlement of many grey dwarf clans.