Chapter 215 - 155 The Posture of Approaching a Saint! Saint Form?_2
The Augustus family has endured for several years, naturally attempting to organize forces to utterly destroy the Gate of Hell, but the casualties were extremely heavy.
The ancient dragons summoned by Noah were severely wounded, with one having to return to a dormant state to heal, resulting in a considerable debt for Noah.
Since this is a righteous cause against evil, the costs of summoning and fighting could be waived, but Noah had to bear all expenses for the treatment of injuries, no matter how thick-skinned he was.
How could he let the dragons who helped him pay for their own treatment after getting injured? If this news spread, how could he maintain his standing within the Metallic Dragon Race, and who would assist him again?
"At least five Legendary Devils and a projection of a Hell Lord, sounds impressive, worth a fight."
Casius’s eyes, due to Noah’s description, became increasingly radiant, even to the point where Noah, with his sight, found it hard to look directly.
Casius, being overly excited, didn’t manage to contain his internal power well and leaked a trace, making Noah feel slightly suffocated but allowing the Golden Dragon to spy a bit of reality.
Now Noah estimated his stepfather’s realm was at the level of an Ascender or a Demigod, though it was hard for Noah to assess his combat strength.
Twenty years ago, his stepfather paid an extremely tragic price to defeat a Divine Calamity. Now, who knows how strong his combat power could be?
"I want to try to topple the Gate of Hell. Do you want to join me?"