Chapter 451 - 273 Lord of Radiance Descends_2
Even the most generous Divines only occasionally bless their devout followers, merely relieving them of minor ailments, without bringing any qualitative leap or improvement to their life’s essence or quality of living.
In contrast, the life aura emitted by Noah as an Ancestor Dragon Species assimilates all living beings residing within a certain range, allowing them to personally experience changes in their bodies.
This is much quicker and more direct than worshiping the Divine. Once dragonification occurs, it marks the beginning of an essential transformation of life essence, akin to the legendary divine grace for many ordinary people who have no hope of stepping onto the Extraordinary Path.
Thus, it’s understandable why the permanent residents of Elisium City worship the Holy Dragon. Not only have they tangibly felt its blessings, but under the influence of dragonification, they have an instinctive attachment and desire to follow the Sect Master at the end of their bloodline.
"A truly remarkable Holy Dragon!"
A faint golden human silhouette stood in the suburbs of Elisium City, flanked by housing for laborers working in the city.
Though this residential area is considered to be in the city’s worst location, chosen only by those focused on earning money, its living environment is not poor. Everything is well-equipped, from greenery and sewage systems to public playgrounds for children.
This laborer’s exclusive housing area would likely devolve into a dirty and chaotic slum in other regions, but under the Holy Dragon’s rule, it’s surprisingly livable, deemed as high-end housing of some remote, backward small towns, even surpassing them.
However, the dim golden figure in the laborer housing area wasn’t marveling at its living conditions but rather its gaze was drawn to Elisium City sprawled on the ground in the distance, like an ancient giant beast never seen before.
Nor was it the sheer magnitude of the nearly ten-million-populated super metropolis that amazed him, but rather, he saw what mortals could not.
It was streams crisscrossing in the sky above the city, eventually converging into a torrent, pouring into the mountains behind this city as Power of Faith.
Such a grand and relatively pure Power of Faith was what astonished him.