CHAPTER 547: CHAPTER 321: ANCESTRAL SILVER DRAGON? ICE AND SNOW QUEEN (PART 2)

If it were a matter of absolute destructiveness, with the power of the Ancestral Golden Dragon, it could naturally sweep everything away; even a source of snow disaster that could spread for miles would be no exception.

However, this origin is from the Ancestral Dragon’s own progeny, thus Noah must not exert violence but instead must carefully nurture and maintain a balance, which is far more difficult than simply devastating a piece of land.

"This is nothing to worry about, nor is it an inconvenience. Everything will be fine once she’s hatched."

Noah does not find the balance of power within and outside to be troublesome; it’s just a matter of habit. Although his true body cannot leave the palace to cradle the egg, his will can descend freely to any point in his domain.

The Order in the Holy Dragon Land continues to function normally, and even the latest mandatory education system and literacy campaigns are proceeding in an orderly manner.

Even the Dragon Academy Noah merely selected a location for and drafted plans for is already nearing completion and ready to begin classes.

Currently, Noah clearly cannot give lessons to the hatchlings, nor is he prepared to expose the Word Spirit·Emperor he possesses before his Favored, Servants, and followers.

While certain Divine beings already know of the power he holds, it is obvious that these Immortal beings are not prepared to disclose this matter, as they do not like mortal creatures freely traversing the domains owned by the gods.

The time spent cradling the egg is so prolonged that even Noah, as the Ancestral Dragon, finds it somewhat absurd, for he has been guarding it for a full fifteen years.

In Noah’s hundred and ninety-eighth year, the glacial peaks that have been stacked and heightened for fifteen years due to the binding of the Golden Dragon have finally begun to change, as they begin to melt.

More precisely, within the glacier has appeared a black hole nearly infinite in its ability to devour cold, and under the action of this black hole, the ice mountain stacked atop Noah’s Palace has quickly melted, subsequently revealing its essence: a platinum Dragon Egg covered in ice-blue patterns.

Crack~

Under the gaze of Shining Golden Dragon Pupils, the Dragon Egg that took twenty-eight years from conception to hatching cracks with a distinct fissure, and a sleepy-eyed, adorably petite figure tumbles out from the gap in the egg.

"..."

The towering Dragon Egg, exceeding three meters and approaching four meters in height, has not fully shattered, but rather has a significant crevice at its base stretching towards the top, and from this crack, the sculpted and delicate figure falls out, leaving only an empty shell behind.

Judging from her appearance alone, the figure that fell from the Dragon Egg is a human infant of about two or three years, with ice-blue pupils and long silvery hair, akin to a sprite... or a Queen of ice and snow!

Noah sighed as he gazed upon the growing ice crystals beneath his youngest daughter’s palms, for he could roughly foresee his daughter’s future.

"Your name!"

Noah extended a Dragon Claw to the small human infant he must seem wary of handling with care, softly bending his head when she climbed into his palm to gently inquire.

"Scadilo Noah Helios La Mondon."

The infant, seemingly devoid of Dragon Clan characteristics, spoke an ancient Dragon Clan tongue, revealing her true name.

This is a Dragon Clan individual of extremely pure lineage, and from her birth method alone, there is none with purer Silver Dragon bloodline, as Dragons who enjoy mingling in human civilization have Transformation Magic carved into their racial bloodlines.

Thus, Silver Dragons of excellent talent will emerge in humanoid form upon breaking the shell rather than Dragon form, potentially shaking theories of life and questioning the world for some ignorant and naive.

However, for those who understand the matter, especially the Silver Dragon parents, witnessing their offspring emerge in humanoid form is indeed a cause for celebration.

"Let Daddy see your true body."

Noah’s tone is exceedingly gentle; this ninety-nine-year-old Young Dragon moderated his speech speed to avoid startling his young daughter.

For upon careful observation, he discovered no irregularities in his young daughter; Scadilo’s Dragon Soul and Dragon Body are perfectly fused, with no signs of being stolen or reincarnated.

Such vibrant, tender, springtime-reminiscent energy, filled with vigorous vitality and tender aura, is remarkably difficult to replicate. Noah trusts his instincts; an ordinary Divine reincarnation absolutely cannot escape his gaze, but if it were a Main God-level reincarnation, then Noah accepts it, not averse to having another Main God daughter.

"Okay, Daddy!"

With Noah’s gentle tone, Scadilo shyly dismantled her innate Transformation Talent, revealing her true Dragon Clan form.

A hatchling Dragon with disproportionate body ratios, head larger than its body and limbs, much like all Dragon cubs, yet despite the imperfect proportions, it still exudes an extraordinary, transcendent beauty.

Thin ice-crystal-like scales on slender limbs and torso shimmer faintly with silver light; its figure compared, a pair of exceptionally broad yet seemingly thin dragon wings stretch, a translucent icy blue and white as if formed from ice shards, an agile dragon tail elegantly adorned with an extraordinarily lethal plume of frost at its tip.

Such unique and captivating beauty, so distinctly different from all other Silver Dragon forms, does not captivate Noah’s gaze for long, as he sees his young daughter’s body swiftly enveloped in a cohesive ice crystal armor.

This transformation mirrors her mother’s yet is more perfected; the primary difference being Annabelle requires conscious control over her ability, while Scadilo’s ice armor is purely instinctual, appearing without deliberate action, with many special boosting effects inherent within its icy layers.

"Ancestor Return Bloodline!"

Witnessing this transformation firsthand, Noah instantly concluded that this is not a unique mutation but an Ancestor Return, one infinitely close to the ancestral lineage.

If not for an instinct beckoning Noah, indicating some significant element is absent in his daughter’s presence, he might have directly declared Scadilo as a true Ancestral Dragon.

"Daddy, can I change back?"

As Noah delved into contemplation, Scadino shyly and timidly queried, preferring her humanoid form to the dragon form.

"Hmm, yes you may."

Such an endearing daughter, Noah naturally would not refuse; although he doesn’t quite agree with her not maintaining the majestic Dragon form, preferring the frailer humanoid stance, it’s his daughter—what else could he do but pamper her?

"Do you feel hungry?"

Awakening from his thoughts, Noah looked at his daughter nestled in his Dragon Claw, realizing he hadn’t fed her anything, yet she hadn’t requested any; she simply sat in his palm observing the Dragon Scale patterns.

"Not very hungry!"

Upon Noah’s inquiry, Scadilo pondered briefly before timidly responding.

"Then you are hungry."

Noah gently nodded, understanding his daughter’s implied meaning.

Though unsure of the reason, he sensed that his young daughter instinctively held a sense of awe towards him, prompting her speech and mannerisms to be reserved and timid, appearing quite meek and shy.

"I’ll take you to eat something delicious."

With his young daughter, Noah headed towards his Treasure Hall, as the first meal in dragonhood couldn’t be ordinary food; given his daughter’s demonstrated talent, she at least deserved an ice attribute Inheritor Gem.