Chapter 15 Dark Fruit

Chapter 15 - 15 Dark Fruit"Hiss~" Noah took a light breath, his eyes wide open in shock, even within the vast and boundless bloodline inheritance of the Golden Dragon, scenes like the one just witnessed were extremely rare. What did he just see? Someone using the Body of Extreme Intent to withstand a Legend, even countering and injuring them. Simply unbelievable, breaking all conventional understanding and knowledge. After personally witnessing his foster father taking on four opponents alone, consecutively defeating three Extreme Intent Warriors, and finally blasting an Extreme Spellcaster from the sky to the ground, he thought the battle had reached its conclusion, nearly over. But he never expected that a Legend would still make a move. Shameless to the extreme! What made it hard for Noah to comprehend was that in the face of the Legend's pressure, his foster father not only withstood it but also counter-attacked and injured the opponent. However, it also allowed Noah to discern a clue. "What was that golden lightning?" In the process of cultivation, the Wisdom Species names each stage post-transformation for distinction, with differences in realm being bridgeable with external aids at early stages. But once reaching later stages, it's not just a difference in realm, but a distinction in the level of life itself, creating a fundamental strength disparity that external aids cannot bridge, making the weak surpassing the strong nearly impossible. Yet nothing is absolutely impossible in the world; some forces still allow people to achieve miraculous feats. For example, Divine Artifacts bestowed by gods, ancient weapons embodying the faith of a race or nation, or blessings from a great being, and of course, the oldest original strongest bloodlines. Noah couldn't discern what his foster father relied on, as the scene happened too swiftly, catching many by surprise. He only saw a golden lightning flash. Under the absolute realm's suppression, even his valiant and godlike foster father found it hard to conceal and restrain anything, going all out, it was all he could do at that moment. During this full-blown eruption, Noah witnessed his foster father's non-human form, just as he had predicted; the human appearance was merely a disguise, his true form already a towering giant commanding wind and thunder. However, his foster father's giant form was unnaturally large, even without any clear reference points around, comparing with the underground city, a rough estimation suggested his height to be between 30 to 40 meters. This defied common sense. One must know that the height of an adult Storm Giant is about 18 meters, and of course, as strength grows, a giant's body becomes taller, not fixed, but in Noah's knowledge, even a Storm Giant in the Ultimate Intent Realm couldn't reach such heights. So, is this a super-mutant subspecies of Storm Giant? But that didn't quite make sense either. Because Storm Giants' skin color is basically gray, blue, or a sky-like color, and their hair tends to be purple or blue. But when his foster father revealed his true form, turning into a giant, his hair remained as black as ink, dancing with the hurricane, with no change in skin color. His giant form was a human appearance magnified dozens of times. In this form, his foster father withstood the pressure brought by the Legend's intervention and even injured the opponent with an unknown golden lightning. The blood flowing down from that Legend seemed to splatter a drop, causing the flower buds on the Golden Tree to bloom at a visible speed, then bear fruit, fragrant and alluring. "Darn, why did it end just like that? I haven't seen enough!" Looking at the gradually calming ripples, Noah was full of regret and even a bit of annoyance. At this moment, he felt so itchy as if a hundred claws were scratching his heart, unbearable, as he finally managed to glimpse a bit of his foster father's true nature, but then it ended. Unfortunately, the Golden Tree would not respond to him; it's just a tree with no thoughts or consciousness. Even if it had, it would be his consciousness, as they are essentially one. "This Blood Origin Fruit has grown a lot bigger than last time." Unable to delve deeper, Noah's gaze naturally fell upon the fruit hanging on the branch, much larger than the first cherry-sized Blood Origin Fruit, this time reaching the size of a walnut. "What a pity, it still feels like it's not a complete Blood Origin Fruit." As Noah examined the fruit from all angles, a subtle feeling emerged in his mind. This battle, inextricably linked to him, though many bled and even his foster father was heavily injured, ultimately resulted in no one's death. If his foster father could truly unleash unparalleled power, surpassing the limits of conventional knowledge and wisdom, perhaps he could defeat the Legend and several Extremes, and maybe a true Blood Origin Fruit would have been born. "Huh? What's that?" The dragon flying around the Golden Tree suddenly halted its gaze as it noticed, unknowingly, a small pitch-black bud was already developing on one side of the Blood Origin Fruit. The source of nutrients for this bud shared the same root path as that of the Bloodline Fruit. "This color of fruit seems a bit off?" Noah focused on the pitch-black bud, and to his surprise, under his gaze, it began withering at a visible speed. Finally, a black-skinned fruit, smaller than a cherry, appeared beside the Blood Origin Fruit. "What's the use of this?" Compared to the enticing and fragrant Blood Origin Fruit, which even dragons would drool over, the pitch-black fruit made Noah reluctant to even look at it, for it bore an indescribable aura of misfortune, feeling as though touching it would bring great disaster. Yet, despite this, Noah still extended his dragon claw, plucking the small fruit, as avoiding the problem wouldn't solve anything, and the Golden Tree shared his life bond. He had to figure out the reason for the fruit's growth and what it could bring him. Unexpectedly, a change occurred at that moment. The instant Noah plucked the fruit from the branch of the Golden Tree, it melted instantly, turning into a puddle of Black Liquid, seeping into his body through the gaps in his scales. In that brief moment, everything in front of Noah changed dramatically, turning the world upside down. Under the dark and gloomy sky, storms swept through the heavy leaden clouds, with only fleeting lightning flashing through, briefly illuminating the world. Below, the grand city resembled an Ancient Giant Beast with its mouth open towards the sky. But none of this could daunt him, as at this moment he stood beneath the dim sky, a giant capable of battling across the heavens and earth.