Even though Noah hadn’t entered a state of slumber or the nebula to observe the Golden Tree, he could still sense that with every demon he killed, he provided additional nutrients for the growth of the Golden Tree’s fruit.
This was the main reason for Noah’s enthusiasm. Resisting the Abyss and suppressing Hell was the greatest righteousness for the Material Realm, offering numerous benefits.
Not only could it greatly promote the growth and maturation of the Blood Origin Fruit, but it could also regenerate the Natural Fruit that Noah had consumed once before, and even a type of Azure Fruit that Noah had never seen.
Killing one demon provided three portions of nutrients. Noah’s eagerness was understandable. Of course, it wasn’t just killing demons; killing devils worked the same way.
To the world, there wasn’t much difference between the two, but demons were more harmful, and the feedback the Golden Tree received seemed to be even more substantial.
However, no matter how great the benefits, they couldn’t compare with one’s own life. In Hell City, leading a group of young dragon species and the Giant Army, the Golden Dragon constantly wandered the outskirts of the battlefield, never stepping into the core zone filled with legends; that was not a place he should enter.
Watching all directions, listening to all sides, and escaping through a Transmission Array at the first sign of danger were the most basic combat skills that Noah had honed in the south. Now it was just a matter of revisiting those memories.
"Do it yourself, and feast well!"
Though lingering outside Hell City, commanding the Giant Army to join the battle and slay the demons also garnered significant feedback, but the strength of the feedback from the Golden Tree varied.
For the same demon, when Noah personally killed it, he received one portion of feedback. When a giant under his command killed it, the feedback from the Golden Tree was roughly only about half.
This was something Noah had gradually concluded after long-term testing: the more distant the cause and effect, the weaker the feedback received, much like when he accidentally summoned the Main Angel Ophelia to the Lower Realm.
Even though Ophelia had slain many demons at that time, Noah and Ophelia didn’t even have a clear subordinate relationship or even count as friends back then.
As the trigger of that event, Noah participated, having a certain influence, so the Golden Tree gave a little feedback. But the impact of the cause and effect was so small that Noah didn’t even bother to calculate it. Not one fruit had been produced, just a small red flower bloomed.
Therefore, as long as he could ensure his own safety, Noah was still happy to throw himself into the battlefield; ordinary people could seize the chance to reverse their fate and become nobles.
Even as an exalted Ancestor Dragon, he had the opportunity to use the nourishment of war to further improve. Five Blood Origin Fruits, all complete, had hung from the branches of the Golden Tree in the south over the past five years, as he resisted demons and consumed devils at home.
Noah was craving them immensely, but the situation was too critical. Noah couldn’t even nap or take the chance to eat the fruits, as he didn’t have time to rest, and he had waited until now.
However, after his foster father returned, looking at the current situation, the Gate of Hell being blasted apart was only a matter of time; the largest and final feast had also begun.
Perhaps from today, with the destruction of the Gate of Hell, the continuous invasion of the Devil Army at the borders would cease forever.
But many demons scattered across the land, along with countless Hell followers and the Fallen, remained.
These were all excellent targets to purge for positive feedback. Noah intended to ask Tidel for a few Knight Orders when he returned to play the role of Commander and also to contribute to the world.
"Casius! I know your name now, and I remember the taste of your soul. I will curse you in Hell.
One day, I will let your soul fall into Hell. I will dig out your heart, enjoy your innards before your eyes, then extract your essence, let the Soul-eating Worms crawl over your soul, and let you experience what ultimate pain is!"
As Noah was enjoying crushing weaker foes, a roar full of fury and extreme unwillingness resounded from the center of Bronze City.
"Tsk, is that the final speech of the Hell Lord? Why does it sound so stingy? No grace at all, truly a sore loser!"
Noah casually crushed the struggling Bone Demon under his Dragon Claw into bone dust,
"Oh oh, the Gate of Hell cracked, no wonder he’s furious!"
Amidst countless eyes filled with either despair or expectations and joy, the Gate of Hell, which had stood on this land for nearly three years, finally suffered unprecedented severe damage.
Chilling cracks crawled over this notorious door built of bones, and the wails from the enslaved souls and undead on this gate were no longer painful but filled with joy.
The hundreds of thousands of souls bound to the Gate of Hell were also freed as the gate broke and shattered.
However, they simultaneously met their end. Their souls, tainted by Hell Demon Energy, if left unchecked, would turn into terrifying wraiths, bringing even greater harm to the surviving living beings.