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190: Chapter 190 Future PredictionAtia, the Tyrant, was the only existence among the dragon race to ascend to the position of Creator.

It established strict rules, forcibly gathering all dragons and imprisoning them within the Dragon Domain—the fact that there are no dragons wreaking havoc on the Anos Continent today is entirely thanks to it.

Although Mei recently built a nest near Mondo to obtain spirit resources, enduring the backlash of the rules, that was merely her holding out against the backlash due to her obsession with saving her mother; she cannot freely traverse the world forever.

It can be said that the current ecological landscape of the dragon race was entirely created by the Tyrant Atia. Various signs indicate that the tombs of the Golden Dragon race were likely its handiwork as well—who else but it could create a tomb that even dragons cannot approach? Looking at the unique culture where dragons live alone but are buried together, the shadow of Atia is visible everywhere.

”I should have just looked at the scale from the beginning.”

Standing before Atia’s tomb, Fu Hao gazed at this massive structure, which was ten times larger than the first tomb he had seen, and couldn’t help but smile wryly. If he had checked the size of the tombs one by one earlier, he wouldn’t have needed to rack his brains trying to deduce it; he could have seen at a glance that Atia’s tomb was the key to resurrecting all the Golden Dragons.

”I’m going to inherit the authority first.”

Fu Hao told his companions to stay back and walked alone to place his hand on the Atia markings on the tomb gate. Just like when he touched the tomb of Detkro, a system prompt popped up:

[Do you wish to inherit the ”Atia” authority? Choosing to inherit will open the tomb, but you will no longer be able to inherit the authority of other tombs.]

The moment the prompt appeared, Fu Hao clicked confirm without hesitation—if he could only choose one, he would naturally choose the authority of Atia, the only Creator and the strongest. Not to mention the issue of resurrecting the Golden Dragon legion, in terms of the authority itself, Atia’s inheritance was the best choice.

[Obtained passive skill ”Authority of the Tyrant”.]

[”Atia’s Tomb” has been opened.]

Two prompts popped up in succession. Just as Fu Hao was about to check the skill details, the tomb gate slowly opened, and the scene inside instantly caught his eyes.

”Wow...”

”Is this really dragon bone?”

”They are both Golden Dragons, so how is this one more than ten times larger than Little Gold and Shuer?”

His companions were also shocked by the sight before them. The group had assumed the scale of the tomb was meant to show off its power while alive, but the truth was—Atia’s size while alive far exceeded other dragons, so it naturally required such a massive tomb to store its remains.

Unfortunately, it did not leave behind any treasures in the tomb like Shuer did. Thinking about how the treasure of a Creator-level dragon should have been priceless, Fu Hao couldn’t help but feel some regret.

But the treasure was not important now.

[Traces of the ”Golden Dragon” race found. Do you wish to restore these traces?]

Fu Hao approached Atia’s skeleton, and the familiar prompt appeared as expected—this was enough to prove that Atia indeed belonged to the Golden Dragon race. He could have used ”Restore” to take it as a Summoned Beast and obtain hidden titles and benefits as a Creator-level Summoned Beast, but if it couldn’t be strengthened to +10, it wouldn’t be effective in the end. Fu Hao, who desperately needed Atia’s power right now, chose the Death Authority Resurrection instead.

”Resurrection.”

Gazing at the skeleton that was so massive he could barely see the end of it, Fu Hao swallowed hard and activated the skill. Although the skill description stated it was theoretically possible, he was resurrecting a Creator-level existence that transcended the Transcendence-level, and an ancient dragon that had perished when the Dragon Domain was first established; he really had no confidence that he could succeed.

If he failed, it would not only mean he had chosen the wrong target for inheritance, but he would also completely lose the possibility of resurrecting other Golden Dragons.

Fortunately, the +10 Resurrection skill did not disappoint. The ground trembled like an earthquake, and the skeleton that had been sealed in dust for hundreds of thousands, or even millions, of years gradually revived, eventually restoring its appearance from when it was alive.

Just as Shuer had said, Atia’s appearance was completely different from an ordinary Golden Dragon—although the signature brilliant scales of a Golden Dragon could be seen sporadically, most of its scales were achromatic, exuding a strange sense of majesty.

The resurrected Atia lowered its head, its gaze landing on Fu Hao, who had given it a false life, and its voice echoed directly in his mind:

- ”You are the one who awakened me?”

Fu Hao’s heart jolted. Even the Transcendence-level Shuer had addressed him as ”Master” and was extremely respectful after being resurrected. However, although Atia was resurrected through the Death Authority, it showed no sign of submission. Even worse, an uninvited system prompt popped up:

[The duration of the ”Tyrant Atia” Death Authority is 64 days remaining. The time cannot be extended, and after it ends, its body and soul will completely dissipate.]

”Huh? ...”

The joy of successfully resurrecting a Creator-level existence was instantly dampened by this sudden time limit.

- ”What is your relationship with Patan?”

”Pa... Patan?”

Fu Hao was stunned for a moment before remembering that this name belonged to the NPC in the center of the Demon World Abyss.

- ”The dozens of sinister auras clinging to you are allowing Patan to share your vision. When I first saw you, I thought you were his subordinate, but since you were able to successfully inherit my authority and are carrying a healthy Golden Dragon, you are clearly not.”

Atia’s tone was unexpectedly gentle, which did not fit its title of ”Tyrant”. It scanned back and forth between Little Gold and Fu Hao; clearly, the presence of the Golden Dragon, Little Gold, gave it a bit more trust.

”Who exactly is Patan? You said he is monitoring me? Is he still watching now?”

After confirming that Atia had no hostility, Fu Hao was filled with questions.

What kind of existence was Patan? Why would Atia, who had been buried millions of years ago, know of its existence in the present world? What made him even more horrified was that he had been monitored all this time without knowing it. Even with a Creator-level existence standing before him, he couldn’t help but ask questions like a machine gun.

Fortunately, Atia did not mind and answered patiently:

- ”It seems you do not know about Patan.”

”He is the last survivor of the Patan tribe, which flourished alongside the Loto Tribe hundreds of thousands of years ago. He survived alone due to the persecution by the Loto Tribe and calls himself ’Patan’.”

”After the Loto Tribe left the initial domain, he utilized the racial characteristic of ’the stronger you are, the longer you live’ to cultivate for hundreds of thousands of years and ascend to the position of Creator. But his goal is not to create a new domain, but to take revenge on the Loto Tribe.”

”Judging from the aura on you, he is currently in a sealed soul state. I have isolated his vision, so you don’t need to worry for the time being. But once you leave here, even I cannot stop him—the bond of authority between you and him is too deep.”

The word ”Creator” sent a chill down Fu Hao’s spine. It seemed that Patan was the one creating monsters using the World Tree fruit. To protect the peace of the Human Realm, he not only had to clear out the monsters but also eliminate Patan. But this final boss was actually a Creator-level entity; how could he fight him?

But this worry was quickly suppressed—he also had a Creator-level existence by his side, even if there was a time limit.

”Lord Atia, can you kill Patan?”

It is difficult to distinguish the strength between Creators, but Patan is in a sealed soul state and is still sneakily creating monsters with the World Tree fruit, so Fu Hao felt that Atia had a better chance of winning. Moreover, Atia returned via the +10 Resurrection skill, so it should be stronger than it was when it was alive.

But Atia’s answer was very pessimistic:

- ”It is hard to say. My authority has been passed to you, so I am not in a complete state now. Patan also seems incomplete, so I am not confident I can win against him.”

”Not in a complete state” made Fu Hao’s face fall.

’So, it really is impossible to fully resurrect a Creator?’

It seems that unless the Resurrection skill is strengthened to +11, it is impossible to do so.

He asked one last question: ”How do you know all this? Didn’t you die millions of years ago?” Surely it couldn’t observe the world with only its skeleton remaining? He was truly curious why Atia knew everything about what happened after its death.

And the answer was related to the authority he had inherited.

- ”Through the authority I passed to you—Future Foresight.”