King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 1048 - 1048 1035 Position of the Family Head

Chapter 1048: Chapter 1035: Position of the Family Head Chapter 1048: Chapter 1035: Position of the Family Head “Uh!”

When the young man who received the imperial notice arrived at the designated location to expel the Alien King with ulterior motives, he was very helplessly found that the Alien King had already vanished without a trace.

There was only a youth with a smile on his face, holding a severed arm, and beside this good-looking young man, a full thirteen lord-level native species encircled him, staring at him with covetous eyes, exerting some pressure on him.

“Hello, did you just see a particularly large, very terrifying, um, human-shaped big monster?”

After pondering for a moment, the Star Armor Master who was sent to expel the Alien King gestured while asking Muria, but his eyes kept drifting towards the arm that Muria was holding in his hand.

“Are you talking about the Alien King?”

“Yes, exactly, that’s the thing. Do you know where he is? Or rather, do you know which direction he fled?” The youth sensed the thick and undissolvable presence of the Alien King lingering in the surrounding area, and a somewhat surprising speculation emerged in his mind.

“If you’re looking for him, then you’re too late, he has just fled, and as for the specific direction, I don’t know. He tore through space and left directly, I couldn’t catch up, so he might have already returned to his territory.”

“Oh, I see!” The young man responded to Muria’s answer, the corner of his mouth couldn’t help but twitch, then looking at the severed arm in Muria’s hands, he made a request,

“Can I take a look at that thing in your hand? It seems very familiar to me.”

“No matter how familiar it is, it’s not yours; this is my trophy,” Muria said to the young man who appeared through the space rift, unabashedly refusing his request.

“Trophy?” The young man’s eyelid twitched as he pointed at the arm in Muria’s hand, which was still bleeding, the flesh at the cut still writhing,

“Do you know what this thing is? This is the Alien King’s arm.”

“Nonsense, of course I know. This is what I just ripped off from his body,” Muria rolled his eyes.

“Do you know what you’re talking about, kid?” The young man’s forehead bulged with a hashtag, feeling that he was being fooled.

“Of course, that guy was here to kill me. Otherwise, why do you think he appeared here?”

“The Alien King came specially to kill you, do you think you are…” The young man about to say several more words clamped his own mouth shut, then looked at Muria with some surprise, “Kid, what’s your name?”

“Genos Douglas.”

“The guy who is known as the world’s top martial arts genius, the one who killed five species generals in a single battle.”

“Good memory, even aware of the outdated news from three years ago,” Muria raised his eyebrows.

“That’s you, then. No wonder the Alien King would come over to quietly try to kill you. However…” the young man said, then looked around, “Is there anyone else here?”

“No, just me and my pets.”

“You mean you teamed up with thirteen lord-level native species and then repelled an Alien King?” The youth’s gaze fell on the pets kept by Muria.

“Of course, what’s there to doubt? If you don’t believe me, do you want to experience it yourself? You can enjoy the same treatment as the Alien King just now. How about it?” Muria suggested enthusiastically. His battle with the Alien King had not been satisfying enough.

“Forget it, I’m not interested.” The young man looked at the severed arm held by Muria, then decisively rejected Muria’s proposition, and after that, a space rift emerged behind him as he turned and walked into it.

“Since the Alien King has already slipped away and you haven’t suffered any harm, then I’ll be leaving first. The rest is none of my business, goodbye, hope to see you again if there’s a chance.”

“That’s too indifferent!” Watching the young man who had asked only a few questions before leaving, Muria felt somewhat speechless, but this was not his concern; this was the Empire’s business.

After pondering for a moment, Muria, with his thirteen minion projections of native species, descended to the ground, and after he landed, the clan members who had been watching the battle nearby all gathered around him, warmly greeting him, inquiring about his battle experience and his injuries.

“Brother, you’re not hurt, are you?” The concern was evident on the girl’s face.

“I’m fine,” Muria waved his hand, indicating that he was unscathed.

“Boss, you’re really strong, even the Alien King was repelled by you, and you even managed to tear off his arm. If this news spreads, you will definitely cause a sensation across the world, becoming a World Level celebrity.”

Victor approached, staring at the severed arm in Muria’s hand and then speaking excitedly. He could imagine the massive stir they would cause if they returned to the Federation with the arm torn from the Alien King.

“Your Excellency, I have a piece of advice. I’m not sure whether this is the right time to say it.” At that moment, a young man stepped forward and bowed slightly to Muria.

“Speak your mind. We are all of the same kind. There’s no need for secrets.”

“Except for the Empire, only we know of the Alien King’s attack on you. I would suggest you wait and see. If the Empire doesn’t spread this news, then we should also keep it to ourselves and not allow the message to get out.”

“Why conceal this news? My boss has honorably defeated the Alien King and even wounded him. Why should we hide such a battle accomplishment?”

Victor looked at the man who proposed the idea with dissatisfaction in his eyes. If he couldn’t give a proper reason, Victor was ready to beat him up.

“Sir Jelos, if I’m not mistaken, you haven’t reached the level of the Alien King yet, have you?”

“That’s correct.”

“Given that, I think the accomplishment of killing five Different Species Generals in one battle is more than sufficient for your current strength. It’s already a splendid achievement, and it’s unnecessary to continue publicizing it and inviting trouble.”

“Your suggestion is very good. Let’s do as you advised!” Muria nodded solemnly at the prudent advice and agreed.

Realistically, if this news were to be sealed, it definitely wouldn’t stay hidden; at the very least, the Empire’s side would absolutely know. Even if a seal order were issued, the Douglas family’s high-ranking members would definitely be aware. The real prevention was against the Stars Congregation, as well as the three other Great families and the government of the Federation.

One should never underestimate the envy in others’ hearts. Humans are capable of acts that defy imagination. If his recent battle accomplishments were widely known, not to mention what actions the Different Species might take, there would likely be some foolish individuals among the humans who would want to make a move on him.

Muria wasn’t afraid of these vile tactics, but he disliked trouble, so naturally, he preferred to keep things simple. After all, boasting about his accomplishments didn’t offer him much benefit, it would only slightly enhance his fame.

“Thank you, Your Excellency.” Seeing Muria agree to his suggestion, the joy was evident on the face of the young man who had proposed it. To him, Muria was now a superior, and gaining the acknowledgment of someone in a higher position was indeed gratifying.

“By the way, brother, who was that young man who suddenly appeared and spoke with you just now?” Daisy asked with some curiosity.

“Probably someone from the Empire.”

“I knew the Empire would definitely send support, but he arrived too late. He only came after Jelos repelled the Alien King. That’s very slow.”

“Since it’s someone sent by the Empire, it must be one of the legendary Celestial Armor Masters.”

“I’m not sure about that, but from what I sensed, he gave off a feeling similar to the Alien King. I suppose he is what you call a Celestial Armor Master,” Muria spoke.

“Wow, it’s really a Celestial Armor Master! Then, Genos, what did you talk about with him just now?”

“Nothing much. He asked about the movements of the Alien King and also inquired about the arm in my hands, whether he could take a look at it. I refused, and that was all,” Muria said with unshaken calm.

“Wow, you really are the boss, not even paying attention to the Celestial Armor Masters. But, boss, you now have the status to do so.”

Amidst the praise and admiration, Muria and his companions set off on the train back to the Federation.

During this process, Muria confirmed that the Empire had concealed the information about this battle. The news that could have shocked the world had not been spread within the Empire, nor was it heavily reported by the media.

The Empire probably didn’t believe that Muria alone, with the help of thirteen Native species, had repelled the Alien King, and so they refrained from broadcasting it.

Since the Empire did not publicize it, Muria naturally issued a gag order. Despite this, the upper echelons of his family still learned of Muria’s latest battle accomplishment.

Upon hearing the news, the Clan Chief and the elders’ first reaction was disbelief, but they quickly came around. It seemed that Muria had no reason to deceive them.

The position of Clan Chief was already within Muria’s grasp, and the latest news didn’t change that. There was no need for him to fabricate this false message to fool them, especially since Muria had the most crucial evidence—the severed arm from the Alien King.

As a result, Muria’s influence within the Clan and among the elders grew even heavier. His position as the future Clan Chief was as good as secured, no different from before.

Upon Muria’s return to the Federation, he was immediately greeted with a warm welcome from his family.

A grand welcome banquet was held in the Capital. The event attracted the attention of all media in the Federation, with nearly every outlet reporting on it. The star of the banquet was Muria, who had just returned from the battlefield.

In that moment, countless glories were bestowed upon Muria. Socialites invited by the Glass Family scrambled to flatter and court favor with him.

Muria’s mother in his Reincarnated Body, Susanna, was also among the guests, and by the virtue of her son’s status, she found herself surrounded by many of the Federation’s distinguished ladies, basking in their compliments and praise.