King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 1139 - 1139 1126 Martial Star

Chapter 1139: Chapter 1126: Martial Star Chapter 1139: Chapter 1126: Martial Star A black dragon, absurdly muscular, gripped a desolate beast and rolled through the sky, dragging a long trail of blood before crashing thunderously onto the ground.

The impact of these two massive creatures, together weighing hundreds of tons, falling from the sky was so immense that the earth surged like a sea, waves of soil roaring outward. Mud and stones were flung into the air before falling back down, creating a rain of dirt.

The black dragon, seemingly unharmed, energetically climbed out of the enormous crater it had created, even taking a moment to shake off the mud and stones that clung to its scales.

Then, the black dragon, whose explosive muscles couldn’t be hidden even by a thick layer of black scales, opened its mouth wide, and a blue-white radiance flashed inside its maw.

A destructive torrent of thunder and lightning then surged forth, targeting the desolate beast firmly pinned under its claws at the bottom of the crater.

Howl—

A piercing scream echoed as the enormous beast struggled furiously at the bottom of the pit; the ground split and rocks shattered, but compared to the black dragon pressing down on it, its strength was utterly insignificant, and it took the full brunt of the black dragon’s thunderous dragon breath.

This wild and intense burst of breath lasted nearly half a quarter of an hour before it ceased, the black dragon feeling its muscles around its mouth beginning to sore, somewhat reluctantly closed its jaws.

“Ah howl!”

Having vented on the desolate beast, the black dragon let out a pleased roar, then glanced down at its handiwork, a flicker of dissatisfaction crossing its eyes.

“This Thunder Breath is not powerful enough.” Observing the desolate beast crushed under its claws, its upper body completely charred and shattered by the breath, while its lower half was still twitching, the black dragon critiqued.

“It needs further enhancement. I’ve been asleep for hundreds of years; the Empire’s bio-enhancement technology should have advanced, I’ll have to undergo more modifications when I get back.”

“Are you out of your mind? You’re still thinking about enhancing your strength with bio-modification technologies while staying under Lord Mureya?”

Just as the black dragon was muttering, a very discordant voice interrupted, prompting the black dragon to turn towards the sound. There stood a white dragon, bipedal, supporting its massive dragon body with two extremely muscular hind limbs.

This white dragon was gripping a bleeding desolate beast skull in one of its front claws, and many scales were missing from its body, revealing crimson flesh beneath and even bones in some places, looking quite shocking.

“Hmm? White dragon, do you have a problem with me?” The black dragon regarded the chilling white dragon, seeing no trace of disdain in his eyes for the typically lowest-ranked dragon among the Five Colored Dragons; nor did it show any sign of weakness.

Every dragon that entered the Sinapus Dragon Clan Academy and received a 126-year obligatory education could not be viewed with conventional eyes because even the lowest ranked white dragon could potentially pin down a wild red dragon of the same age and beat it mercilessly.

This was not an isolated case. It was proof brought about by the conflicts and battles these academy-trained dragons had with wild giant dragons around the world.

These battle outcomes initially shocked the intelligent races of Erathia World, but as these unconventional dragon wars gradually increased, after the initial surprise, the intelligent races resumed calm.

The results also left an undeniable truth among all the world’s intelligent races, especially the Dragon Race, that knowledge changes destiny.

If one does not study, they will fall behind and get beaten, even a mighty red dragon could be potentially conquered by the naturally weaker white dragon if it didn’t learn.

With this concept established, the entire Dragon Race was forced to pursue learning actively. Even the rebellious red dragons did so because their pride came solely from their natural strength.

When these brutal dragons realized that if they just slept all day, they would end up getting thrashed by the lowest-ranked white dragons, they could no longer simply lie around and sleep.

Both to maintain their status as the strongest race within the Five-Color Dragon Clan and to prevent the tragedy of getting beaten by white dragons from happening to them, the red dragons also started to study earnestly.

For dragons, the best place for education was naturally the Sinapus Dragon Clan Academy, the holy land for mass-producing diverse giant dragons.

Thus, the Dragon Clan Academy, originally created by Mureya, who had to forcibly invite ancient dragons using military strength, flourished even more, eventually establishing branches on various subcontinents.

Of course, Mureya wasn’t clear on the current scale of the Dragon Clan Academy; his focus remained on the ongoing battle in front of him.

“I have no objections to you, just baffled by your brain. Didn’t you barbaric dragons remove your brains and stuff them with muscles just for strength?”

The White Dragon laughed cheekily as he spoke. As he talked, the edges of the torn wounds on his body began to twitch faintly, visibly healing and growing at a rapid pace.

“You want to challenge me to a fight?” Hearing the White Dragon’s words, the Black Dragon tilted its head slightly but did not get angry. After joining a club at the academy, he had often been approached by dragons calling him a “brainless brute,” and he had grown accustomed to it.

“Not interested. I’d rather accumulate more military achievements to earn myself a Martial Star from Lord Mureya.”

After speaking, the White Dragon could not be bothered with the thoughtful Black Dragon and, with a flap of his broad white Dragon Wings, he stirred up a chilling wind and shot straight toward the sky, continuing the battle.

“Martial Star.” The Black Dragon was familiar with this term; he had heard it frequently among his kind recently, so it left an impression.

However, his understanding of the Martial Star was limited; he only knew that it was a special power crystal condensed by Lord Mureya’s power, and the creature that obtained this power crystal would experience a significant increase in strength for a short period.

As for something directly related to Lord Mureya, the Black Dragon did not pursue further information after hearing about it, for he knew it was not something he could aspire to at his current stage.

But, seeing the state of that White Dragon just now, obtaining a Martial Star seemed not too difficult.

“So, how many military achievements are needed to obtain a Martial Star?” The Black Dragon raised himself with some irritation, his strong front claws scratching his neck as golden sparks flew.

“Forget it, don’t think about it. Just kill and be done with it.” The Black Dragon shook his head and spread his wings, also soaring into the sky. Giant Dragons were more effective in aerial combat compared to battles on the ground.

With a goal and ambition, the Black Dragon fought even more fiercely; as long as the attacks didn’t target his head or heart—vital areas—he simply ignored them, exchanging wounds with the Desolate Beasts.

After all, apart from his own scales, he also had a layer of exoskeleton armor crafted based on his body tissues, which ordinary attacks couldn’t penetrate.

While the Black Dragon fought desperately in battle, his bravery brought him to the very outskirts of the core battlefield, where he saw about a dozen Ancient Dragons fighting against nearly double their number of Legendary Evil Deity Followers.

At first glance, it seemed like the Ancient Dragons were at a disadvantage on the core battlefield, and indeed, that was the case. The outcome here would surely affect the entire battlefield.

The Black Dragon also knew that no matter how many Desolate Beasts he killed, the outcome of the battle would still depend on the results of the Ancient Dragons’ fight. Although the Ancient Dragons were in a declining position, the Black Dragon was not panicked at all.

Because he knew that somewhere out of sight, Lord Mureya was watching over the entire battlefield. With his presence, the outcome of the war had already been decided before it even started.

Howl!

A painful dragon’s roar sounded, and the Black Dragon watched a Dragon Elder being torn apart by a Desolate Beast, its front claw ripped off and its chest flesh torn open by another beast, exposing the skeleton. He could even see through the ribs, the Dragon Heart inside shining with the hot light of elements.

By this point, the Black Dragon understood that this Elder was in extreme danger, as the other dozen or so Ancient Dragons were all tangled up with the Legendary Evil Deity Followers and had no power to come to the rescue.

And just as the Black Dragon impulsively prepared to charge into the core battlefield, a surge rose within his heart, leading him to look towards the higher sky.

He then saw a golden star trailing a long tail plummeting from the high sky, and the powerful impact dispersed the elemental clouds formed by the combat between the Ancient Dragons and the Evil God’s Followers, creating a vast vacuum area.

Under the Black Dragon’s gaze, this golden star accurately struck the seemingly doomed Ancient Black Dragon.

Boom———

Golden ripples spread out from the body of the Ancient Black Dragon, pushing away all the Evil God’s Followers who were gnawing on his dragon body. And then, a shocking transformation occurred.

The flesh and claws of the Ancient Black Dragon that had been torn off regenerated almost instantly at an incredible speed, and then his body ballooned rapidly at an exaggerated rate.

As a consequence, the originally muscular body of the Ancient Black Dragon quickly withered, and in a matter of moments, he transformed into a nearly 200 meters long “Skeleton” Dragon, with just a layer of tough scale-covered skin hanging on his frame.

“Is this the Martial Star?” The Black Dragon, watching from outside the core battlefield, was stunned by the transformation of this Elder but quickly retreated from the outer edge of the core battlefield, for after the metamorphosis, his Elder had entered into an extremely hungry state…