King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 1194 - 1194 1181 Clustered Big World

Chapter 1194: Chapter 1181: Clustered Big World Chapter 1194: Chapter 1181: Clustered Big World “What opportunity?” After ensuring that his relatives were safe, Dragon King Yarista shifted his attention elsewhere, such as to the opportunity mentioned by the Shiyu Dominator.

“An opportunity substantial enough to propel me further,” the Shiyu Dominator declared, leaving Yarista staggered.

“An opportunity for you to advance further too?” A very docile Muria by the side, exclaimed in surprise.

The Shiyu Dominator’s strength was conservatively estimated to be at the third tier of epics, Creation, and at this level, an epic could conjure a world with perfected rules out of thin air.

For epics of this stature, medium and small worlds had completely lost their allure, and source power was something they could easily obtain.

An epic of this level would need resources to advance further, either from a vast world or some extremely special perilous places in the Void.

“Isn’t it only in vast worlds that resources to help you advance further can be fostered?”

“Correct, the opportunity this time originates from an exceedingly special vast world.”

“Lord Shiyu, how did this relate to a vast world?” At this moment, Muria’s expression was very confused. The Shiyu Dominator was supposedly investigating the numerous epics that had lost contact because of his son, but how had it related to a vast world? It was utterly baffling.

“Muria, this matter concerns your eldest son, Aeolus. Your son is very fortunate, yet also very unfortunate. His first reincarnation was born into a vast world.”

“Impossible!” Muria instinctively retorted. With Aeolus’s current strength, entering a vast world would definitely not bring any benefits, and it would also involve extremely high risks.

Furthermore, advancing to an epic was completed in medium-sized worlds, so it was impossible for him to end up in a vast world. Transporting Aeolus from the predestined target world to another medium-sized world might be explained as a mistake.

But transporting Aeolus from a medium-sized world to a vast world, that was not something that could be explained by a mistake. That was flat-out murder.

“Don’t overthink it, Muria. The world where Aeolus was born appears to be a medium-sized world, but in essence, it is part of a vast world.”

The Shiyu Dominator seemed to see what Muria was thinking and provided an explanation that Muria had never considered before, which sounded like sheer fantasy.

“A part of a vast world?” Muria was truly astounded, wondering what sort of circumstance would lead to part of a vast world being mistaken for a medium-sized world.

“You should know what a cluster life form is!” Seeing Muria lost in shock and surprise, the Shiyu Dominator naturally would not mystify his successor but clarified everything.

“Individual is race, race is individual.”

Muria naturally knew about cluster life forms, which were terrifying yet could also be very weak entities.

In the absence of external threats, a cluster life form might be billions of extremely weak insects, but once threatened, billions of weak individuals could merge to create an immensely powerful consciousness that coordinated everything.

“The vast world where Aeolus descended is just such a world,” the Shiyu Dominator revealed astonishingly.

“There are such vast worlds?” As the conversation reached this point, Muria realized what his son had encountered.

His son had descended into a vast world that resembled a cluster life form, outwardly manifesting as numerous worlds of varying sizes, but its essence was a vast world.

“Indeed, it’s incredible. This is also the first time I have encountered a vast world existing in such a form, but the Void is thus, always able to surprise us and nurture things beyond our imagination,” the Shiyu Dominator said with a smile.

“If it’s a vast world existing in such an incredible form, that means both my grandson and I can enter,” Dragon King Yarista quickly grasped the key point, his eyes shining.

“That’s right. I came to inform you for this reason. Titan, Blazing Sky, and Metallic Dragon tribes will all dispatch varying numbers of epics into this vast world,” the Shiyu Dominator said blandly.

“Lord Shiyu, the coordinates? Give me the coordinates.” At this point, Yarista was impatient.

“Don’t rush. There are some things I need to clarify with you. Although the vast world exists in a cluster form, it is after all a vast world, so you cannot forcibly enter directly with your original self.”

“Using the Heavenly Demon Secret Technique should allow entry, right? Also, once inside, I guess based on the vast world’s tolerance for epics, my true self should be quickly released from the reincarnated body,” Yarista quickly theorized, then concluded.

“If you’re not concerned about the world’s malice towards foreign epics, once you enter the vast world, you can indeed quickly release your original self,” the Shiyu Dominator noncommittally responded to Yarista’s statement,

“Being a clustered vast world, what might be encountered after reincarnation is unpredictable; encountering a freely wandering deity wouldn’t be strange.”

“A freely moving deity?” Muria’s expression turned strange; divine beings were entities that, within designated domains, were not much different from epics. If encountered in a reincarnated state, the thought was indeed quite thrilling.

“Indeed, when the Divine Beings of Elasia were initially born, they were unrestricted in the world, but as the rules of the world improved, the Deities became restricted by these laws and could only send avatars with the strength of Legendary Peak to the Material World.”

“Imagine facing a Deity in a vast world; now that’d be interesting.”

“There’s another critical thing, because it’s a vast world, using the Sky Demon Secret Technique won’t be as easy as before, and flaws will appear.”

“What flaws?”

“After using the Sky Demon Secret Technique to be born, the main consciousness is suppressed for a period, during which the secondary consciousness developed from your reincarnated bodies freely moves about, unable to intervene.”

“That’s quite risky. If something goes wrong with the reincarnated body, wouldn’t the original form be directly exposed?”

“Right, but such risks are not lethal.” Forcibly twisting the Void and crossing countless light-years, the Shiyu Dominator conversed with Yarista and Muria.

“So, are you ready to embrace this opportunity?”

“That alone is not enough to make me retreat.” Yarista didn’t hesitate, so the Shiyu Dominator’s gaze turned to Muria.

“My Son was the first to get trapped, and my bloodline throbbed because of it, suggesting he was in danger. Then it was my wife, my parents, my grandfather…thus, I find no reason to refuse.”

“If that’s the case, good. I’ll give you the coordinates; you go on your own.” The Shiyu Dominator glanced at Yarista as the Space-Time Door collapsed, and the shattered Void rapidly repaired itself.

“Uh, why not just send us back, letting us use the Hall of Transcendence to reach there?” Seeing the now calm Void, Muria was somewhat dazed.

“Because I am here! It’s too much hassle to go back and forth. With the coordinates, I can directly take you there.” Yarista cast a glance at her grandson.

“Oh, oh.” Muria suddenly remembered that his grandmother possessed the power to make anything possible.

“Is there anything left unfinished? If everything’s settled, let’s set off now!”

“Uh.” Muria looked down at the God of Whales and then at the feigning-dead Mech-Odin God beside him.

“Let it be for now; I will come back here.” Muria stood on the back of the blue whale and declared.

“Suit yourself.” The impatient Dragon King extended his Claws, transparency crystalline, seemingly containing every color’s droplet emerged, bursting with the power to evolve all things. The Void distorted, then the two Epics vanished on the spot.

“Not taking me along?” Feeling the sudden emptiness behind him, the God of Whales spoke somewhat wistfully, having witnessed everything but dared not make a sound throughout the process and quietly remained a plump, silent fish.

“What are you dreaming of? How could this possibly involve you?” Then, a voice permeated with a tease came, belonging to the just feigning-dead Mech-Martial God.

“I am his Mount.”

“A thousand years as a temporary Mount; had you agreed to be one for ten thousand years, perhaps you could have come along this time, too bad!”

The mentally defeated Mech-Martial God spoke coldly, finding pleasure only in seeing another existence worse off than himself at this moment.

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Bang!

The deafening roar of firearms erupted, bullets inscribed with sharp, bloodthirsty, scorching curses shot out from a special gun barrel, hitting a huge creature’s scale armor.

The shattered Scales danced, crimson flesh splattered, the powerful body capable of resisting Swords like steel had no defense against these specifically made firearms, and a wing was immediately broken, limply hanging down.

Roar!

A creature inherently majestic enough to make mortal things want to grovel roared in anger, following its instincts, it harnessed its innate power. Then, dozens of Thunders fell from the sky, striking the tiny, insignificant creatures surrounding it.

Yet, this seemingly vast attack was ineffective, as those who came to hunt it were well-prepared and fully aware of its moves.

Instead, bullets and arrows, taking advantage of its attack, struck its large body that didn’t even need aiming, and new wounds appeared, while the old ones hadn’t yet healed.

The creature, now blinded in one eye, couldn’t help but show desolation and anger in its remaining eye. It sensed its impending demise, knowing it would soon fall at the feet of these despicable creatures, unwillingly, thus, a deep sigh echoed in its mind,

“Waste!”