King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 1218 - 1218 1205 The Death of a Demigod The Wrath of

Chapter 1218: Chapter 1205: The Death of a Demigod, The Wrath of the True God Chapter 1218: Chapter 1205: The Death of a Demigod, The Wrath of the True God “Oh!” Muria nodded indifferently, “Well then, call out your father right now, and you won’t have to worry about what I might do to you.”

“Aren’t you afraid? You also wield a True Divine Artifact; don’t you understand how powerful a true god is?” In an extremely frustrated posture, the demigod twisted his head while curled up on the sea island, his once majestic golden eagle head now looking helplessly at Muria.

“Fool, have you still not figured it out?” Hearing that this birdman was still trying to threaten him with his father, Muria laughed, stretched out his claw, and pressed it against his face, pushing half of his eagle head directly into the rock.

“You!” The demigod, who had never endured such humiliation, was both shocked and furious, “To treat a Child of a Divine Being like this!”

“So what? I’ve killed more of your kind when I was younger than you can imagine,” Muria whispered softly, “Enough, I didn’t bring you here to discuss such trivial matters. Let’s stop it here.”

“What do you want to do?” Demigod Giovanni, looking at Muria like he was sizing up food, noticed the giant behind him, who seemed so weak that a single breath could kill him, and panic flickered in his eyes as he saw a look of anticipation in the eyes of that weak giant.

“Don’t you think my body is too weak? It’s perfect, I can use your Divine Blood to strengthen myself quickly.”

“No, you can’t do this.” Hearing the tone of Muria’s voice, the son of the golden eagle immediately panicked, recalling all that had happened when he encountered Muria, and suddenly had a very terrible, yet highly likely suspicion,

“Your Highness, please forgive my offense, I truly didn’t mean…”

“Now you realize your regret, what took you so long, it’s too late for anything you say now, just stay put!”

Muria laughed, his finger lightly touched the Star Cloud Chain, and then markings of Ancient Divine Text, emitting an ancient and vast aura, appeared on the chain and began to burn.

The flames, capable of scorching Divine Beings and true gods, enveloped Demigod Giovanni, and then a pitiful scream erupted. For a demigod, these were flames that could damage the source.

Such flames were not meant for mere destruction, but for extraction, extracting the divine essence within Demigod Giovanni’s body, to further refine and purify, erasing all information concerning the Child of the Demigod.

Jiuli watched this scene, his eyes filled with shock. This was a spectacle he had never witnessed before. The demigod, nearly three hundred meters tall, lay on the ground, firmly bound by chains that shone like the star river, enveloped in an invisible fire, from which streams of golden light flowed.

Watching these substances, like light emanating from the body of the Demigod Giovanni, Jiuli felt a primal desire stemming from his body, thirsting to merge with this light and ascend to higher realms.

“Don’t look. This is Divine Blood, not something you can withstand at this stage.”

At that moment, a voice with a faint smile rang in Jiuli’s ears, and he saw his teacher, a black dragon whose scale edges shimmered with scripture, turning to look at him.

“When I finish refining all the Divine Blood from his body, the residue that’s left, you can barely use, and it will be enough for your strength to climb several levels.”

“I know.” Jiuli suppressed the restless craving of his body, then watched his teacher spread his wings and fly over Demigod Giovanni, precisely where the purified Divine Blood was ascending.

Then he watched his teacher absorb those strands of Divine Blood, emitting a faint pressure and endless temptation, into his body.

Jiuli saw that after his teacher absorbed the first strand of Divine Blood, his dragon body underwent significant changes. His originally slender and symmetrical body swelled, and pale golden light burst from the gaps between his scales.

As his teacher absorbed more Divine Blood, his dragon body also began to grow visibly, and the golden light spilling from between the scales grew increasingly radiant.

The transformation did not stop. More and more Divine Blood spilled from the body of the demigod, eventually even forming a cascade of golden light flowing back towards the sky.

However, this waterfall did not flow towards the sky; upon reaching Muria’s body, it was completely intercepted, but at this time, Muria’s absorption rate could not keep up with the refinement of the Divine Blood.

As a result, the radiant golden Divine Blood formed a Golden Cocoon around the outer periphery of his dragon body. Compared to the stunning changes in Muria, the state of Demigod Giovanni appeared extremely pitiful.

The natural golden light radiating from his body grew dimmer, and the feathers that seemed forged from gold began to darken. In a sense, his once perfect body started to wither, his essence being drawn out.

Amid such misfortune, Demigod Giovanni did not express anger or threaten hysterically but humbly and respectfully begged,

“Noble Highness, I truly did not mean to offend you. Please have mercy and spare me!”

Regarding such pleas for mercy, not to mention Jiuli who stood by indifferently, Muria naturally ignored it as well, deeply focused on using Divine Blood to enhance his reincarnated dragon body.

Muria wanted to strengthen this reincarnated body, which could act freely in this clustered big world. Although his true self could also take action, crossing a certain limit too often would inevitably cause the world’s rejection.

Through epic-level consciousness, strategically using divine blood to enhance his body, a process of evolution and growth that normally took decades, if not hundreds of years, was condensed into merely a few hours.

And all this was witnessed only by a demi-god, tragically chosen as a sacrifice, a beginner in cultivation who had not yet reached twenty years on that path.

Roar!

The Golden-scaled Giant watched as a vast golden light burst through the Golden Cocoon, shooting straight into the heavens, then transformed into a slender dragon shadow in the sky, issuing a mighty and stirring roar.

Along with that dragon’s roar, clouds within a radius of thousands of miles simultaneously scattered, the sky becoming cloudless, and all creatures within the range of this roar trembled on the ground, offering their reverence to this supreme king.

“Teacher!”

After the dragon body of the hundred-meter Golden Giant Dragon circled the blue sky, its slender and graceful body descended toward the rocky deserted island, where the waiting giant respectfully bowed his head.

At this point, even the slow-witted Jiuli understood that he had encountered an incredibly formidable being, and when he first met this being, it was at its most destitute moment.

Just needing one opportunity, this being who forcibly took him as a student, could quickly regain its strength. Although from what he could see, his teacher’s identity might be more terrifying than he imagined, it no longer mattered much to him at this stage.

“Sir, congratulations on restoring part of your strength, you’ve already drained my essence, can you spare my life?”

At this point, his body emaciated, his skeleton visible, and lacking his former divine vigor, the demi-god Giovanni asked in a low and weak voice.

He felt certain of Muria’s identity by now; he believed Muria was a deity who had perished in unknown eons but had recently revived.

For apart from a deity, no other being could drain divine blood from his body in such a short time and fully utilize it. Only a deity had such power.

“Spare you? Are you joking? Your divinity, your divine soul is still here,” Muria scoffed, “If I let you go, who will compensate me for these losses?”

“I can, I will,” Giovanni, whose body no longer radiated any light and whose feathers had turned to grey and black, nodded frantically, “Just spare my life, Sir, and I can find you anything you want.”

“Too much hassle! I’d rather just extract it directly from you!” The dragon, with scales brilliant with golden light and marks like flames, who now possessed a divine aura, lowered its head, its eyes full of mockery.

This demi-god, who bore the blood of a certain beast deity and appeared before him with an unforgivable thought, had already become his prey.

“No, please spare me, Sir, if you drain any more, I will truly die,” the demi-god with only a trace of faint golden light left in his eyes, bowed deeply, his demeanor utterly humble.

“Why should you continue to live after you felt you offended me? It’s already my greatest mercy not to torment your soul.”

Muria extended a dragon claw, then grasped one end of the Star Cloud Chain, and with a gentle tug, the shriveled body of the demi-god was flung aside, but the chain was wrapped around a soul body that shone with a faint golden light, looking exactly like the perfectly thriving demi-god Giovanni.

Crackle and pop

Golden thunderfire rose on the dragon’s claw, then traveled along the Star Cloud Chain to burn upon the demi-god’s soul body. A miserable scream from the soul arose, and at the same time, a certain mark shattered, alerting an eternal being.

Screech!

An extremely brutal cry sounded from a domain unknown how far away, as the power belonging to divine beings crossed vast spaces and thunderously descended, tearing apart space, with endless thunder shining near the black space rift.

Shortly, around the deserted island laden with a demi-god’s corpse, the wind surged, and waves rose. Numerous creatures cried out in despair, and some weaker beings were even shattered by the suddenly descending divine might, while the dragon who had attracted the attention of the deities felt nothing at all.