King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 1291 - 1291 1277 The Empresss Fury

Chapter 1291: Chapter 1277: The Empress’s Fury Chapter 1291: Chapter 1277: The Empress’s Fury “Is it the power that you believe you possess, the one that rises above all and dominates everything?”

Muria continued to question, speaking solely on the justice and reasonableness of the war, he was indeed unwavering.

Although the reincarnated Epic Titan, Blazing Sky Gods, and the various Dragon Kings, are also considered invaders to the Clustered Big World in a sense,

these Insect Queens didn’t know that.

Having just invaded the Clustered Big World, they were captured, and they didn’t understand what was currently happening in this great world; they had no idea that this world was being invaded.

These Insect Queens still thought that those who were delivering the most ferocious blows to them, the Void Overlords, were the supreme beings born from that world.

Because their Mother World had been invaded, they responded with the fiercest counterattack. Thus, when discussing the justice of this war, the Insect Queens naturally lacked confidence.

When one is powerful, it’s natural to trample all laws, ignoring any notions of good or evil. But when one is at a disadvantage, it’s only natural to start reasoning. However, in reasoning, they really did not have any ground to stand on.

An invasion of another’s Mother World met with extreme military retaliation is justified, nothing more to say.

“I admit that it was due to my negligence that my descendants inadvertently invaded your world, and for this, I am truly sorry, but it was an error made in ignorance. If I had even the slightest true understanding of your world, I wouldn’t have made such a mistake,”

Upon hearing Muria’s words, the Insect Queen thought for a moment and then responded humbly. If merely swallowing her pride could stop the spread of this war, then she believed it was worth it.

With things having developed to this point, her losses were already staggering, and she wanted to cut her losses in time. If she allowed things to continue, then everything would completely spirals out of her control, beyond her expectations.

“An insincere apology, you say this only because the power we displayed greatly exceeded your expectations!

If our power was not as great as yours, then what you would have shown might be a completely different face.”

Muria, who naturally placed himself in the role of a defender against external invaders, was unmoved by the words of the Insect Queen.

“Then what do you want?”

“Well, that is…” Muria was about to say something when he was interrupted by Golden Dragon Mother standing beside him.

“An apology must be sincere, your Insect Race has caused irreparable destructive damage to our world. So if you want our forgiveness, you need to show sufficient sincerity.”

“What kind of sincerity do you want?” the Insect Queen asked without any expectation.

“I happen to need a handmaid; are you interested in taking the position? Of course, I will compensate you,” Golden Dragon Mother enthusiastically made her demand.

Of course, she didn’t expect the other party to agree; she was merely seizing the opportunity to mock the other party. If she could cause her to explode mentally, then all the better.

“A handmaid?!”

Just as the Golden Dragon Mother had expected, her words enraged the Empress of the Insect Race, Dream Palace. This being who had, since her birth, reigned supreme over all, could not tolerate such an insult.

“What do you take me for? I am the Empress of the Insect Race, Dream Palace!”

“It is precisely because I know you are the empress that I made such a demand. I wouldn’t bother with lesser beings.”

Seeing the Insect Planet nearby beginning to tremble, the Golden Dragon Mother said with a titter, undoubtedly finding pleasure in the scene; her joy was built upon the pain of others.

“Do you really think you’ve gained a decisive advantage over us? Our strength as an Insect Race is beyond your imagination; are you prepared to withstand the wrath of an empress now?”

“Ah ha, you’re angry, go on then, Muria, face the fury of the empress! Let her see the broad magnanimity of the Titan’s spirit.” The Golden Dragon Mother nudged Muria, showing no intention of getting involved herself.

“You really are…” Muria rolled his eyes, glanced at his grandfather Dimos who also had no intention of fighting, donned the Saintly Imperial Abyss, picked up the Prison-suppression Halberd, and then transformed into a beam of rainbow light, charging towards the Insect Planet which was immense even compared to his true form.

“Go on, Auston, it’s your time to shine.”

As he neared the Insect Planet and saw the Battle Insect Race lunging at him with fangs and claws, Muria unhesitatingly released all the Ancient Dragons from his world to clear up these trifles for him.

The war between epics erupted at the moment Muria unleashed his legion, and soon the battle had covered half of the Insect Planet.

Countless carcasses, pulled by the planet’s massive gravitational force, fell to its surface, where the now-activated planet consumed them. The most primitive and pure energy was transported to the Insect Race’s production line within the planet, and soon, egg after egg appeared.

“We absolutely can’t engage in a war of attrition with the Insect Race; only a blitz can work.” Holding the Prison-suppression Halberd, Muria, who had broken through all the defense lines built by the remaining minions of the Insect Race Empress, arrived on the planet’s surface.

Then he saw it, covered in a blue aura of Mental power, the ground in the distance continuously devouring carcasses— an exceedingly horrifying and exaggerated scene. In the Dark Void, whatever fell would be consumed by the ground in an incredibly short time.

“Such an exaggerated energy utilization rate; I want this Insect Nest even more now.”

Muria expressed his admiration. As an Epic, his own energy utilization rate had naturally reached the peak, but creating a living War Weapon with half of his avatar’s energy utilization rate? Please, that was asking too much; it was beyond his capabilities.

“Too bad, it’s meaningless to me!”

Muria adjusted the Prison-suppression Halberd in his hand and then hurled it downward. An intensely bright light then appeared in the Dark Void, which rapidly expanded and in no time, a sun appeared, the shockwave mixed with shattered carcasses spreading outward…

“I hate such living fortresses!”

Muria looked at the super crater below him, spanning tens of thousands of kilometers in radius, and felt a bit of resignation; his strike had shaken the entire celestial body, which, under normal circumstances, could have declared its end.

But this toy was alive, and so, under Muria’s gaze, the crater beneath his feet began to regenerate madly…