King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 1318 - 1318 1303 This Master Truly Black-hearted

Chapter 1318: Chapter 1303: This Master, Truly Black-hearted! Chapter 1318: Chapter 1303: This Master, Truly Black-hearted! “Ansol, that’s enough, stand down!”

As the shattered bones gleaming with golden dawn light reassembled in the sky and rapidly regenerated, preparing to fight once more, a voice rose on the battlefield, halting a battle that already had no uncertainty remaining.

“Father!” Ansol looked at Akmonde, his eyes still ablaze with the pure fire of combat.

“Do you find it impossible to admit defeat because he is your son?” Akmonde asked in an even tone, unsurprised by his own son’s defeat to his grandson.

Firstly, the age difference between the two was negligible in terms of epics, and furthermore, Muria had embarked on a different path which, although it would inevitably converge with epics at the end, in the short term, gave him enough advantage to have a surge in his combat power.

“I am defeated!”

After a brief silence, Ansol finally put away his long spear, and the thunder around him gradually faded, yet his expression did not darken from the defeat; it was merely a loss in battle, even if the opponent was a special one, it couldn’t impact his fighting spirit.

“I shall go!”

Before giving Ansol too much time to reflect, Akmonde stepped forward to replace him and then looked towards Muria, who showed no signs of power loss, bursting with energy.

“Indeed, being deified, you are completely unlike before, the world has granted you much more than Elasia could ever have.”

As Akmonde, who had a good understanding of the deified Muria watched the battle, he reflected briefly, and immediately, a battle axe wrapped in tangible murderous aura appeared in his hand.

Muria, seeing his grandfather holding the axe, immediately raised his guard to the highest. War God Power, Slaughter God Power, Death God Power… Muria imbued his weapon with all kinds of Divine Powers that could cause special damage to his enemies.

How a deity should fight, Muria naturally knew, but he himself was different from other deities; firstly, he was a god transformed from an epic, and secondly, he wielded a Divine Power different from that of other deities, which meant the conventional combat styles of deities didn’t suit him, failing to maximize his abilities.

How to find the most suitable combat method for himself? It was simple, according to Titan’s method, just keep searching and experimenting in continuous battles.

…

Because of the battle between two great beings, even though both were containing their powers, the aftermath of the battle still devastated the land into a mess.

Early on, the great prairie and the circular mountains formed upon Muria’s arrival had long disappeared, and majestic peaks stood everywhere, with abysses crisscrossing the land.

Luckily, this domain had been ravaged by the queen of the Insect Race, Altis, and now not a single moving creature could live here, not even the plants had been spared from the Insect Race’s devouring.

Thus, Muria was able to somewhat unleash his potential in his battle with his grandfather without invoking Heavenly Punishment, only causing the Great World Will to linger and watch above the battlefield.

As for the outcome of the battle between Muria and his grandfather, Akmonde, it ended in a draw, not because they couldn’t decide a winner but because the Shiyu Dominator watching on the side couldn’t stand it anymore.

To use the words of the Shiyu Dominator, if he let them continue fighting, they would have destroyed the domain, which would have been troublesome to deal with afterwards. Therefore, to be safe, they ended the battle in a draw, with neither the grandfather nor the grandson having to lose face.

Once the battles of father and son, and grandfather and grandson had all concluded, the two watching Dragon Kings had no intention of intervening. So, after a chat with Muria, they prepared to leave and attend to their own affairs.

After all, Muria was no infant, no longer needing any of them to take care of him. Moreover, given Muria’s current strength, it was uncertain who would be helping whom.

Muria’s current Divine Power Level was still stuck at an intermediate level, exactly in between the highs and lows, primarily because the divine positions he held were too scattered, occupying too small a share.

These were minor issues, for based on those fragmented but potentially significant divine positions, as long as Muria could plunder the divine powers controlled by Deities overlapping with his positions, breaking through to become a powerful Divine Force was likely not a problem.

“My descendant, since you have chosen your path, I shall bless you here, to return home early!”

Like Muria planning to leave, the Shiyu Dominator looked at him, smilingly offering his blessings, and Muria naturally understood the meaning behind this blessing. If he now wanted to go home, the only way was to become the master of the world.

However, what surprised Muria was that after giving the blessing, the Shiyu Dominator did not leave right away but presented a pile of white stones brimming with vigorous vitality.

“?” Seeing tens of thousands of stones filled with pure Life Essence before him, a huge question mark popped up in Muria’s mind. He believed that he had understood the character of the Titan very clearly.

For the still immature descendants, the Titan would use all available resources to nurture them, but once the descendants grew to a certain level, he would cut off all support, letting them struggle and forge their paths outside.

Thus, at this moment, Muria could not understand the Shiyu Dominator’s actions. Secretly slipping him benefits? Looking after the younger generation? Nonsense! A godly congratulatory gift? Even more nonsense! Muria felt that if it weren’t for his goal of seizing the role of world master in his ascension, this master might have already moved to clean him, the clan’s disgrace.

“This is a compensation gift from an Insect Race queen,” said the Dominator, noticing Muria’s confusion, and he added, “This is just a part of it.”

“A compensation gift?” Muria’s expression grew even stranger.

“Yes, that queen seemed to think that we are the epics of this world, and since they invaded this world and caused certain plundering and damage that angered us, the Insect Race queen negotiating with me sent a batch of resources as compensation for the damage they caused to this world.”

“Taking compensation on behalf of the world? This really is sly… No wonder you’re the Dominator, always crafty!”

Muria stopped slandering the Shiyu Dominator and switched to admiring him. Contemplating the situation, Muria shared his view,

“Ancestor, since this is compensation paid to us by the Insect Race, why don’t you keep it instead of giving it to me?”

“It’s not for you, but for this world. By using these crystals, which are condensed from pure Life Essence, you can rejuvenate this Domain,” the Shiyu Dominator explained, attempting to clarify things for Muria.

“Isn’t that unnecessary? If it weren’t for you, Dominator, how could the Insect Race possibly hand these over?” Muria was reluctant to accept them. He knew that if he revitalized the land here, he would reap some benefits, but he still disliked the idea of his ancestor suffering a loss.

“Muria, think about how many of our clanspeople are in this great world; this is a kind of covert plundering. Thus, without harming our own interests, we can still offer some compensation to the great world.”

“There’s no need to give so much!” Muria was still somewhat reluctant.

“It’s not much, let me show you the compensation given by the Insect Race!” The Shiyu Dominator laughingly pulled Muria’s mental power into the world under his control, and then Muria’s spirit was slightly shaken.

Then, this newly ascended deity, always seeming to favor outsiders and sitting as if his seat was slanted, without another word, collected all the Life Stones given by his leader.

At this moment, he had only two thoughts: the Insect Race really had money, and once he had the capability, he too would rob the Insect Race, hijacking their fortune to alleviate his own poverty.

Additionally, this Shiyu Dominator, who appeared kind-hearted, was truly cunning. Muria thought he was a benevolent ancestor who would sacrifice his own interests to mend the great world, but in reality, compared to the Insect Race’s compensation, these life stones were barely a whisker.