King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 137 - 137 132 12 Years (5)

Chapter 137: Chapter 132: 12 Years (5) Chapter 137: Chapter 132: 12 Years (5) “How can the two demons I killed be compared to the Balrog Flame Demon?” Muria, surrounded by a hurricane, landed in front of Atrean and smiled humbly, “Both of them together are not enough for the Balrog Flame Demon to slap.”

“Now you are only at Golden Rank Five, but you already can kill the Third Tier Soul-intent Demon. I am already at the Soul Intent Fourth Tier and killing a Balrog Flame Demon is only crossing one tier, can’t compare to you.” Atrean looked at Muria with a face full of sigh, a face full of emotion.

“Golden Rank Five?” Muria touched her nose, at her feet faintly appeared eighteen intricate and complicated Soul Intent Circles shadows, but these shadows only appeared for a moment, then disappeared, she could not maintain for a long time.

“Soul Intent Circle!” Atrean, looking at Muria’s fleeting Soul-intent Circles at her feet, showed a hint of astonishment in his eyes.

“Still lacking some.” Muria shook her head unsatisfactorily, what she showed was not the real Soul Intent Circles, so she could not maintain it all the time. Now she could only be considered as touching the edge of the Soul Intent, and might break through at any time.

“You have already felt your own soul, and have understood the true meaning of power. After a period of time, you will be able to break through to the Soul Intent level.” Seeing somewhat unsatisfied Muria, Atrean began to feel helpless, “Muria, how old are you now?”

“Forty-eight.”

“So young.” Atrean exclaimed, “I wasn’t able to break through to the Soul Intent until I was sixty, but you, it looks like it will only take another two or three years, and you will be able to break through by the time you are fifty.”

“Hehe, it should be even later.” Seeing the envy on the Titan’s face in front of her, Muria smiled a bit shyly, but immediately regained her calm, “I heard that top geniuses among humans can break through to the Soul Intent when they are in their twenties or thirties. My breakthrough to Soul Intent at fifty is nothing.”

“Humans?” Atrean shook his head, “Why compare with humans? Our difference is too great. Moreover, many of them break through by using external things, there is no comparability.”

“I’m reminding myself not to be prideful.” Muria adjusted her expression, said seriously.

“…” Just when Atrean was trying to say something, from afar came the call for help of a giant dragon. Another soul-level Great Demon had appeared, but just when Muria was preparing to deal with that soul-level Major Demon, from another direction as well came the call of a giant dragon.

“I’ll settle this one.” Seeing Muria directing her aiding gaze towards him, Atrean took a step forward. All the Titans in the Titan Clan Lands who knew of Muria’s existence also knew how much she treasured these five-colored dragons.

“Thanks.” Muria casually opened a Door of Choices, holding a longbow, and stepped into it.

“This guy…” Seeing Muria leaving clean and smooth, Atrean holding the head of Balrog Flame Demon and clutching a long spear, rode on a storm and flew in the direction of the call for help.

…

On the Majestic Mountain, magnificent palaces extend across the slopes, encircling the antique courtyard atop.

Under the gentle caress of the midday sun, a vast teleportation array emerged above the courtyard. Its radiant spirit light overshadowed even the sunlight. Shortly after, one intimidating giant dragon after another flew out from the teleportation array, heading towards the palace complex beneath the courtyard, which was their dwelling place.

However, some dragons were different. Under the envious gaze of the many dragons, three red dragons emitting a scorching breath and a white dragon with a chilling air landed directly inside the courtyard.

Finally, after nearly the hundredth five-color giant dragon flew out, a giant dragon whose scale emitted golden radiance came out, looked around at the returning dragons, then descended below.

“Muria, why are there so many severely injured dragons this time?” As the golden dragon landed in the courtyard, a snow-white large cat greeted it and gestured with its white “paw” towards the eight dragons lying in the courtyard before querying Muria.

When Muria took the dragons to train at the Abyss Training Field, accidents always happened. Even though all the dragons upgraded to the Golden Rank, it was still insufficient. Once they encountered the Soul Intent Level demons, dragons would end up severely injured or on the verge of death without Muria’s supervision.

When Muria couldn’t aid in time, Cassio would step in to rescue the dragons, teleporting those in life-threatening situations out of there. Therefore, despite going on many expeditions with Muria, not a single dragon has ever fallen.

But every time, there would be some severely injured dragons. This time, eight dragons were severely injured, including Red Dragon Auston, whose dragon scales were colored a brilliant red.

However, the Red Dragon didn’t look as miserable as before. Its torn-off wings were already reattached, and all the wounds on its body were healed and scabbed. But in such a state, the majestic Red Dragon looked slightly unappealing.

Fortunately, it was not the only one in such a condition. There were seven other dragons, lying on their sides and looking just as pitiful, their faces filled with agony as they consumed the healing items Cassio had prepared for them—Elemental Crystals corresponding to their respective attributes.

Elemental Crystals were not hard to consume. In fact, the crystal bodies themselves lacked any taste. Moreover, consuming Elemental Crystals that corresponded to their native properties was extremely soothing, and if they were injured, the Elemental Crystals would speed up their recovery process.

What truly caused their pained expressions was their innate greed. The shining Elemental Crystals were universal and could be used for trading— they were arguably the most durable currency in the world.

Thus, making dragons consume their “money”, even though it was greatly comforting for their bodies, was vastly unsettling for their minds. Consuming Elemental Crystals to heal was, for dragons, a kind of mental torment.

“Eat up, don’t hide any in your mouths, don’t even think about taking them away.” Before Muria could respond, White Tiger Troy sternly reprimanded the several dragons that had been teleported here due to severe injuries, her tiger aura filled with authority.

“A Balrog Flame Demon emerged from the door of the Abyss Training Field, and it brought a large number of Soul Intent Level Demons with it. That’s why we have the situation we’re in now.” Muria, who transitioned from Dragon Form to Titan Form, explained. Balrog Flame Demons are lord-type demons who naturally have lots of Soul Intent Level Demons willingly following them, even if they are not legendary.

“You encountered a Balrog Flame Demon?” Troy paused, then scrutinized Muria with her teal tiger’s eyes, “Even for you, escaping with your life after facing a Balrog Flame Demon is good enough. These dragons are only mildly injured? That seems way too mild.”

Muria rolled her eyes at Troy: “Another Titan was dealing with the Balrog Flame Demon, it didn’t have a chance to attack us.”

“Which Titan?”

“Atrean.”

“A Soul Intent Fourth Tier Titan, so… did the Balrog Flame Demon die?” asked the snow-white large cat, turning its head.

“What else?” Muria retorted, then darted an eye at the green dragon next to her and kicked it, disregarding the fact that it was an injured, convalescent dragon.

“Bring it out, consume it. Stop hiding it.” Muria directed her gaze at this dragon, a green one, with its chest torn open to reveal a shocking wound.

The injured green dragon laughed awkwardly, extracting an elemental crystal from its wound and then, under Muria’s severe gaze, swallowed it in one gulp.