King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 156 - 156 151 Casting Armor (Part 1)

Chapter 156: Chapter 151: Casting Armor (Part 1) Chapter 156: Chapter 151: Casting Armor (Part 1) Above the lofty octagonal altar with nine levels, Muria was bound in the middle air by dozens of flowing light chains, her black hair loose and falling to her waist. Her normally radiant eyes were half-closed, in a state of exhaustion yet not quite asleep.

Through her eyelashes, the Spirit of the Void could see that the previously bright, golden eyes of the young Titan were now dim and devoid of light, carrying a hint of lifelessness.

“Tsk, all nine weapons have been forged already, you couldn’t possibly have given up already, could you?” Several rays of light flew off the altar, merged into the Spirit of Void’s intangible body, and Hephaestus couldn’t resist poking Muria’s cheek with a solid finger.

Then, Muria’s head tilted to one side, her eyes closing fully.

Subsequently,

“Hum!” A double-edged battle axe carrying an aura of vastness, antiquity, and agelessness flew out of the flames. With an irrepressible ferocity, it cleaved towards the Spirit of the Void.

Unsurprisingly, the body conjured by the Spirit of the Void was split in two by this very axe, dissipated into specks of flowing light, merging with the ground. The battle axe, unstoppable, slammed into the ground.

“Boom!” Amid loud detonations, half the blade of the gigantic axe—twice as tall as the Titan form of Muria—plunged into the ground and cracks spread out from where it stood.

“I say…” The Spirit of the Void reassembled its body at another spot but could barely utter two words before…

“Boom!” A radiant golden thunderbolt shot out from the Eternal Flames, instantly piercing Hephaestus’s body and pinning him against the wall of the Weapon Casting Hall. A number of minor thunderbolts exploded, revealing a war lance adorned with inscrutable divine runes.

“Damn!” Looking at the lance nearly two hundred meters long embedded deep into his chest, Hephaestus mumbled a curse. His gaze shifted to the other seven weapons within the flames, rumbling ominously, a helpless expression on his face.

The body of the Spirit of the Void dispersed, turned into numerous lights and merged into the walls. Despite his powerful form, he was no match for the edge of the weapons forged from legendary metal. However, as he had created the weapons himself, he fully understood their power.

“Can’t you sense if Muria is okay since you share her bloodline,” the Spirit of the Void inquired in a voice that carried both weariness and a hint of amusement.

“She’s only temporarily unconscious now. It won’t be long before she wakes up. Furthermore, her fainting is due to your burgeoning consciousness and has nothing to do with me.”

The explanation of the Spirit of the Void led to a long silence in the Weapon Casting Hall before the seven weapons in the flames stopped rumbling and quietly absorbed the ancient divine text.

As for the other two weapons that were flung out…

“Hum!” The lance trembled with thunderbolts exploding as the earth-splitting double-edged axe vibrated with rising dragon flames. Soon after, the lance was pulled out from the wall and the battle axe rose from the ground, cracks spreading all around.

These two weapons swayed twice in mid-air, emitting ripples of spirit runes as if apologizing and finally turned into twin rainbows, flew into the Eternal Flame, seemingly a little bit embarrassed?

“Honestly.” The Spirit of the Void, once again forming a body, shook his head. It was beneath him to hold a grudge against these nascent sentient weapons.

Looking at the fading color of the Eternal Flame, he commanded, “You stay within the flames and nourish yourselves. Patiently wait for your master to wake up.”

…

“Uh!” In a daze, Muria, who had been laying beneath the altar, opened her eyes. Touching her head with a perplexed expression, she slowly stood up. Her head hurt, she felt uncomfortable and sick. The sensation felt similar to those sleepless nights from her previous life.

After her reincarnation as the child of Titans and Dragons, this was the first time she was experiencing such a feeling that she had all but forgotten.

Of course, this discomfort was nothing. It would pass soon. Compared to the agonizing pain of having his soul torn apart previously, this was merely a small deal.

“You’re awake? Heh, much faster than I expected!”

Muria turned his head and looked at the Titan who was sizing him up, making exclaiming noises. Seeing the familiar face, Muria felt an urge to punch him.

“It’s really rare to see a hybrid Titan like you. Aside from that, it’s strange that you meditate and cultivate your mental power. This must be why you woke up earlier than I expected.”

“Hmph!” Muria suppressed his urge to punch him. After all, he needed his help later.

The Titan teenager looked up at the top of the altar. The Eternal Flame was dancing on it. The altar, stained golden by his blood, and the Eternal Flame had both returned to their original states.

Various spirit lights were shining in the spirit runes of the altar. The Eternal Flame at the top of the ninth layer of the altar had returned to its colorless initial state. Faintly visible Nine-colored Divine Light was circling around, and above the flames, the Light Pillar had transformed back into a waterfall of flowing light.

“My weapons!” Muria fixedly gazed at the nine weapons moving about the flames, a sense of exultation and inspiration surged up from the bottom of his heart.

“I, can control them!” A sense of bloodline connection was transmitted from those nine weapons. Muria reached out his hand towards the top of the altar.

Following this, spirit light rushed to the sky. The edge of the divine weapon cut across everything inside the Weapon Casting Hall.

Piercing clanging sounds echoed in the Weapon Casting Hall. Sparks were flying everywhere. Apart from where Muria was standing, dazzling sparks erupted in all positions of the Weapon Casting Hall. Tiny scrapes appeared on the floor, walls, and ceiling, but they healed almost right away, as if they were alive.

A Square Heaven Halberd nearly two hundred meters long, bringing with it wind and thunder, pierced through the flames and shot directly towards Muria.

Muria looked at this weapon which was clearly made for an adult Titan. With a thought, the black-based purple-patterned, gilded-edged Square Heaven Halberd fell into his hand and began to shrink.

“Clap!” By the time Muria gripped the halberd, it had shrunk to a size suitable for him.

“Boom!” Wind and thunder spread out, Dragon Flames ignited. Muria held the halberd, inserted the rhombus spear blade at the end of the halberd into the ground, directly piercing into it, causing countless cracks to spread out from the point of penetration.

“Halberd name: Prison Suppression!” Muria softly voiced the name of the halberd in his hand. Much like him having a true name at birth, the legendary weapon in his hand also received a name at the moment of its formation.

The name of the Square Heaven Halberd was already known to Muria the moment he gripped it, conveyed through the connection between them.

At this moment, fierce Dragon Flames and dazzling Thunderbolt erupted from the Prison Suppression Halberd, then incessantly poured into Muria’s body.

Simultaneously, on the halberd, tiny Ancient Divine Texts emerged, an aura of mystery permeated the air, covering Muria within it, allowing him to fall into a profound understanding of the soul and power at that instant.

Feeding back from the divine weapon!

Under the feedback of the Prison Suppression Halberd, Muria’s Qi began to slowly rise, becoming even more powerful.

Below Muria, one Soul Intent Circle after another appeared with radiant golden light. Seventeen, eighteen… the nineteenth one, which was formed due to the ‘gift’ from the Spirit of the Void, then the twentieth Soul Intent Circle slowly formed…