King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 159 - 159 154 Golden Dragon Mother

Chapter 159: Chapter 154 Golden Dragon Mother Chapter 159: Chapter 154 Golden Dragon Mother The light golden Eternal Flame flickered, and a suit of humanoid armor over a hundred meters tall floated quietly in the flames. The blood and soul of Mureya Iapertos Eronsalas gave it a peculiar vitality, making the armor seem as if it were alive, constantly consuming the light golden Eternal Flame.

One after another, the ancient divine symbols coalesced in the fire, then were absorbed by the magnificent armor, gradually giving it a sense of majesty. As more and more ancient divine symbols were swallowed by the armor, its dignity became increasingly profound.

In the end, Mureya Iapertos Eronsalas seemed to see an ancient god, which existed only in legends, gradually awakening in the flames! An old, vast, and distant aura spread…

Time passed, and the gold in the Eternal Flame gradually faded, eventually returning to its original transparency. The altar also began to bloom again from the bottom up, with layers and layers of dazzling spirit light.

“Enough!” When Mureya Iapertos Eronsalas saw the last wisp of pale gold fade from the Eternal Flame, he extended his arms and summoned the radiant golden-armored figure from within the flames.

“My armor, come!”

In the Eternal Flame, the components of the falconine armor scattered: helmet, faceguard, neck guard, shoulder armor, wings, arm guards, wrist guards, gauntlets, breastplate, belly armor, war skirt, leg armor, gaiters, and battled boots.

The armor disassembled; the pieces turned into streaks of light and rushed towards Mureya Iapertos Eronsalas, reassembled over his body, protecting every inch of his skin, leaving no gap exposed…

“Saintly Imperial Abyss!” As Mureya Iapertos Eronsalas spoke the name of the armor, a divine light erupted, and a nine-colored divine pattern formed by mysterious ancient divine symbols lit up in every corner of the armor. An overwhelming pressure radiated, as if an ancient god, spawned together with the world, has returned through the long river of time.

From the perfectly molded faceguard matching Mureya Iapertos Eronsalas’ features, two bursts of resplendent golden spirit light shot into the Eternal Flame. Then, Mureya Iapertos Eronsalas, wearing the Saintly Imperial Abyss, stood idly, falling into the understanding of soul and power for the tenth time.

Enduring the agony of soul fragmentation ten times, gaining ten opportunities to perceive the soul; this is the return Mureya Iapertos Eronsalas deserved. No pain, no gain.

Below him, the twenty-ninth Soul Intent Circle materialized, then the silhouette of the thirtieth circle appeared and rapidly solidified.

The Saintly Imperial Abyss was different from the previous nine weapons of Mureya Iapertos Eronsalas. In its creation process, Mureya Iapertos Eronsalas paid a more considerable price. Now, he was receiving more in return.

“Boom!” A layer of golden spirit light ripple radiated from Mureya Iapertos Eronsalas. Thick and robust thunder erupted on the armored Mureya Iapertos Eronsalas, then roamed around his body like a giant python, and the hurricane took shape, swirling around him.

Fierce dragon flames burnt on the armor, and within the dragon flames flew what seemed to be images of golden dragons, emitting deep dragon roars.

“My power… It’s stronger!” Mureya Iapertos Eronsalas, now clad in armor even down to his fingertips, moved his body a bit, sensing his power increase by several orders of magnitude the moment he donned the armor. A sense of being powerful enough to punch through the Void Forging Palace overwhelmed him.

Well, that should be an illusion! His weapons could leave traces in the Void Forging Palace because of their top-grade materials, not implying that Mureya Iapertos Eronsalas could break the Void Forging Palace with his might.

“Young Titan, don’t you feel as if your power has suddenly increased significantly?”

“Indeed!” Mureya Iapertos Eronsalas turned to look at the spirit of the void that easily broke through the surrounding hurricane and took shape in front of him.

“Do you want to know why?”

Mureya Iapertos Eronsalas remained silent, just silently watching it. The golden armor adorned with ancient divine symbols naturally possesses a majestic air that looks down upon all beings, especially the faceguard that fits perfectly with Mureya Iapertos Eronsalas’ face.

“Because you’re too weak!” Even without Mureya Iapertos Eronsalas uttering a word, the Spirit of the Void, an entity very hard to win favor from others, self-indulgently bared the answer, “The weapons I forge, including this set of armor, are meant for fully grown Titans. You, a fledgling Titan just breaking through to the second-tier Soul Intent, wearing an armor far beyond your strength level, naturally results in this.”

“Hmm!” Muria nodded in a calm manner. Without anyone reminding him, Muria knew what was going on. The sudden surge of power stemmed from the newly-forged armor he now wore.

“Hephaestus, take me back!” Muria started to draw back the overflowing thunder, hurricane, and dragon flames that had spilled out due to his burst of power.

“Won’t you stay a little longer?” The spirit of the Void seemed to foresee something, “Perhaps, we won’t see each other for a long time in the future. When we meet again, it will be in hundreds, if not thousands, of years.”

“Well, see you again in a thousand years then.” Muria laughed. Despite the fact that the spirit of the void helped him forge nine weapons that he was very satisfied with, as well as a set of armor that could be described as perfect, Muria couldn’t really feel any gratitude towards him.

That’s because the entire process was too painful — excruciating bloodletting and soul-extracting weapon forging. If he didn’t know that this was a necessary part of forging exclusive weapons, Muria reckoned that accomplished Titans would have already destroyed the weapon casting hall.

“Keep laughing a while longer. Let’s see if you can still laugh when you get back.” Hearing Muria’s words and sensing his excitement and turbulent emotions, the spirit of the Void murmured under its breath.

“Saintly Imperial Abyss!” Muria didn’t store the regal and majestic Saintly Imperial Abyss armor inside his body. His heart brimmed with fighting spirit. He couldn’t wait to find some Titans to fight with, letting them taste his now rock-hard fists.

“Oh, right, little Titan, what’s your name?”

“I am called Muria! Muria Iapertos Eronsalas.”

“Muria, huh? I’ll remember that. You’re the sort who’s not afraid of pain and is incredibly bold. Maybe you do stand a tiny chance of becoming an Epic Titan.”

“Hmph, I will definitely become an Epic.” With the dazzling teleportation spirit light, Muria disappeared from the Weapon Casting Hall.

…

Upon the majestic mountains, Muria descended amidst thunder and flames. The all-enveloping hurricane swept down, rushing towards the ancient and mighty palaces on the mountains. His power had still not fully retracted.

“I am back!” Looking at the terrifying impact caused by his overflowing power, Muria didn’t mind. He personally set up each of the defensive arrays in every palace on the mountain. They should be able to withstand this impact.

However, it was somewhat awkward that while Muria’s roar caused echoes in the mountains, there was no movement from the group of palaces. Not only did the expected welcome party of dragons not appear, but there was also not even a shadow of a dragon to be seen.

It was as if the mountain was devoid of dragons.

“These guys, did I forget to assign tasks before going to the Weapon Casting Hall, and they started playing like this? Not a single dragon left.”

Muria murmured, a growing anger inside him. Dressed in armor, he slowly descended towards the mountain peak courtyard.

“Hmm!” As soon as he got close to the courtyard, Muria realized something was off. Troy, the Red Dragon Triplets, White Dragon Clodia, all their life forces were permeating the place. They were all in the courtyard, but none had come out.

So, Muria slowly looked down, and happened to see an extraordinarily beautiful girl riding a white tiger coming out of his palace. Then, Muria’s golden dragon eyes met the beautiful girl’s golden pupils.

“Hehe!”</p