King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 210 - 210 205 Complete Immunity

Chapter 210: Chapter 205: Complete Immunity Chapter 210: Chapter 205: Complete Immunity Upon hearing Muria’s words, the old green dragon’s face darkened instantaneously.

Her intention was truly to retreat. The blood clan that had requested their help, all of them had encountered problems. All were captured by a soul-level demon-hunting knight, who wasn’t even listed in their information. The situation looked dire.

Then there was this sudden golden dragon in front of them. Based on the result of the recent battle, it can basically be confirmed that he is the descendant of the Dragon King described in the heritage memory. A high-rank giant dragon whose bloodline was even superior to their ancestors’.

He appeared on the scene and easily crippled Otlis, the notorious red dragon, using the close combat that Red Dragon excelled at.

Then he cut all four soul-level werewolves, who wanted to rescue him, in half. It seemed that none of them would survive.

His style was ferocious and fierce, unlike any golden dragon. And his powerful battle strength made the old green dragon feel a hint of fear.

Now, aside from them—the green dragons—no one who could fight remained on the battlefield.

The middle and lower-tier werewolves below, they were just cannon fodder.

Those dark races that were attacking Valiant have either died or been injured. The five Red-clothed Grand Archbishops who fused with the city protection array all jumped up. Together with a group of gold-ranked paladins and priests, they began to slaughter those werewolves.

Some of these red-clothed Grand Archbishops were running toward where Muria had incapacitated the four soul-level werewolves. Apparently, they had some plans for these upper-tier werewolves.

“We are leaving, can you stop us?” The old green dragon swept a glance at the uneasy green dragons around her, then asked with a trace of condescending pride. She was not confident about fighting, but she was confident about escaping.

“Why can’t I stop you?” Muria asked back, a hint of mockery in his eyes.

“Click!” A sound of metal chains rubbing together was heard. To the fearful gazes of the green dragons, a shackle radiating starlight, as if condensing a star river, flew out from the majestic Golden Giant Dragon.

Then, one split into two, two into four, four into eight… In the blink of an eye, it divided into hundreds of chains. These chains intertwined to form a giant metallic net, covering the sky above them.

As soon as the chain appeared, a few green dragons felt uneasy and wanted to use magic to escape. However, all magic similar to the Door of Choices failed and didn’t take shape.

“What are you trying to do?” Seeing the sky being covered by a sparkling net and feeling that the surrounding space was sealed off, even flapping wings felt some stagnation in the air, the old green dragon knew something was wrong.

“Just to keep you all here, that’s all.” Muria corners of his mouth lifted, revealing his white dragon teeth.

“Arrogant! You’re merely Soul-intent Second Rank. How dare you confront so many of us dragons.” The soul-level three-tier old green dragon yelled, taking the advantage of their majority to vent the fear they felt for Muria.

“Whoosh!” Muria ignored them. He spread his wings, fluttered, and his mountain-sized dragon body appeared instantly in front of the outspoken old green dragon. His dragon claw wreathed with dragon flames and thunder extended forward.

“Crack!”One layer of spiritual light shield emerged after another. This old dragon had arranged many defensive spells on himself, but they were useless. Under Muria’s dragon claw, draped in the Saintly Imperial Abyss, these protective spells broke like thin paper.

Within the horrified gaze of this old green dragon, Muria gripped its neck with his dragon claw, “Click!” The sound of bone fracture echoed, the thick dragon claw deeply sunk into the neck muscle, distorting its neck heavily, making it look quite pitiful.

“Let her go!” Seeing Muria grab a Soul-level Green Dragon with a single swoop, the other Green Dragons turned pale with fright, unleashing their magic one by one at Muria.

Lightning Storm!

Death Finger!

Advanced Curse Magic!

Black Flame Technique!

Vajra Hand of Biggabi!

…One after another, the Green Dragons cast their spells, creating a huge wave of magic that surged towards Muria’s massive and dazzling dragon body, with absolutely no need to worry about accuracy.

That’s because, Muria had no intention of dodging. Under the stupefied gaze of many Green Dragons, the Golden Giant Dragon, holding an elderly, struggling Green Dragon in its claws, had endured all their magic attacks without flinching.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

One after another, brilliant, radiant and terrifyingly lethal elemental spells rained down onto Muria. The violent explosions erupted one after another, and once the elemental cloud from the explosions slowly dissipated…

An unscathed golden dragon, holding its majestic dragon head high, looked sideways at all the Green Dragons, its mouth opening in what looked like a scoff:

“Are you… trying to tickle me?”

Having said this, the majestic Golden Dragon looked back at the Green Dragon held in its grip. The old dragon was pitiful; its dragon wings had been torn to tatters, many of its scales had been blown off and even a part of its tail had been blown away.

The dragon was at death’s door and seemed to be able to perish at any moment, but Muria could feel the strong vitality inside it, as vigorous as a furnace.

Its miserable appearance, from being caught in the magic attacks aiming for Muria, was only a façade. Given time, it would soon be restored to its full might.

“Is she completely immune?” A small Green Dragon of only over thirty meters was dumbfounded as it looked at the golden giant dragon in the sky, holding the elderly dragon, who was a powerful figure in its eyes. It felt a sour numbness in its lower body, as though something was about to come out.

“Impossible!” An extremely old Green Dragon looked at the unscathed Muria and almost went mad, “Even if you are a descendant of the first Dragon King, you are only a Soul-intent Second Rank now. How can you be completely immune to our spells? What kind of dragon are you?”

Muria didn’t answer. She glanced at the pitiful old Green Dragon in her hand, and with a swing of her claws flung it upwards. “Click!” Four radiant starlight chains stretched out and tightly bound the elderly Green Dragon.

This Green Dragon, which still had most of its strength, tried to struggle but realized it couldn’t break free from the chains. It then just lay there motionless.

After all, it had been beaten so badly, it might as well lay low. The old dragon wouldn’t dare to complain. Most importantly, as a descendant of the first Dragon King and one that adhered to the unspoken rules of the dragon race, she had absolutely no intention of fighting this Golden Dragon when her life was not threatened.

“Click!” The sound of the chains rattling rang out, obscuring the sky dome. The Star Cloud Chains that blocked the Green Dragons’ escape path stretched out again to form more than twenty chains, each aimed at one of the more than twenty Green Dragons that were still at the gold rank…