King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 300 - 300 295 Termination

Chapter 300: Chapter 295: Termination Chapter 300: Chapter 295: Termination Seeing Muria’s tail strike, which seemed to snap it in half, the Pale Blood Devourer swung its tail, sending its nine tails covered with small bone plate armor towards Muria’s tail.

The outcome of one tail colliding with nine was as expected. Muria’s tail, encased in the legendary armor, effortlessly snapped the Pale Blood Devourer’s nine tails in two.

When Muria crafted her armor, even her own wings were taken into consideration, so how could she overlook her own tail?

And the legendary metal, a type of metal that even the deities demand, naturally possesses some incredible properties. They are noway comparable to those harder-than-steel bone plate armors on the Nine-Tailed Evil Dragon. These two are not comparable at all.

The Pale Blood Devourer, who had seen countless battles, had never encountered an enemy who could instantly sever its nine tails. So even the senseless evil dragon was stunned for a moment when it realized it had lost its nine tails.

And in that moment, Muria seized her opportunity and directly advanced, brutally striking the tailless evil dragon with her close combat skills honed through competition with her own kind.

This could hardly be called a battle, since the combat power of the two sides was not equal at all. It was a one-sided slaughter. After all, in terms of factors that affect combat power such as bloodline, equipment, control of strength, and battle experience, Muria was in a dominating position over the Pale Blood Devourer.

“Thwack!” Hot, dark red blood spurted out, landing on the ground and instantly turning the grass beneath it to ashes, as if splashed with strong acid. Muria brutally tore one of the forelimbs of the wicked dragon from its body.

Muria’s close combat with the Pale Blood Devourer was very brief, lasting only a few rounds, and this horrifyingly murderous evil dragon had its remaining three dragon claws torn off by Muria, leaving it a mere dragon stick thrown onto the ground by Muria.

“Just how many lives have you taken to reach this level? Yunyu.” Muria stomped her foot on the skull of the evil dragon that had lost all four of its claws but was still trying to bite her.

No wonder Muria asked this, because behind this evil dragon, you could see the forty now dimly visible soul intent spirits. Upon closer inspection, they were covered with all kinds of faces of creatures, a phenomenon formed by the resentment of countless slain creatures. The faces of humans were just a part of it.

But the berserk Pale Blood Devourer, not yet relieved of its rage, obviously wouldn’t answer Muria’s question. It had already lost its sanity. But with a constant loss of blood and the suppression by Muria, its berserk state was gradually lifting.

There was a glimmer of clarity in the Pale Blood Devourer’s eyes, but upon realizing its current state, it didn’t hesitate and a transparent flame instantly ignited on its body, engulfing its broken body.

Muria backed off before this strange flame ignited because she felt a trace of threat. Direct touch with the flame would definitely not be pleasant for her.

The Demon’s innate ability, Soul Burning!

“A secret technique reserved for risking your life!” Muria was not surprised by this turn of events as the Pale Blood Devourer had used it before, and the Dawn Church had already informed her of the details.

“Using the soul as fuel, to enhance one’s own power.” Muria watched dispassionately as the Pale Blood Devourer’s wounds squirmed, its muscle, bone, and other body tissues grew rapidly, its injuries healing at a visibly quick rate. “Such behavior, you are truly beyond help.”

Because this Unusual Tooth Dragon uses its desperate bloodline ability, it doesn’t burn its own soul, but the souls of ordinary creatures it has slaughtered.

Muria’s whole body is enveloped in a tangible killing intent, something he cultivated in the Abyss Training Field. He focuses on the Pale Blood Devourer, who has recovered its consciousness and is reviving its broken body by burning souls.

The tail, limbs, and even the Dragon Horn that Muria broke off the Unusual Tooth Dragon are regrowing at a shocking rate, its aura continuously rising.

“After slaughtering so many creatures, don’t you feel any sense of mercy or guilt? Yunyu,” Muria’s gaze is indifferent as he watches the nine-tailed dragon whose limbs and tails are growing back.

“It’s been a long time since anyone has called me Yunyu. Now they all call me by this interesting title, ‘Pale Blood Devourer’.” The Nine-Tailed Evil Dragon sneers after hearing Muria’s words, showing a hint of mockery, “As for pity and mercy, those emotions aren’t for weaklings like me. They’re luxuries that only beings like you can afford.”

Although he lost control over his body during the fight, this Evil Dragon remembers the near crushing power that filled it with a feeling of despair. Therefore, upon regaining control over its body, it immediately employed its final life-saving bloodline ability.

“Weakling?” Muria’s face became even more indifferent, “So, in your pursuit of power, you think your slaughters are justified?”

“It’s survival of the fittest.” The fully recovered Nine-Tailed Evil Dragon moved its claws and tail, “If I hadn’t killed, I wouldn’t have survived up till now. To survive, I must kill.”

“That’s no excuse for your wanton slaughter.” Muria clenched his fists, “If you want to gain strength by devouring souls through killing, you could have gone for the Evil Races, and those robbing bandits. There are plenty of creatures in this world that deserve to die.”

“But,” hearing Muria’s words, the Nine-Tailed Evil Dragon laughed, “Ordinary humans are the easiest to kill. Your suggestion is too troublesome. I don’t know how much longer it will take me to achieve my current strength if I follow your way.”

“Slaughtering humans provides the fastest growth, but it also shortens your lifespan.” After hearing the Evil Dragon’s answer, Muria gave up on it, firming his intention to kill the Pale Blood Devourer.

“Boom!” Muria stepped forwards, his towering body broke the sound barrier the instant he moved, and a large amount of white vapor rose as his body rubbed against the air.

Without any hesitation, Muria launched an attack. Behind him, 24 radiant golden Soul Intent circles blessed his fists, and “Boom!” with a loud explosion, Muria punched the Unusual Tooth Dragon’s head.

Boom! Boom! Boom… As the fragments of bones flew everywhere, Muria did not stop his attack. With the aid of the Wind Soul Intent, one punch followed another, so quickly that the Pale Blood Devourer couldn’t avoid them…

“Creak!” The Tooth Dragon, whose head was lost and emitted a bloody light from its Bone Plate Armor, shuddered twice before collapsing onto the ground.

The Unusual Tooth Dragon could never have imagined that even after using its life-saving ability to fully recover and enhance its power, it was still unable to fight back and was beaten to death.