King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 302 - 302 297 Should Not Exist

Chapter 302: Chapter 297: Should Not Exist Chapter 302: Chapter 297: Should Not Exist “So, that’s how it is.” Muria understood that when he first received it, he knew that this Egg of Void had a consciousness, not in a hazy, muddled state.

Just then, a clear, breaking sound rang in Muria’s ears. The black-haired, golden-pupilled youth standing on the half-ruined castle above looked up to find a large black rift appeared overhead; it was a Space Rift!

Under Muria’s gaze, from the shattered Space Rift, a column of red and white light entwined with pure white arcs shot straight towards Muria’s location.

“Boom!” Shattered stones splattered. The mountain top, once having the broken castle that was only half left, was entirely vanished. Only a charred crater full of crystals created by the high temperature remained.

“Cassio, your coordinates were spot on.” Muria twitched his mouth at the location he was just standing at, which had turned into a massive crater.

The splendid castle had disappeared, and that was a castle built for itself by an evil dragon nearly one hundred meters long, indicating its vast scale.

“I am connected to you by bloodline, Your Majesty.” A soft voice resonated in Muria’s mind.

“Isn’t this supposed to be teleportation? It’s more like a long-range Magic Cannon attack!” Looking at the crater that would become a mountaintop lake in the future, Muria couldn’t help but grumble.

“Prince Muria, I do not possess the ability to execute a long-range attack.”

“The first time you teleported me, you flattened a valley; now your teleportation has made a castle disappear.”

“Your Majesty, this is merely normal energy leakage during teleportation. It does not count as an attack.”

“Yeah, sure.” Muria couldn’t help but mock. He then landed at the edge of the crater. The surrounding air of the crater was distorted due to the intense heat. At the bottommost part of the crater was a rapidly congealing Lava Pool.

In the middle of the molten lava, there was a one-meter-high Black Gigantic Egg. The egg is covered in flickering golden patterns. With the intermittent glow of the golden patterns, the hot, intensely burning magma quickly solidified. It was absorbing the heat.

However, compared to the previous frenzy of devouring even metals and stones, this degree of absorption was insubstantial. In Muria’s perception, the power accumulated in the egg seemed to have reached a saturation point, giving him a feeling of being stuffed.

It’s not that the absorption strength of the egg diminished, but the state of the egg and its power of absorption had reached its limit. It can’t swallow any more.

Feeling Muria’s arrival, the gigantic egg shook a little and sent out a joyful soul vibration.

Feeling this vibration, a smile appeared on Muria’s face. For over ten years, he had been feeding it with his power without any interruptions. Until his power was entirely swallowed by the Egg of Void, and he experienced weakness and loss of strength every day.

It felt like being tortured. But looking at it now, the Egg of Void has repaid his hard work with its MAX affection.

“Come on out, my companion!” Muria showed a bright smile on his face and sent out a mental wave with a sense of summoning toward the hatching gigantic egg.

“Click!” Fine cracks appeared on the black eggshell covered in golden patterns. The cracks connected and expanded all over the egg, with fragments of the shell falling off, revealing the “young” being inside, which raised its head to lock eyes with Muria with dazzling golden eyes.

“What kind of joke is this?” Seeing the being hatched from the Egg of Void, even Muria, with his current knowledge, couldn’t help but exclaim. From inside the eggshell, a more younger “him” was sitting in a curled-up position, looking at him with eyes of the same color.

Seeing Muria’s shock, the “Muria” hatched from the Egg of Void smiled at him, a proud smile. Much like a child who had worked hard to prepare a prank, grinning at the sight of reaping the deserved results of his hard work.

“Click!” The “Muria” with six Dragon Horns on his forehead and a dragon tail winding around his body picked up a fragment of the broken eggshell and began eating it, marking the start of his first meal after hatching.

“Your Majesty Muria, what happened?” Otlis, the Red Dragon, who was turning over bodies on the broken battlefield, looked at the smoking mountaintop and couldn’t hold back his curiosity. He asked loudly.

“Shut up, just clean up the battlefield. Don’t come here.”

“Understood!” Hearing Muria’s rebuke, the Red Dragon agreed wholeheartedly, and continued to carefully forage the remains of the Fang Dragons on the ground. The Sub-dragon was a dragon too, with the same hobbies of searching for treasures.

Looking at the young “him” similar in size to himself during his baby dragon phase, Muria deactivated his Human Transformation Art with a complicated look and restored his original form, that is, the Dragon Titan Form without armor.

Then, Muria, with cascading black hair and radiant golden pupils, walked toward the “him” who was still eating the eggshell. His true form, with sharp facial features as if sculpted by a knife, presented a completely different temperament compared to his human form.

Wallking a few steps through the not yet cooled magma, the nearly sixty-meter-tall Muria arrived in front of the Egg of Void. He bowed his head and silently observed the “suspicious creature” consuming the eggshell.

Although the “suspicious creature” which the Egg of Void hatched looked like him thirty years ago, Muria didn’t think he was his brother or uncle. Because there was no resonance with the bloodline in his body.

The “suspicious creature” had no blood relationship with Muria, and certainly no relation to his parents or grandfather. But this fellow did look like Muria from a few years ago.

“What’s your name?” Muria stared at the “suspicious creature” that was munching on eggshell, voicing his doubts, “Why do you look so much like me?”

“I don’t have what you call a real name.” The “Young Titan” who was eating the eggshell didn’t even raise its head; it was hungry again, “As for why I look so much like you now, don’t you know in your heart? I certainly do not share your bloodline.”

“Because you’ve been swallowing my powers every day?” Muria tentatively asked. That was the only reason he could find for the suspicious creature looking like him.

“You were the one who generously fed me.” The “Young Muria” with cheeks full of eggshell pieces unhappily looked at the half-blood Titan towering over her.

“That’s not the point, right? You and I have no blood ties whatsoever. Why can you look like me? How can my power influence your form?”