King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 307 - 307 302 The Unfinished Floating City

Chapter 307: Chapter 302: The Unfinished Floating City Chapter 307: Chapter 302: The Unfinished Floating City The Silver Moon hung high, surrounded by numerous stars. The sky of this half-plane was identical to the one in Elasia. Its rules were too lacking; it simply could not exist independently in the Void but had to rely on the Elasian Main World.

“Yingdila, stop eating,” Muria sighed, looking at the bare patch around him that was completely at odds with the wild jungle next to it. The ground beneath his feet was shallower than the surrounding area. He knew well who was responsible for it.

“Oh, sure.” Upon hearing Muria’s helpless voice, Yingdila obediently responded, finishing swallowing an ancient tree whole before scampering over to his side.

“Is this really a half-plane, Prince Muria?” A bunch of Five Colored Dragons, large cats, and knights had all followed them in. Except for the experienced Troy, the rest of the dragons were all looking surprised. (To the uninitiated, it’s hard to understand dragon facial expressions.)

“Let’s go!” There was nothing to stick around for here. Muria led his team straight to the Mage Tower, a sight that appeared to be connecting the sky and the earth in their field of vision.

“Roar! Howl!…” as Muria’s group flew towards the Mage Tower without intentionally concealing their aura, every beast in their path ran in fear, causing a minor beast tide.

“How weak.” A green dragon gazed at the frightened creatures fleeing below and couldn’t help but sigh.

“It’s just a half-plane, it can’t nurture anything too strong.”

“Hmm.” As Muria flew in front of the majestic Mage Tower and saw the towering buildings engraved with Spirit Runes, he was slightly taken aback.

“Planning to build a Floating City?” Muria landed amidst the dilapidated buildings, glanced around, and came to an interesting conclusion.

All the buildings here are interconnected, not individually existing entities. It is an unfinished Floating City, a multifunctional War Stronghold that every Legendary Mage dreams of owning.

“Indeed, every mage is extravagant.” Muria sighed. The mages who achieved legendary status were far from ordinary – they all had ambitions that mortals couldn’t fathom. For instance, they wished to kill gods with their mortal bodies.

Muria gazed at the city that had already started to erode and sighed slightly. If the Legendary Mage could own a Floating City, he might not have perished, and now he might have achieved unimaginable success. Unfortunately, there are no ifs in the world.

“Prince Muria, there are traces of a Cloud Giant constructing this city.”

“I know.” Muria glared at Fiona who had reported to him, “But there are no Cloud Giants in this half-plane anymore. Forget about other things. Any doubts, just ask the Tower Spirit directly when we get inside the tower. It will tell us everything.”

Whether it was Yunyu’s notebook or the voice that echoed in his ears when he first entered the half-plane, both indicated that the Tower Spirit of this Mage Tower had not extinguished even after the erosion of thousands of years; instead, it still controlled part of the authority of this half-plane.

Should such a being exist, Muria felt no fear. If Yunyu, a Fang dragon that was barely scraping by in the wilderness, could enter this half-plane and leave alive, it would be even easier for him.

Muria and his companions, all either in human form or their sizes reduced, walked into the Mage Tower and headed straight for the top. Muria aimed to directly control the control hub of this Mage Tower. To control this half-plane, he must first control the Mage Tower.

“Golden Dragon, stop.” Just as Muria was charging up to the top of the Mage Tower with a group of monsters, a stern voice echoed in the corridor in front of him.

“Finally out.” As Muria heard the voice, a faint smile appeared on his lips.

“Leave here. This is the Mage Tower of the Elemental Master Heinal. Uninvited individuals are not allowed to enter.”

“Elemental Master?” Muria hesitated for a moment, then recalled the relevant information after briefly recollecting. Being an Elemental Master was not a title but a kind of class among human Legendary Mages.

If someone really had this title, then they must definitely possess god-killing strength.

“Your master has long fallen. How can I get an invitation?” Muria gazed at the Tower Spirit, which was gradually condensing into a translucent figure, a faint smile on his face.

From the middle of the Mage Tower, he could judge the degree of decay of the Mage Tower because the Tower Spirit only revealed themselves to stop him at this point.

“Leave here.” Upon hearing Muria’s retort, the Tower Spirit repeated its previous statement. “This is not the place for you.”

“I refuse.”

“In that case, I must forcibly expel you.”

Around Muria, ripples in the space appeared like those on the surface of a pond. The distinctive fluctuations of teleportation emerged.

“Hmm!” Muria huffed lightly, took a step forward, and dazzling golden light radiated from his body, shattering the spatial fluctuations surrounding him. Although he couldn’t traverse space at will like a Legend, he could still interfere with it.

A mere residual Tower Spirit of a broken Mage Tower couldn’t teleport him away against his wishes.

“Why does a powerful Golden Dragon team up with Evil Dragons?” The Tower Spirit, who had now taken the form of an elegant middle-aged man, questioned as it saw the aura radiating from Muria.

“They’re just my Followers.” Muria responded somewhat helplessly after forcibly suppressing the surrounding spatial fluctuations. He finally understood why the Tower Spirit was hostile towards him.

“Aren’t you a Fallen Golden Dragon?”

“Of course not.” Muria pointed behind him, “You aren’t assuming that I’m a Fallen Golden Dragon because I have so many Five-Colored Dragons with me, are you?”

“…” The Tower Spirit didn’t answer; the sight of so many Five-Colored Dragons was disturbing enough, and the only slightly tolerable entity was the White Tiger who was also quite a handful. As for the petite, girl-like creature constantly radiating intense devouring power, there was no need to mention her.

Even if the core Magic Array were to explode, it would never believe that Muria was a normal Golden Dragon.

“Oh right, I need to say something. I was invited by humans to suppress a Fang Dragon with Demonic Bloodline, which is how I found this half-plane.” Muria, who felt he was mistaken for an Evil Dragon by the Tower Spirit, explained, hoping the Tower Spirit would believe he was a benevolent Golden Dragon.

“Demonic Bloodline.” Muria’s words reminded the Tower Spirit of the recentincident, “What’s happened to that Fang Dragon now?”

“I’ve already killed it.”

“That’s good.” The Tower Spirit looked relieved, “Golden Dragon, if you haven’t fallen, then, you should leave here with your subordinates.”

“After all these conversations, they were useless. I might as well seize control by force.”