King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 439 - 439 434 Flying Skull

Chapter 439: Chapter 434: Flying Skull Chapter 439: Chapter 434: Flying Skull “Hmm, maybe it’s because she’s too dark after all!” Dragon mother Atreus ponders, studying the now distraught Dilara. Ignoring Dilara’s skin color, as the queen of the Zor elves, she is undoubtedly top-notch in terms of beauty.

“Even if she were fair, I wouldn’t have any interest.” Muria responded, with a slight twitch on the corner of his mouth.

“Is there something wrong with your body?” Dragon mother Atreus, furrowing her brows, closely examined Muria. “That should not be possible, your bloodline is perfect.”

“There’s nothing wrong,” Muria protested, his face turning black in an instant, furious that Dragon mother Atreus questioned his abilities as a male.

“If there’s no issue, then why are you not interested in this elven queen? As a typical dragon creature, this isn’t normal.”

“Because she’s a Zor elf.” Muria replied, glancing distastefully at the Zor queen Dilara. Compared to the upright forest elves, the private lives of Zor elves are chaotically unimaginable.

They’re completely unashamed and lascivious. Besides mates from their own race, minotaurs, gray dwarves, barbarians – basically any male creature suitable to their size. These fallen elves dare to mate with anyone.

Anyone who understands these fallen elves would feel disgusted by them. Naturally, Muria wouldn’t be interested in this so-called elven queen.

Who knows what kind of randy creatures this elven queen has mated with, their range when it comes to seeking mates is no smaller than the Five-Color Dragon Clan. And the Five-Color Dragons wouldn’t even hesitate to engage with monsters like eye monsters and teleporting beasts.

“Tsk, so you do have a bit of a cleanliness obsession.” Dragon mother Atreus was not surprised that Muria had this kind of quirk – after all, marriages between golden and silver dragons were rare instances of monogamy amongst dragonkind.

“But she is somewhat different from the Zor Elves you know.” Dragon mother Atreus looked at Dilara somewhat strangely. “She’s still a virgin.”

“Hmm?” Muria sniffed the air, and then took another close look at Dilara’s remains. To his surprise, he discovered that Dilara was indeed a virgin.

Identifying genders by scent, a special ability possessed by most dragon creatures. According to the scent and their form, they could determine the status of the opposite sex, discerning whether they have engaged in reproduction, and if so, how many times.

“That’s quite rare.” Muria sighed, but wasn’t too surprised. When a race has such a large population, the existence of some anomalies shouldn’t be a shock. “But even so, I have no interest.”

“She’s just not my type.” After thinking for a bit, Muria added, indeed, he held no particular fondness for females with pitch-black skin, even if her facial features were quite appealing.

“Is that so, well, nevermind.” In the face of Dilara’s hopeful gaze, Dragon mother Atreus cast a sealing spell on her still vigorous decapitated body and stored her away.

“You should suppress your regenerative ability; you can just stay in your current state.” In front of Muria, Dragon mother Atreus started to prepare Dilara’s severed head, sealing spells were injected into Dilara’s still bleeding wounds.

This caused Dilara’s neck, which had been squirming as if trying to grow another body, to stop regenerating. This prohibition made Dilara reveal a rare hint of deep-seated hatred in her eyes, but it quickly faded, replaced by a vacant, numb expression.

She was originally the queen of the high and mighty Medis Kingdom, but in less than a day, her kingdom had collapsed and been destroyed. She had been decapitated and was now in this miserable state.

Without a body, her power was reduced to a fraction of what it once was. If she couldn’t regenerate her body, she would forever be in this sorry state. But it’s better to be alive than dead – this was something Dilara understood, to be alive was a show hope, a chance to start over.

“Let’s see you fly.” Having completed the sealing spell, the golden dragon mother casually tossed Dilara’s beautiful head towards the sky. As expected, Dilara’s head floated in mid-air.

“You can try running away, Dilara.” Dragon mother Atreus, staring at the now floating beautiful head with encouraging eyes.

“Do you think I’m a fool, Atreus?” Dilara’s head swiveled, her unflinching gaze met Dragon mother Atreus. “Am I not aware of the prohibitive magic you’ve used on me? The moment I leave your proximity, the prohibition will trigger, punishing me with unbearable torment. Do you really think I would willingly put myself through such pain?”

“Smart, but unfortunately, it’s of no use.” Dragon mother Atreus chuckled endearingly, appearing as innocent as a young maiden. She pointed her finger and a spirit light fell on Dilara’s forehead, knocking her backwards.

“Ah!” A shrill scream echoed. As Dilara’s beautiful head moved to a hundred meters away from Dragon mother Atreus, dazzling lightning flashed, amidst the crackling sounds, dragon flames were ignited.

“Pathetic.” Muria watched in sympathy as due to unbearable pain, the beautiful head flew back to the side of Dragon mother Atreus, Queen Dilara was nothing like she had been, falling from the throne to such a state; it indeed looked quite pitiful.

“Now you know the trigger distance of the prohibition,” Dragon mother Atreus looked at Queen Dilara warmly. The queen now looked miserable, making one feel sympathetic. However, each living creature that gets to hold the throne has traversed mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Especially for the queen of the Zor elves who unified the Dark Region. It is likely that even Rose doesn’t know how much bloodshed her descendant has caused.

“I know.” Having tasted the prohibition sealed within her head by Dragon mother Atreus, Dilara replied somewhat dully. In that moment, she’d suddenly lost confidence in her future. She even felt compelled to end her own life.

“What a ruthless move!” Muria exclaimed to himself, he recognized another side of his mother, or perhaps her true nature. But he wasn’t repulsed, such ruthlessness was necessary for survival in this brutal world. “But that’s how enemies should be treated.”

…

The war was over. With the defeat of Spider Queen Rose’s avatar by Titan Alec, the Medis Kingdom could essentially declared destroyed. And with Queen Dilara’s decapitation, even the fighting spirits of the Zor elves collapsed.

Some legendary Zor elves attempted to flee, were promptly intercepted by ancient dragons tearing through the sky, then sealed and suppressed. A live legendary creature had much more use than a dead one – Muria was not the first to want to utilize legendaries as sources of power.

In this world of Erathia, there were many creatures with unimaginably broad scopes, possessing the power to carry out their thoughts. In fact, there were even those who used real gods and epics as perpetual motion machines – like Mechanism Emperor Osiris of the Titan Tribe.