King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 441 - 441 436 Two-headed Baboon

Chapter 441: Chapter 436: Two-headed Baboon Chapter 441: Chapter 436: Two-headed Baboon For these fools who knew no better, the Titans and Ancient Dragons naturally showed no mercy. If others come with ill intent, then there was no need to greet them with a smile, a punch, and claws were the best ways to welcome them.

“The sky here is becoming more and more like that of Erathia.” After a bout with Balrog Flame Demon, Muria looked to the sky after pondering the problems in their battle.

The azure sky was tinged with gray, reminiscent of skies polluted with smog in his previous world. Clouds were even floating, symbolizing the encroachment and assimilation of the Abyss by the World Laws of Erathia. Furthermore, the poisonous gases in the air had thinned significantly.

“This place is no longer the Abyss!” Under Ansol’s watch, Balrog Flame Demon, who had battled with Muria for almost a year, looked up at the sky with eyes filled with longing, expectation, jealousy, and other complex emotions.

Demons were born in the Abyss but that did not mean they liked the Abyss. They also liked the environment of the Material World, especially the creatures living in it.

“The final war is about to begin.” Muria glanced at Ansol who was supervising him at the side. Without thinking, it was clear that his father would join the war.

It was hard to imagine what the conflict would look like. In the end, the Abyss would fall into a last bout of madness, and powerful Abyssal Demons would emerge in great numbers. Those titled Demon Lords, who existed only in the tales and legends of mortals, would also descend.

Under the clash of laws between the Abyss and the Material World, Erathia would lose its suppression of Otherworldly Organisms. The Demon Lords of the Abyss would definitely not give up this opportunity to harvest numerous souls.

With the addition of the strong beings coming from various continents, Muria couldn’t even imagine how chaotic the Nocchio Subcontinent would be at that time.

“It’s a pity that in this level of battle, I can only be a spectator, unable to participate directly.” Muria was slightly regretful. For such a massive shift that was rare in ten thousand years, he could only watch. The only consolation was that he would benefit after this change was over.

Ansol had already promised that he would rob some Semi-Planes for Muria at that time. As for the specific number, it would depend on Muria’s performance.

The specific meaning of robbery was simple: to make things that didn’t belong to you become yours by force, that was robbery.

According to those legends that were now living in the Nocchio Subcontinent, the Lockman Kingdom, along with the surrounding Dwarf and Dragonman Principalities, as well as the Dark Region, which almost made up a tenth of the Nocchio Subcontinent, all belonged to the Titans and the Metallic Dragon Clan.

The Semi-Planes that would evolve upon them would also belong to the Titans and the Metallic Dragon Clan. These were originally theirs, so obtaining these Semi-Planes cannot be considered as robbery.

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On the tenth year of Muria’s reign over the Lockman Kingdom, Muria was just sixty-four years old. This was an age where mortals were already approaching their twilight, but for Eternal Life Beings this age represented only the very beginning of their long lives.

“How’s the relocation of the refugees going?” Muria, seated on the throne, asked with a furrowed brow.

This was his avatar. His real body was still in the Abyss, but the ministers and nobles below weren’t aware of this.

“Food, clothing, and the temporary tents you’ve ordered to be made can all be distributed now. But there are still many hidden dangers, such as outdoor monsters, and the Demon Beasts that have fallen due to the influence of the Abyss. Without the protection of a city, these commoners are too vulnerable.”

“Do the best you can!” Muria sighed slightly. The world’s swallowing of the Abyss was an opportunity for those above legend, but for those weak lives, it was a catastrophe that could claim their lives at any moment.

Despite the protection of the Titans and Ancient Dragons, uncountable human beings still died in the Lockman Kingdom every day. Legendary Demons could appear anywhere and were unstoppable.

This level of demons, by simply existing, their aura could kill all mortal life in a city. The people whose homes were destroyed and had the chance to become refugees were still considered fortunate. Those who were unfortunate had turned to ashes, their souls devoured, their existence completely extinguished.

Compared to the Nocchio Subcontinent, the Lockman Kingdom was already in a much better situation. Whenever a strong demon appeared and caused great destruction, an Ancient Dragon or a Titan would quickly resolve the situation.

However, when powerful demons appeared in other countries, they often massacred city after city. Bodies piled like mountains and blood flowed like rivers because there was no one in those countries powerful enough to suppress and seal the demons in a short time.

Bones littered the fields, and no rooster crowed within thousands of miles. This was the current situation on the Nocchio Subcontinent, where all intelligent races were faced with population decline. Death and destruction were now the main themes of Nocchio.

This was an inevitable result of the fusion of the world and the Abyss; the Erathia World had to pay a price.

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“Crack!” A piercing shattering sound rang in Muria’s ears, the Titan who had just slashed a wound on the Balrog Flame Demon looked stupified at the cracks under his feet. When he saw the radiant and dazzling light emerging from the cracks, a lethal sense of danger surged in his heart.

“Get out of the way!” The moment his father’s warning rang in his ear, Muria had already instinctively retreated from the cracks, which had expanded into a large chasm and were still spreading.

“What’s that?” Muria watched the light permeating his vision with uncertainty, feeling dizzy after only a short time of staring at this light. Muria seemed to have gathered a lot of information from this light, but upon closer examination, he realized he hadn’t received anything at all.

“Open your eyes and look carefully. This is the materialization of the law, something many legends would never get a chance to see in their lifetime. Try to remember as much as you can, because the next time you want to see it might be after you’ve risen to the epic rank.”

Listening to his father’s words, Muria forced himself to ignore the strong dizziness and the impulse to close his eyes, focusing on the brilliant glow erupting from the broken earth of the Abyss.

Just as Muria’s real body was watching the materialization of the law when a semi-plane was forming, his avatar in the Council Hall suddenly felt a surge of ominous energy.

“A powerful demon has descended on the capital.” Muria’s avatar laughed coldly as he raised his head. His golden eyes flashed as he looked through the roof of the hall to the sky over Scarlet.

The sky, which should have been clear, quickly darkened, and a depressing atmosphere filled the air. The phantom of an ugly monster with snake-like arms, two baboon-like heads, reptilian legs, and a twisted tail slowly emerged in the sky…