King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 615 - 615 611 The Human Origin Conjecture Michaela

Chapter 615: Chapter 611: The Human Origin Conjecture, Michaela Awakens Chapter 615: Chapter 611: The Human Origin Conjecture, Michaela Awakens As the last Locust God gave its final despairing roar before death ensued, Muria beheaded it. Mels, the Abyss Refining Demon standing next to him, smirked as he extracted the god’s soul. Using his talent, Mels condensed it into a crystal clear, radiant soul gem.

“Proceed with the subjugation!” Muria ordered, looking at the Locust Army below that had spent three years in war. They had just witnessed the entire metamorphosis process where their supreme ruler became a giant beast, and their commanding officers were beheaded on the spot while all their legendary Locusts fell.

Horror, bewilderment, despair, fear… all sorts of negative emotions swirled over the hearts of these tens of millions of Locusts.

“Kill anyone who refuses to surrender!” Muria issued what seemed to be an unmerciful order. This is what a ruler should do. His dragons, giants, even the lower-ranking humans were under his command and they will be the ones to handle resource extraction in this world. Leaving Locusts who bear hatred towards him was the biggest irresponsibility he could show to his followers.

His kindness and benevolence should be dedicated to those giants who fought for him, those followers who devoted their whole lives to him, not these humanoid insects from another world.

They seemed pitiful because they were weak, they were the defeated. When they were powerful and ruled over seven small worlds around them, they were arrogant, treating intelligent creatures as livestock.

Of course, one cannot say they were wrong. It was their right as winners. But since they treated the surrounding intelligent races this way, they should not resent Muria for reducing their entire race into a slave class, forcing them to mine and refine gold.

This is what they did to other races. Now, Muria was only making them face the similar treatment. It was fair, at least in Muria’s view.

“Yes, sir!” The Ancient Green Dragon and Mels, the Abyss Refining Demon, executed the orders. This was something they excelled at and loved to do. In the main world, Muria has strictly forbidden them from releasing their nature and indulging in massacre.

So, a large-scale slaughter was unfolded within the Sorlos Locust World. Iron Battleships patrolled around the world while Five Colored Dragons soared in the sky. Various kinds of giants walked through the Locust cities with their pets, following Muria’s orders they defeated all noncompliant Locusts.

From the day Muria’s giant army began to clear the world, the Locust civilization could be declared over. They were to lose their inheritance of knowledge as Muria was to confiscate everything for his own collection and place it in the library of Xena Pus.

Although the Locust race lost their racial inheritance, they had the opportunity to continue as a slave class under Muria, or Xena Pus’s needs.

When Muria first accepted the eight worlds, the fatal weakness of his forces was exposed – there were too few of them. Adding up all the intelligent beasts, there were barely over a million.

This number was decent for a kingdom, but it was nothing for a world. Therefore, Muria could only recruit those intelligent races downcast by the Locusts as his servant race for assistance in administration.

But even so, it was far from enough. Not every world in the vicinity of the Solos World had bred intelligent races. Some were still in a primitive wild era. Let alone, the Locust civilization had slaughtered many indigenous creatures during their conquests. The number of intelligent creatures who responded to Muria’s draft was scarce.

If they didn’t have enough staff for administration, then there was no hope for resource extraction staff. Therefore, transforming the Locust race into a mining slave class was an inevitable matter.

The growth of a strong creature, a power, or even a race, was achieved at the expense of surrounding environment and creatures. This was because resources were limited – the more they had, the less for others. It was a matter of course.

“It seems I have to encourage the birth rate in Xena Pus. And consider the matter of employing the humans.” Muria sighed, sitting in his resurrected God-King Palace. He was feeling the trouble caused by a shortage of manpower.

Therefore, Muria began considering employing humans and forming legions to serve him. After all, his giants were not to be expected for too much within a short period.

Among all the races known for their high birth rates, humans were at the top when it came to potential. Of course, low-ranking demon creatures like Kobold Goblins could reproduce more than humans, but what was the use? Muria didn’t even think they were qualified enough to be cannon fodder.

But humans, a race that went into estrous all year round once they hit puberty, was pretty good. With enough resources, they could have a huge base in a short period. Based on this, enough excellent individuals could be selected to form a legion that supplemented his Void Legion.

“It seems that humans exist for war. Although their lifespan is short, some excellent individuals can have very high power levels in a short period. Plus, even if they die in great numbers due to certain reasons, they can recover quickly thanks to their breeding ability.”

Moreover, the human race, seems to be able to carry the bloodline of any strong creature, a characteristic that other races do not possess,”

Muria fell into deep thought. He had not considered this before, but now that he thought about it, he could notice some extremely exquisite details, “The human race is too abnormal. Through special means, they can even carry the bloodline of a Titan.

If a powerful race gets to the brink of extinction, it can develop a large number of hybrids through humans, and then select the best individuals, ultimately transforming them into pure-blood. This way, the crisis of racial extinction can be directly eliminated.

The Blood Clan can transform humans into their offsprings, as can werewolves. Some strong Dragon Vein Mages can constantly purify their bloodlines until, in the end, there’s no difference between them and a giant dragon.

How can such a species, which more than anything seems like a backup, have been created naturally?”

Muria acted quickly, shaking his head and suppressing these ideas of his, “These things have nothing to do with me, I only need to utilize the feature of humans being able to carry any creature’s bloodline.

I can modify the humans of Xena Pus, implant dragon veins in them, or the lineage of giants, and organize a large-scale Dragonborn Army and Half-Giant legion. This can satisfy my needs in a short time. Let those humans use their military achievements to exchange for this opportunity! Nobody will cherish something they’ve got for free.”

As he pondered, Muria understood how to proceed next. The only thing bothering him now was when he could return to Xena Pus and implement his idea.

“How long until the Super Space Hub is completed?” Muria looked at Gladys, who had more experience than him, and asked.

“Probably, about three more years!” Gladys provided a number that gave Muria a slight headache.

“I have already dispatched all the Cloud Giant casters to construct this Super Space Hub. Why does it still take such a long time?” Muria felt a bit frustrated.

Finally, after conquering the world, returning to Elasia actually took the least amount of time. To construct a super space hub, they merely had to forcefully create a space-time fissure that could connect to Elasia. Given that the materials were prepared, it would typically take between a month to half a year. This was quite short.

“You lack a Legendary Mage to oversee the construction of the Super Space Hub, Prince Muria!” Gladys explained helplessly. Usually, every Void Conquest Legion would have at least one Legendary Mage. Muria was an exception as he almost had none.

“We’re once again short of people! I could pass as a mage, probably?” Muria touched his chin, uncertain. He was quite confident in his mental power and communicating with elements. He wasn’t any lesser than a true Legendary Mage. However, other aspects such as him not having mastered a true Legendary Spell indicated otherwise.

“If your majesty feels able and wants to go back as soon as possible, then participate in the construction of the Super Space Hub!”

“Understood!” Muria rubbed his nose. A half-assed Legendary Mage was still a mage after all…

In the Boundless Heavenly Realm, a grand cloud city surrounded by a radiant column of light shot into the sky. The Blazing Sky Fire danced around it, emitting a majestic aura.

As this light pillar shot up into the sky, the angels who were fighting, singing, reading, and conversing stopped their activities. They looked up at the pillar, then one by one, kneeled and started singing praises.

“Too early!” said an eight-winged Blazing Sky God Descendant, looking dignified as he looked at the pillar in the sky.

“Ilvest, is there a problem? I don’t feel any issues with Michaela’s aura.”

“Her awakening time is too early. She has only been sleeping for five years. She could have obtained more divine nature. According to Grandfather’s prediction, she should have slept for about twenty years.

But now she has just crossed the barrier of becoming a Legend and forcefully awakened herself. My sister, is she so impatient? She can’t even wait for a short fifteen years?”