King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 805 - 805 794 Why Are You Not Willing to Accept This

Chapter 805: Chapter 794: Why Are You Not Willing to Accept This? Chapter 805: Chapter 794: Why Are You Not Willing to Accept This? “Let’s go, Muria. I’ll help you take care of the so-called strongest of the Tidal People’s race!”

“Cough, there’s no need for that, Father.” Seeing his father in such a murderous rage, Muria hurriedly held him back. “Since you have already taken care of the strongest in this world, I can handle the rest myself, it’s quite simple.”

Although the Tidal People’s level of technology had not developed to the point of leaving this world, their civilization structure was already quite advanced, with some resembling the so-called democratic and free countries of his former life, where leadership was chosen through democratic voting.

The ruler among them was not the strongest of the Tidal People’s race, so even if his father killed all the Tidal People’s strong, it would be in vain, and likewise, even if they coerced the highest ruler of the Tidal People through military force, it would be pointless.

Within the Tidal People’s system, their supreme ruler was not for life; they could replace him at any time. So, trying to enslave the entire group by controlling the highest ruler was undoubtedly very unrealistic.

According to Ansol’s method of forceful conquest, killing so many people to make the Tidal People submit would be unthinkable, God knows how many would have to die before they would bow their heads obediently.

After all, unless a civilization’s every individual is driven to despair by overwhelming power, that civilization will not easily submit. Even if a portion of the population is subdued, others will constantly cause trouble, which can be very bothersome, and Muria hates trouble. He wants to conquer once and for all.

“This is just the first world. Since the legend of this world has already been killed, its level of conquest is almost complete. You should go ahead to the next world and help me take care of the legendary creature there.”

Muria wanted to persuade his father to leave first; he truly feared that his father, in a moment of hot-headedness, would tear through this world, which would then be Muria’s loss.

…

After Muria left, Fage obediently complied with all the arrangements from above, cooperating with various political propaganda and quietly awaiting; he believed that Muria wouldn’t deceive him because there was no need to lie to him.

Soon enough, just as Muria had said, a summoning order reached his hands, and Fage immediately got rid of the embarrassing arrangement that had made him a propaganda star.

That very night, he took a private jet to a base located a thousand meters underground and was reunited with his long-missed mech, Aurora.

“How did Aurora end up like this?” Fage looked at Aurora, resembling a giant mummified corpse, in astonishment. Anger of true sentiment colored his face, for the mech had not been in this state when he had left it.

“Your mech has undergone an inexplicable transformation. Its flesh and blood are now almost on par with that of a Disaster Beast, even suppressing it. But because of this, such high-level flesh and blood demand an enormous amount of nutrition, quickly draining energy. To maintain this mech, we need to supply it with the energy of an entire city.

It’s because of such terrifying consumption that we cannot fully power its needs. We’re just maintaining the minimal energy consumption. When it’s time for battle, we’ll continue to charge it, and then Aurora will revert to its condition when you piloted it against the Disaster Beasts.”

“I see.” Fage, who was seething with rage, unclenched his fist and calmed down. With some scientists’ instructions, he started up Aurora and cooperated with various performance tests.

Later, someone claimed they were taking him for a physical fitness test. He was brought to a room where only a very familiar general smiled at him. Then, his consciousness gradually drifted into unconsciousness.

…

“Why are you so angry?” Behind Fage, who was venting his anger, Muria reappeared silently.

By this time, he had seen his parents off. Golden Dragon Mother had intended to see what tricks he was planning to play, but Muria really didn’t trust his Father to act alone, so he asked Golden Dragon Mother to set off together.

“Devil Lord, did you foresee all of this?” Bare-chested and touching the spot on his chest where there was no longer any trace of a cut, Fage looked at Muria with a mixture of anger and sorrow.

“What are you referring to? If you’re talking about the installation of a bomb in your heart, I was right there listening when they were discussing it.” Muria yawned, lazily speaking.

“They treated me like this, even installing a bomb in my heart and calling it a device to monitor the heartbeat.” Fage sneered coldly, face showing disappointment.

“Kid, you’re still too young. If you could’ve looked ahead a bit further, you might have anticipated your current predicament.

I’ve already told you, what makes you think you’re entitled to possess such power that can subvert the civilization you belong to? Without any restrictions, do you think you now have the right to touch this mech?”

“Even if I have this mech, I wouldn’t do anything wrong. I will become a true Mecha Master, protecting all the Tidal People, ensuring that the Disaster Beasts can no longer harm them.”

“Do you think the highest ruling class of your civilization would believe such words?” Muria’s face bore no expression, instead, she looked at him with a pitiful and sympathetic gaze, truly naive and adorable.

“And even if your superiors believe you, are willing to vouch for you, putting shackles on you is a necessary step because the human heart is fickle. Who can guarantee that your mentality won’t change once you have the power to overturn the entire civilization? I’m afraid even you cannot predict that!”

“I can, I will become the most powerful mech warrior, always steadfastly guarding all the Tidal People, protecting them from harm by Superpower Beasts, allowing them to grow freely and happily under this sky.”

“Guarding all the Tidal People, this persistence, I believe you can maintain. But what identity will you maintain it with?” Muria said with a playful smile, watching Fage.

“Will it be as a pawn, constantly at the beck and call of others, or as the king of mechs, standing at the pinnacle, wielding absolute power and authority?”

“…”

“Fage, after experiencing the kind of power that can almost effortlessly destroy an entire city, and when I tell you that this power belongs to you alone, can you still willingly accept your current treatment?”

“…”

“Your mentality has already changed. As a soldier, as a warrior, obedience is your duty, but when the higher-ups arranged for you to participate in propaganda, you felt dissatisfaction because in your heart, you feel they have no right to control you, to command you, right?”

Muria looked at Fage with a smile that sent chills down the young man’s spine, making him involuntarily take a step back.

“Your anger now is because you feel these people have no right to nag at you, and they shouldn’t have implanted a bomb in your heart, right?”

“That’s not it, it’s not like that.”

“There’s no use denying it, such feelings are the most correct.” Muria’s dazzling gold-colored pupils stared intently at the young Tidal Person.

“With the power I’ve given you, you are now the strongest within the Tide Civilization, but as the mightiest mecha master, you lack a corresponding position. Therefore, facing various arrangements, you will feel all sorts of resentment. This is not good, not for you personally, nor for your civilization,” Muria said.

“So, Devil Lord, what do you think I should do?”

“Of course, you should strive. Through your own efforts, achieve a position that matches your strength. A position high enough.”

Muria suddenly flashed in front of Fage, his finger lightly touching his heart, “High enough that no one dares to command you or install such toys in your heart.”

“You want me to…”

“Don’t overthink it, kid.” Muria saw a flame of hatred igniting in his eyes and unceremoniously threw cold water on it, “The Tide Civilization must maintain absolute unity, no splits can occur. My suggestion is that you integrate into your civilization, seeking higher status within the Tidal People’s rules.”

“How could I possibly do that?”

“No need to worry, you now possess strong political capital as the only mech pilot of the world’s strongest mecha. You just have to wait, sooner or later, various forces will come to woo you. Then, you can use their power to climb up step by step.”

“And then reach the highest position where no one can randomly install anything in my body, right? Devil Lord.”

Fage looked fiercely at Muria, “Is this the reason you helped me in the beginning? Your goal isn’t my soul but the entire civilization behind me.”

“Should I call you foolish or clever?” Muria lightly hooked his finger that was pointing at Fage’s heart, and then a tiny chip the size of a thumbnail appeared in his hand, “A truly clever person is one who sees through but does not expose. Once some things are laid bare, they become irreparable.”

“This is…”

“I’ve merely solved a worry for you, what are you surprised about?” Muria’s finger gently patted the young man’s shoulder, “From now on, just go for it! Remember, see more, hear more, learn more, speak less.”