King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 835 - 835 823 Do what you want to do without any

Chapter 835: 823 Chapter Do what you want to do, without any reservations! Chapter 835: 823 Chapter Do what you want to do, without any reservations! It took Muria less than half a year to unify the entire Shadow Wasteland World, just as he had originally planned, with all battles and conflicts controlled at the top level, not affecting the grassroots. When he had dealt with all legendary shadow giants and had them all subdued, that world could be considered pacified.

Moreover, the pacification was without future troubles because the rule of the previous two Titans had laid a very solid foundation for Muria’s rule. The shadow giants here did not resist being ruled by Titans, even quite the opposite, they were very happy to be governed by Titans.

And the million-strong shadow giant legion that Muria brought with him, a mere demonstration of armed might, made many of the shadow giants of the Jiufeng Dynasty decide to follow Muria with unwavering loyalty, ready to fight for Muria.

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“What do you plan to do next, Muria?” When Muria returned to Xena Pus with an aura of slaughter, Michaela, who was recuperating in Xena Pus, found him.

“You know, Mija.” Muria came to Michaela’s side, embraced her, and caressed her flat abdomen with his hand.

“For such matters, I suggest you first consult with your elders! The implications are too significant.”

“Hmm! I know, I plan to go and ask. If it doesn’t work out, I’ll find another way.” Muria, who had come back specially to see Michaela because he had missed her during their half-year separation, immediately got up, preparing to head to the Titan Islands.

“Muria, are you preparing to return to the Titan Islands? I’ll come with you. It’s a good opportunity to ask those elves why your leaf of the World Tree has not been delivered up to now.”

Upon hearing Muria’s words, Golden Dragon Mother, who had come back with him and was displaying an affectionate expression, immediately interjected.

“After I handle the main issue, I will go to the Eternal Island of Elves and inquire!” Muria nodded. What was his belonged to him and nobody else could touch it. If it was meant to be his, then it must be his.

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Titan Clan Lands

Spirit Cassio materialized and watched as Muria and Golden Dragon Mother slowly descended from the sky, respectfully bowing slightly to them.

“Master Muria! Old Mistress!”

“Cassio! Take me to my grandfather’s Wilderness.” On hearing Spirit refer to his mother as ‘Old Mistress,’ Muria almost wanted to laugh, but he held back.

“As you wish.”

“Cassio, isn’t there a problem with your title? Where have I aged?” Compared to Muria, who wanted to laugh but restrained himself, Golden Dragon Mother’s anger was quite apparent on her face; she really hated people calling her ‘old’ now.

“It is a term of respect. Since Master Muria is now married, calling you ‘Mistress’ seems somewhat inappropriate…”

Muria, with a smile on his face, listened to Cassio’s explanation to his mother and stepped into the already constructed teleportation gate…

“Muria, have you broken through to High-level Legendary? Not bad, such a speed is among the elite even within the Titan race.” Seeing Muria, brought there by the Thunder Wolf Dragon, the Titan seated upon the mountains slowly opened his eyes and, after observing him for a moment, a look of admiration appeared on his face.

Upon hearing this, Muria was slightly startled. Clearly, even within the Titan clan, his speed of advancement was not extraordinary; it merely ranked among the elite and was not the fastest. Muria knew there were Titans who had advanced even quicker than he had.

To this result, Muria didn’t feel surprised. In the Titan clan, where everyone was legendary upon reaching adulthood, it was entirely normal for several geniuses to have a faster promotion pace than him.

“Muria, do you have business here?” After the praise, the Lord of the Wilderness, Akmonde, began to inquire about Muria’s purpose.

“There is something I want to ask you, Grandfather.”

“What do you wish to ask?”

“You know that I was once pursued by an avatar of an Evil God on the Senapus Subcontinent. Now that I have some capability, I want to repay blood with blood, tooth for a tooth.”

“What do you wish to do?”

“Level the Senapus Subcontinent to the ground, depriving those evil gods of their faith foundation.”

“Hmm!” Akmonde, Lord of the Wilderness, nodded upon hearing Muria’s words, his expression unchanged as if what Muria mentioned was as simple and mundane as eating or drinking.

“May I proceed with this?”

“Why not?” Only then did a hint of surprise show on Akmonde’s face, seemingly puzzled by Muria’s question, “What are you concerned about? The evil gods?”

“Flattening an entire subcontinent seems to have a significant impact, could this cause some divine beings to have reservations?”

This was the question Muria had come to the Titan Islands to ask, not hesitating to disturb his grandfather. With his current identity, the impact of leveling a subcontinent was indeed too great. To the outside world, it could easily be interpreted as the three races, the Titan tribe, the Blazing Sky God Race, and the Dragon Race, uniting to achieve something, causing many powers to feel uneasy. Muria was concerned about the effects on his race’s plans.

“You are concerned about the other divine beings? Such thoughts are meaningless. Do what you wish! You need not have any reservations.”

“I understand.”

“Go, do what you wish to do, for you have the entire Titan Tribe behind you.”

With a wave of his hand, the master of the wilderness summoned a space rift beneath Muria’s feet. Muria’s body uncontrollably fell into it and then he was back in the courtyard of the Titan Clan Land, where he saw two familiar figures, the explaining Cassio and the wrathful Golden Dragon Mother.

Just as Muria left his grandfather’s savage wilderness, Akmonde looked up at the sky and then summoned with a gesture. Beside him, the continuous mountains crumbled, and a double-edged battle-axe with a fierce aura of slaughter and towering evil charged into the sky, then landed in the master of the wilderness’s hands.

“Go! Watch over those divine beings. No matter who it is, if there’s any superfluous movement, chop them directly,” Akmonde whispered, then looked up, gazed into the void for a moment, and hurled the battle-axe in his hand.

The battle-axe buzzed, turning into a crimson-gold divine rainbow, tearing through space, and disappearing into it. Finally, the battle-axe, stained with the blood of more than a dozen deities, appeared above the Senapus Subcontinent, known as the Evil God’s Paradise.

With a hum, the battle-axe released an astonishing murderous aura that shot up into the sky, then it contained all its might and slowly vanished into the void as if it had never been there.

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“One is not enough to deter them,” murmured the Mechanism Emperor Osiris from within the Eternal Sky City, looking up at the crimson gold rainbow streaking across the sky.

Then, the Eternal Sky City under Osiris’s feet began to shake slightly, and at the edge, a smooth rift started to spread. After a series of mechanical friction and reassembly sounds, a small Sky Mechanical City took shape. Filled with powerful kinetic energy, it quivered slightly and then tore through space to enter it, finally appearing above the Senapus Subcontinent as well. However, it kept a low profile, vanishing soon after its arrival.

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Ulysses, the Abyssal Lord, looked up at the sky, then down in silence. With a clench of his hand, amidst the vast sea of magma in the center of the layer of the Abyss he was in, a crimson battle halberd flew out and landed in his hand. Then, like the master of the wilderness, he cast it into the void.

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“Those minor gods likely won’t dare to move, but those old fellows who’ve lived long enough might still stretch out their claws. Little guy, I’ll help you out this once.”

A world with complete rules trembled slightly and emerged from the void. Then, a weapon resembling both a scepter and a battle halberd flew out from it.

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With the wilderness master setting the precedent, one after another, the Epic Titans hurled their exclusive weapons into the fray, and it was not until the Shiyu Dominator called a halt that no more epics continued to throw their weapons.

For Titan, an exclusive weapon is an extension of its own body. Outside of battle situations, one exclusive weapon represents one Titan. A weapon hovering above the Evil God’s Paradise is tantamount to an Epic Titan watching over the place.

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“What are the Titans up to? Can’t they stay quiet for a while?”

“Are they intending to make a move on the Evil God’s Paradise?”

“Why target the Evil God’s Paradise? Isn’t the fall of so many divine beings before not enough?”

Many epic weapons tore through space, finally appearing over Xena Pus. Naturally, such activities alarmed the gods above, who looked down and their faces showed various expressions.

Every deity felt that this period was particularly tough to endure because the epics were just too active.

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“So? Have you finished discussing the matter you wanted to talk about with your grandfather?” asked the Golden Dragon Mother as she approached Muria in the courtyard after he returned, correcting Cassio’s way of addressing her.

“It’s settled!”

“In that case, come with me to the Eternal Island of the Elf Race.”

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“Atris, why are you here again?” A roaming elder of the Elf Race frowned upon encountering the Golden Dragon Mother accompanying Muria in the sky. His face unabashedly displayed his displeasure, almost as if the words “not welcome” were written across his forehead.

“What’s the matter? As a Golden Dragon, am I not allowed in Elf territory?”

“We naturally welcome other Golden Dragons, but as for someone like you…”

“Someone like me, what?”

“Heh!”

“Never mind, I am broad-minded and won’t quibble with you. This time, I have come to settle an account with you.”

“What account?”

“My son, Muria, is now a Titan of the legendary seven realms. Yet, so far, he has not received a single leaf from the World Tree that your Elf Race provides. Don’t you think you owe an explanation for this?”