King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 845 - 845 833 Why only hit me and not him

Chapter 845: Chapter 833: Why only hit me and not him? Chapter 845: Chapter 833: Why only hit me and not him? Beneath the distant sea, the waters began to stir, converging into an abyssal trench, and from this swirling vortex, a massive snake-shaped creature emerged, winding its way out.

It had blue-green scales, its head adorned with enormous long horns, and its body was covered with elegant fins, while beneath its belly were four sturdy claws.

With the appearance of this giant beast, the entire sea area started subtly undulating as if it came to life, possessed its own soul, as if a slumbering titan had truly awoken at this moment, or as if the master of this sea domain was welcoming its true lord.

Ao! Having stretched out its true form, the giant beast let out a crisp roar that echoed across the sea area, and then the seabed itself began to tremble slightly, the ocean responding to the call of the giant beast.

And with the beast’s roar, all the creatures in the sea area couldn’t help but worship in the direction of the beast, some of the more elite individuals even swimming instinctively towards it, wanting to follow him.

“Why can’t you just restrain yourself? I hate war!” whispered the blue-green giant beast in the ocean, stirring the currents and raising colossal waves. Yet, strangely enough, even as it churned up such great waves, it did not harm any creature within this sea domain.

It was as if at this moment, all the water in this sea domain had its own life, its own will, and under his manipulation, the water was always the weakest, without the slightest hint of destructive power.

…

In the Titan Clan Lands, a continuous mountain range began to shake, and large chunks of stone fell from the mountains. Then, the range started raising gradually, cracks appearing on the ground, extending and eventually forming a huge elliptical ring, within which a ridge was slowly rising.

As the ridge reached a certain height, a massive head rose slowly, followed by a turtle claw lifting and pressing onto the ground, dragging its enormous body to take one step.

As the Land Emperor Turtle’s other claw had just lifted, the space suddenly vibrated, and a pair of golden eyes appeared in the sky above the ready-to-move mountain.

“Rest easy! You needn’t worry about the matters there; we will repair all the damages.”

Having received the summons, the Land Emperor Turtle slowly lifted its head and silently gazed at the golden pupils above. The claw that had just lifted slowly retracted, and the body that had moved only half a step eased back down into the basin it had just emerged from, its head slowly withdrawing, and its eyes gradually closing.

If it was a matter for the Titans, then there was no need for it to worry. After all, going there would be in vain.

…

“The Legendary Beasts have already been deployed, that was fast!”

“Isn’t this exactly what we had anticipated? But these creatures have nothing to do with Muria; it’s just some impatient individuals who couldn’t wait.”

“It seems we need to control the intensity of this war a bit; otherwise, if we awaken those monsters from ancient times, it would be troublesome. I don’t want to fight them; it’s pointless.”

“I don’t want to fight them either. Tell Muria to control the intensity a bit, and we’ll also warn those individuals not to go too far, or else, we will deal with them ourselves, beyond the world.”

…

In the Senapus Subcontinent, the coastal area,

“Do you feel it? Hybrid, you’ve caused a big trouble,” said the demonic avatar, already bloated to a hundred meters but still pinned under Muria’s foot, sneering at Muria. Though his power had swelled to such extent, he was still being pounded into the ground by Muria.

“What trouble?” Muria kicked the demonic avatar high off the ground with one foot. Without waiting for him to make a move, he swung the Seven Sins Blade, cutting off his legs with one stroke.

“Hmph!” The Fear Demon’s avatar let out a pained grunt. He couldn’t remember how many times he had been cut by the figure in front of him wielding the sword.

Looking at the ground, the Fear Demon saw claws, wings, and horns scattered everywhere, all chopped off by Muria the Hybrid with his sword. But even after being cut by Muria so many times, every limb that had just been severed quickly regenerated and healed.

Lie!

Suddenly, a cry that pierced the sky rang out, and Muria, upon hearing this familiar cry, quickly turned his head to see a giant eagle with long tail feathers, spreading its snow-white wings, flying towards him amidst the swirling storms.

“Titan and dragon’s son, your doom has come. This time, I want to see how you will defend yourself.”

“Hm?” Hearing the words of the demon-possessed deity, Muria roughly understood what was happening. He watched with a smile as the Wind King Hawk, with whom he had made an agreement, circled above him before diving down. Its claws, hard as fine gold, immediately seized the demon-possessed deity.

“!?!” The Fear Demon’s face showed confusion, but before he could react, his body was torn in two by the Wind King Hawk, spilling filthy blood from the sky to the earth, hissing as it fell.

… The Fear Demon, half of whose body was clutched in the hawk’s claws, waited in vain for the hawk to show any inclination to attack Muria and grew impatient.

“What are you waiting for? Why aren’t you attacking him?”

“Screech!” The Wind King Hawk let out a disdainful cry, promptly tearing off the head of the Fear Demon’s avatar. He held no interest in conversing with a deity tainted with the power of the Abyss.

“Why not attack him? I haven’t caused any destruction to this world; all the damage here was caused by this Titan. Why do you not attack him?” the remains of Fear Demon’s avatar roared angrily beneath the hawk’s claws.

“Idiot!” Muria looked at the head, which was the only part left of the Fear Demon’s avatar that was still making noise trying to provoke the hawk to attack him, as if looking at a fool.

“Pop!” Like a watermelon bursting open, the Wind King Hawk crushed the demon-possessed deity’s head, sending filthy debris scattered in all directions. However, before the filth could touch the ground, it was swept up by the winds circling the Wind King Hawk and was directly obliterated, purified away.

“How did you awaken?” Muria looked at the Wind King Hawk, who flew over and swiftly killed the Evil God avatar, and asked with some surprise. He knew the descendants of the Legendary Beasts like the Wind King Hawk held power comparable to deities, and they should not be considered ordinary legends.

Muria had tried several times to slay the Evil God, but only managed to sever some of its limbs, unable to harm its core. As time went by, the demon-possessed deity only grew stronger. If the fight continued, it would become increasingly troublesome, and Muria would have to go to great lengths to achieve victory.

But he had not expected the Wind King Hawk, which had been in slumber, to suddenly wake up and effortlessly slay the demon-possessed deity.

“That’s a question for you. What are you doing? I was sleeping soundly when I suddenly sensed that an area of the world might be devastated by a war, and so I awoke to stop it.”

“Prophetic abilities?” Muria was slightly astonished; the reason he had encountered the Wind King Hawk and built what he now had in Senapus was because the Wind King Hawk had sensed the world trying to merge several layers of the Abyss.

Then, to prevent the anticipated Demon Tide that would follow, the Wind King Hawk, who was journeying around the world, came to the Lockman Kingdom and met Muria. Though there was no direct evidence, Muria believed the Wind King Hawk possessed some unique prophetic ability to foresee disasters that were bad for the world and arrive early to prevent them.

“I was just about to launch a sweeping war on Senapus…” Facing the Wind King Hawk’s question, Muria simplified his war intentions on the Senapus Subcontinent.

“I have already consulted my grandfather about this war, and there won’t be any forces that exceed the limits.” Muria assured the Wind King Hawk, aware of certain unwritten rules within the world.

For example, the highest limit of power within the world is the Legendary Peak. While Epics can unleash power that exceeds this limit within the world, unless absolutely necessary, it is best not to use power beyond the legendary level, as this might provoke the world’s malice, leading to the Legendary Beasts stepping in to suppress it.

Of course, aside from the restriction of best avoiding power beyond the legendary level, even when abiding by the limits and using the power of the Legendary Peak, it is also best to limit the number of creatures participating in the conflict.

This is because too many combatants can easily cause irreversible damage to certain areas of the world, necessitating the world to expend a substantial amount of time and resources for repairs.

“You really know how to cause a stir. This war has only just begun, and it has already alerted me. Moreover, I sense that it wasn’t just me whom you disturbed; several others have also awakened along with me.”

“Will they come to stop this war?” The mention of more than one Legendary Beast rushing this way made Muria’s expression become rather somber,

for the strength of these beasts was well known by the way the Titans conducted themselves—warlike as the Titans were, they did not wish to contend with these beasts, mainly due to the troublesome attributes possessed by the beasts; those who harmed them would be enveloped by misfortune.

“Not necessarily. We do not interfere with mortal wars; we mainly ensure that the intensity of the war doesn’t escalate, keeping the scale of the conflict within certain bounds to prevent any irreversible damage to the world.”