King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 851 - 851 839 The Return of the Dragon King

Chapter 851: Chapter 839 The Return of the Dragon King Chapter 851: Chapter 839 The Return of the Dragon King Zi la—

The shrill sound of a sharp weapon scraping filled the air, as Muria’s Seven Sins Blade clashed with the skeletal sword in Bane’s hand. The sharp blade of the knife directly cut half of Bane’s bone weapon, which had been forcibly enhanced by divine power, and couldn’t compare to Muria’s Exclusive Weapon.

Muria and Bane locked eyes, their crimson gold pupils meeting before they both simultaneously released their own oppressive auras. Their bodies both stiffened at the same time, and a hint of surprise flickered across Bane’s eyes.

Not only was his current body’s physique unable to overpower Muria’s, but when he unleashed his own divine might to compete with the pressure released from Muria, he didn’t gain any advantage whatsoever.

Ten Thousand Dragons!

Tyrant·Anger!

Muria and Bane, transformed into avatars, made the surrounding air seem as if it was about to solidify. They executed their sword techniques and slashed at each other simultaneously.

Myriad sword lights were slashed out by Muria, turning into dragon shadows that pounced towards Bane’s avatar, seemingly desiring to tear his body to shreds. But Bane didn’t dodge or avoid, not taking any defensive stance, resolutely swinging the sword in his hand to slash towards Muria.

Confronted by the oncoming sword lights, Muria also didn’t attempt to dodge; after all, he had the Saintly Imperial Abyss with him—he was thicker-blooded. In a head-on clash, who would fear who!

The sword blade, filled with tyrannical intent, fell on Muria’s chest. It felt to him as though he had been struck by a giant hammer, his body directly flung away by the sword.

Pu chi!

Muria was slashed and sent flying, but Bane’s avatar didn’t have an easy time either. Countless blade lights penetrated his body, then flew out. In just a few breaths, Bane’s avatar was chopped up beyond recognition, nearly reduced to an unhuman form. And his head was severed by Muria’s blade.

But it was of no use; the nearly mangled headless corpse strode towards Muria, swinging the skeletal sword in hand, and cleaved down with another strike. At the same time, the chilling injuries on his body started to heal at a visibly rapid rate,

Furthermore, the head that was split into the sky also adjusted its position. It opened its mouth and spewed out a blood-colored divine rainbow at Muria, a slight prickling sensation emerging all over Muria’s body.

Several ribs in his chest that had been split by the recent sword strike were quickly healing. Muria rapidly adjusted his stance, blocked the skeletal sword wielded by Bane’s headless body with the Seven Sins Blade, then drew out the Demonsweeper Sword and counterattacked with a sword light. He shattered the rainbow spat at him and also split Bane’s avatar’s head into two halves.

But it had no effect. Bane controlled his body, forcing Muria to retreat, then caught the two head halves that shot rapidly from the sky, placing them on his neck. All the wounds healed in an instant.

“Not bad, I misspoke before, you are not an ant!” Bane moved his neck a couple of times and a smile appeared on his face. None of those who ascend to the status of a deity are mediocre. Even if some reach godhood by luck, they are soon killed and replaced by others.

“You’re worth my getting a little serious!” As his voice fell, Muria saw a crimson gold divine rainbow fall from the sky, covering Bane’s avatar within it.

Before Muria could make a move, the divine rainbow disappeared, and Bane’s avatar, which originally wielded a casually condensed skeletal sword without any equipment, now looked different. In his hand appeared a heavy sword flashing with radiant blood-colored divine light, and a set of thick black armor materialized on his body.

“Now we have a fight on our hands!” Seeing this, Muria’s lips twitched. Dealing with this divine incarnation was already difficult; now it was even more troublesome.

Boom—

Bane lunged forward two steps, instantly vanished from his original place, and appeared right in front of Muria, his battle sword cleaving down. He did not use any spatial power, but relied on the strong physique of this avatar to achieve an effect akin to instant transmission. Ordinary beings, like the elf who was already dumbfounded at the side, couldn’t even catch the movement of this divine incarnation.

Zheng—

Muria lifted the Demonsweeper Sword and the Seven Sins Blade in his hands, blocking Bane’s heavy sword. Where the three weapons crossed, a shock wave spread, and the ground around seemed like the surface of the sea blown by the wind, with ripples surging.

…

“How many Evil Gods have sent down their avatars now?”

“The third, but this is just the beginning. As we go on, those deities will send down avatars more frequently and in greater numbers.”

“This good fortune of fighting against divine incarnations can’t be enjoyed by Muria alone; it wouldn’t be fair to the other youngsters in the clan. Pass down the orders, let those youngsters all head to the Senapus Subcontinent battlefield. We can’t miss this chance to battle the deities.”

“Doing so might make those Evil Gods think our Titan Tribe is declaring war on them.”

“Is it more important for our clan’s youngsters to get experience, or to avoid misunderstandings with those Evil Gods?”

“Of course, it’s more important for those youngsters to get ample training. If there is a misunderstanding, so be it, it’s not the end of the world.”

“So, whatever attitude those Evil Gods have is irrelevant, as long as they earnestly serve as useful sparring partners. If they dare to make any extraneous moves, then their place will simply be taken by someone else!”

“That settles it then. Also, inform that Muria kid not to hog all the glory for himself! He can’t handle that many Deity avatars alone.”

Following the commands issued by the overseeing Epic Titans, in the Titan Ancestral Land, all spirits born of the Blood of Titans and gifted with wisdom began to communicate with their own masters, conveying the epic command to them.

When the legendary Titans heard the opportunity to battle the avatars of Deities, each one immediately made their decision to return to the Clan Land, and then had their spirits transport them to the battlefield on Senapus.

…

“Master, after the decision of the five Epic Titans just now, in the next ten days, there will be twenty-one legendary Titans arriving at the battlefield you are in. Please be prepared to make the necessary arrangements and coordination,” Muria, who was in the midst of locking swords with an avatar of an Evil God, was suddenly startled by the message from his spirit, and then took a heavy hit from the sword of Bane, who had seized the opportunity.

But as Muria was reeling from the hit, with his blood and energy churning, he didn’t hesitate to thrust his weapon through the avatar of the opposing deity. Bane’s armor seemed heavy, but its defensive power was far less than that of Muria’s own Saintly Imperial Abyss.

“Why are the epic ancestors sending so many legends over? I don’t need support right now,” Muria grumbled to Cassio.

“The Epic Excellencies believe it to be a waste to have you alone face so many Divine avatars. They cannot allow you to monopolize the battle. By the way, Master, three legendary Titans are currently being transported to your position. Please get ready to receive them,” Cassio replied.

…

Erathia World Community, border

A crack in the Void opened, and then a Dragon Claw reached out from it, followed by a slim Golden Giant Dragon radiating golden light flying out, its eyes betraying a hint of fatigue.

“Erathia, I have finally returned!” Looking at the radiant World Community before it, the elegant Golden Giant Dragon expressed its feelings with a sigh, “I wonder if Dimos has become Dragon King yet? If he hasn’t succeeded, I might well give him a lift. After so many years of my absence, I wonder how Atris is doing now. According to the time, she should be married by now, and I suppose she should have given me a grandchild.”

After expressing its homesickness upon returning to its homeland, the Dragon King remembered the trouble it had caused in the Void, “I need to find a way to sell the secret technique I obtained from the Void at a good price, and meanwhile shake off the trouble I stirred up there. Otherwise, I’m going to be hunted every once in a while, which is really bothersome!”

“Titan Tribe or Blazing Sky God Race?” Without any surprise, the Golden Dragon decided on its buyers because even in its homeland, only these two races could withstand the retaliation from the force whose secret technique it had stolen.

“Actually, there isn’t much difference. These two races have long since formed an alliance. Selling to either is the same. Or maybe I should simply sell to both at once! That seems somewhat too unscrupulous. Forget it, I’ve offended so many epics in the Void, I should be more honest after returning home!”

Having finished its considerations, the Golden Dragon flew towards the center of this World Community, the Erathia World, at great speed. However, it had barely flown less than a light-year when one after another, massive wheels of light appeared in front of it, blocking its path and sealing off the space in this sector of the stars.

“What is this?” The Golden Dragon looked bewildered at the appearance of the immense being before it, resembling a deity. It didn’t recall encountering such a presence when it had left this world.

“Golden Dragon?” As thirteen wheels slowly rotated, emitting forces that twisted space-time, a giant humanoid figure slowly materialized before it. He gazed at the Dragon King who had come from abroad, fell into silence for a moment, and then asked the question.

“What existence are you? Epic? Or Deity?” The Golden Dragon asked with a trace of alarm and uncertainty.

“I am a Star Patroller, the guardian of the World Community! Charged with the duty to repel all invasive epics.”

“I’m not an invasive epic. I am a Golden Dragon born in the Erathia World!”

“Then, pardon my intrusion, newly-ascended Dragon King, may I have your name?” The Star Patroller quickly recognized the unfamiliar aura of the Golden Dragon as truthful.

“Yalista Ferganilo!”

“Congratulations to you, Yalista Dragon King! I wish you an early ascend to Eternity!” After saying this, the deity-like Star Patroller slowly faded into the Void.