King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 854 - 854 842 I Want to Go See My Grandson

Chapter 854: Chapter 842 I Want to Go See My Grandson Chapter 854: Chapter 842 I Want to Go See My Grandson “So stubborn, sooner or later you’re going to become a Dragon God anyway, why make excuses now?”

Within the Temple of All Gods, a deity reflected upon the scene of Yarista’s refusal to ascend and sneered, but all the deities who heard him say these words could sense the sourness in his voice. It was pure envy.

“Perhaps she wants to become stronger before ascending to godhood. With her current strength, ascending would only make her a deity with weak divine power, which is completely uninteresting. It would be better to remain as the Dragon King, free and unfettered.”

“Not necessarily, the world has already changed. The Dragon Race, Titan Tribe, and Blazing Sky God Race have formed an alliance. The previous ascension of the Dragon King mainly happened because they lacked the secret method to obtain source power, but now that’s different.”

“What a joke, if the Dragon Race doesn’t have the corresponding secret method, why would the Titans and Blazing Sky Gods exchange such a thing with them?”

No matter how the deities within the Temple of All Gods debated and judged, the fact that the newly risen Dragon King Yarista had refused to become a deity was undisputed. Now there was one more being in the world who the deities could not afford to offend.

“As of now, refusing to become a deity and choosing to steadfastly continue on the path of the Dragon King is the best choice, quite the intelligent child.”

Perched upon the Divine Throne, the Platinum Dragon God Bahamut watched another of his descendants become a Dragon King, a look of gratification in his eyes. The emergence of each Dragon King represented another expansion of the Dragon Race. The Dragon King could very effectively and directly slow the decline of the Dragon Clan Bloodline.

After a new Dragon King emerged, a batch of ancestral Giant Dragons could be created, and even the bloodline tier of the Dragon Race could be elevated within a certain area, so the importance of a Dragon King to the Dragon Race is naturally self-evident.

“This Dragon King, if I remember correctly, is she the mate of Dimos?”

“That’s correct, a remarkable pair of Dragon Kings within one lineage.”

“So, does this mean that the epic that backs that Titan and Dragon child has gained one more figure? Will he stir up even greater upheavals in the future?”

“Given his background now, what difference does it make if there’s one more or one less epic figure? No ordinary being can afford to provoke him.”

“That’s also true!”

…

“Just like that, you refused? You really are decisive. How do you feel now?” Seeing her mother cleanly discard that one divine attribute, the Golden Dragon Mother Atris asked with interest.

“An opportunity that could have doubled my power instantly was thrown away by me, what do you think my mood is?” Yarista sidelong glanced at her daughter, retorting.

“Pretty cool!”

“Hehe!” Yarista let out a cold laugh upon hearing the words of the Golden Dragon Mother, “I tell you, as long as I’m willing, that divine attribute would appear before me at any time. I can choose to ascend to godhood whenever and wherever I want.”

“Ts, that’s too cool!” Hearing her mother’s words, Atris’s face showed a look of amazement. For epics, this is common knowledge, but for other beings, this is undoubtedly a secret.

“Given that, does that mean other epics receive the same treatment as you, that they too have a divine attribute they can merge with at any time?”

“Pretty much!”

“If that’s the case, I’d really like to meet the Shiyu Dominator and the Ancient Prison Master, to see what kind of divine attributes they possess.”

“Shiyu Dominator? Ancient Prison Master? Those two titles sound so familiar. Where have I heard them before?” Yarista mused upon hearing her daughter mention these two titles; she remembered she had seen these names in a very old book before.

“They’re the titles of the two Titan rulers!”

“You’ve seen them?” Yarista finally recalled the names of these once world-renowned Titans. But what startled her was her daughter’s familiar tone.

These two rulers achieved their epics so long ago that their deeds were beyond counting, and apart from them, few knew about it. Such beings, even if she were to meet them, she’d have to address them as big figures. In the circle of epics, she was still a newcomer just entering the scene.

“Seen them, a few times!” The Golden Dragon Mother nodded nonchalantly.

“Impossible! How could such beings possibly deign to interact with you?”

“I am now a daughter-in-law of the Titan Tribe, why can’t they interact with me? I even continued the Titan bloodline for them.”

“Honestly, with the way you are, forcibly pushing down a Titan and having a child with him, I’m already surprised that you haven’t been killed by the Titan epics for desecrating the bloodline.”

“What nonsense are you spouting? I didn’t force anything, it was Ansol who pushed me.”

“Hehe!” Just as her daughter understood her, she too understood the daughter she had taught very well.

“Since you recognize these two Dominators, you will take me to the Titan Clan Lands later, and introduce me to them! These two big figures are influential enough, I want to discuss some matters with them thoroughly.”

“Do you have any other matters at hand? If you want to go, I can take you there right now!”

“I’ve just returned home after much difficulty, of course, I want to visit my family. Since Dimos isn’t here, then I will go see my grandson and my Blazing Sky God Descendant granddaughter-in-law.”

“Then let’s go!”

…

“Your Majesty, are you just going to watch and not join the battle?”

The Ancient Amethyst Dragon, whose divine power had been dispelled by Muria and whose body had recovered but vitality greatly diminished, coiled on the ground and addressed Muria standing beside him.

“I would like to join the battle, but these fellows won’t allow it,” Muria replied expressionlessly to the Ancient Amethyst Dragon’s query, staring at the battlefield before her.

The three Titans who had arrived were now relegating her to the sidelines, taking complete control of the battle against the Avatar of the Tyrant God. They took turns engaging the Divine Incarnation in a rotational fight, treating it like a divine punching bag that could move.

Compared to the bored Muria, the Avatar of the Tyrant God Bane felt extremely awkward. He now felt embarrassed by the turn of the battle, but not fighting would seem cowardly and would cause a loss of face.

If only there were a way for the Tyrant God Bane to gracefully withdraw, he would immediately dismantle this avatar. Ever since those three legendary Titans arrived, his dignity as a deity had been trampled upon, and he could not regain the upper hand.

“Pitiful!” This was Muria’s assessment of the Tyrant God Bane at this moment. If possible, she would like to ask the avatar of this deity with significant divine power, “Do you feel awkward now? Any thoughts?”

The three who had just been notified hastened to the scene, evidently displaying no reverence for the Tyrant God.

In their eyes, Bane’s avatar was probably akin to a top-notch sparring partner with superior skills and great resilience who did not require a salary.

Hmm? Just then, Muria, who had been observing the battle, looked up into the distance and sensed two very familiar presences approaching. One of them was indeed her Dragon mother Atreus, while the other was rather strange—familiar, yet exceptionally foreign, giving him a feeling akin to that of his grandfather Dimos.

“Titans, are you worried you cannot win? Not only did you send three Titans, but now you’ve even invited a Dragon King? With this, what’s the point of fighting?”

And just then, Bane, who was entangled in an evenly-matched battle with the legendary Titans, also sensed the rapidly approaching Dragon King. He immediately grasped this opportunity and took his leave.

“Hmph!” He let out a disdainful and proud snort, filled with various implications, and then he abruptly released control over his avatar and drew back his consciousness and Divine Artifact.

For a legend, retreating without a fight and dismantling one’s avatar was not shameful—it was a timely cutback, a move befitting of a wise deity.

As a result, Bane’s attentively created body fell backward, lying motionless on the ground as the life force swiftly faded. The sudden turn of events stunned the Titan he was fighting against. As he came out of his daze, his excited expression from the battle turned dissatisfied.

He turned his head toward the distance and also sensed the two presences racing toward them. One of these presences was immensely vast, and it was this very presence that gave Bane a valid reason to retreat.

“Cough, uncles, there will be more days to battle against gods in the future…” Seeing the few Titans feeling discontent because their opponent had been scared away, Muria approached and consoled them. The one who followed her mother was undoubtedly closely related to her.

“Yo, Muria, did you just finish a battle?” Soon, the Golden Dragon Mother appeared in Muria’s view. Without any hesitation, she stood beside Muria and then gazed down at the grievous battlefield below.

Meanwhile, a golden-haired beauty resembling the Golden Dragon Mother by about seventy to eighty percent stood not far from Muria, sizing him up.

“We were still fighting, but thanks to you, this war has ended,” one of the legendary Titans spoke, looking toward the Dragon King Yarista with a neutral tone.

“It seems I have indeed disturbed your battle,” Yarista smiled. Knowing the nature of the Titans, she added, “For that, I am truly sorry, but my urgency to see my grandson was great, and I hope you can understand.”

“We dare not, sir. Such battles will be numerous in the days ahead, and it is nothing.” Hearing Yarista apologize, the Titans showed a touched expression, without a trace of resentment in their hearts. After all, a legend is a legend, and they must maintain their respect for it.

“You are my maternal grandmother!” Muria’s eyes revealed amazement as he looked at the grandmother before him who was like a sister to his mother. This presence… seemed to be that of a Dragon King. If that were the case, his background had just grown stronger.

“You may simply call me grandmother,” Yarista said with a beaming smile. Before coming to the world of Elasia, she had already learned that her daughter had only given birth to him, a single descendant from her and Dimos’ second generation.