King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 859 - 859 847 The True Epics

Chapter 859: Chapter 847 The True Epics Chapter 859: Chapter 847 The True Epics “Thank you for your trouble, Radiant God!” The Shiyu Dominator greeted the figure, dragging the three-headed Evil God into the great hall.

“Merely performing my duty!” The Stellar Wanderer, known as the Radiant God, threw the half-debilitated, forcefully shrunk three-headed Evil God onto the floor, “These three-headed Evil Gods, what do you want to do with them? So weak! Almost useless to you!”

“These three Evil Gods chased us here because of our actions; behind them is a powerful race. We need to interrogate them to understand more; we may have to wage war against their race.”

“Oh!” Even the announcement from the Epic Titan about waging war on an Epic Race beyond the Void didn’t faze the Radiant God; it’s not like he hadn’t fought before, “So are you handling what’s next?”

“Yes, leave it to us!” the Shiyu Dominator responded, “Since you captured these three-headed Evil Gods, we will give you a corresponding reward. Let’s say three medium-sized worlds.”

“One is enough!” The Radiant God waved his hand, dismissing the offer casually, glancing at the three Evil Gods lying on the ground, trying to speak but unable to emit their Soul Sounds due to their sealed souls, “These ‘wastes’ aren’t worth that much.”

“…” Muria’s mouth twitched, then he restrained himself from laughing; in such a setting, it was best for someone of his comparatively weak power and junior ranking not to get carried away.

“Your Excellency Yarista, are these the Outer Realm Evil Gods that pursued you?” Inquired a Blazing Sky God, looking curiously at the Evil Gods lying on the ground, now severely beaten and sealed, with scarcely any strength left.

“It’s them!” Yarista looked at the beaten Evil Gods with a complex expression; these were the ones who had chased her across countless worlds.

Now, these fellows lay like several insects here, unable to move even an inch, their ability to emit the Soul Sound sealed.

“Let us first interrogate them, listen to what these fellows have to say! We need more intelligence! After all, we cannot underestimate an Epic Race.”

The Shiyu Dominator undid some of the seals on the three Evil Gods, allowing them the ability to speak once again.

“You lords of the foreign demon realm, hurry up and release us. We are members of the Heavenly Demon Clan; otherwise, you will face a calamity beyond resistance.”

Not a single Epic or Blazing Sky God responded to them; they all just watched, expressionless, as the three captured Evil Gods, still uncooperative, continued to perform their act.

“Do you know the consequences of attacking us? This is declaring war on our Demon Race; do you know the fate of those who oppose the Heavenly Demon Clan?” Even with no response from the Epics, the three foolish Evil Gods continued to threaten aggressively.

“Oh!” Only one Epic Titan responded languidly to the battered, still defiant, and threatening Outer Realm Evil Gods.

“What fate?”

“You will all fall, your Mother World will be destroyed, all the stars’ lights in your World Community will dim, everything will fall into silence. All creatures and races associated with you will be slaughtered to the last, everything will be exterminated!”

Still, no one responded to the three fools; at this level, they no longer displayed any signs of shock or rage at such words.

“Spare us your meaningless rubbish. I have a few questions, just answer them honestly!” The Mechanism Emperor, growing impatient with the Evil Gods who kept spouting threats, said.

“In your race, how many are there like you?”

“Don’t know!”

“Countless!”

“Many.”

“…” The Mechanism Emperor stared at them coldly, then asked the second question, “How many are stronger than you?”

“Don’t know!”

“Very many!”

“…”

“Your Excellency Yarista, approximately how long would it take to travel from the Demon exotic race’s ruled Community to our World Community?” The Mechanism Emperor, having failed to extract any information, asked Yarista, needing to know how much time he had for interrogation.

“From their world, it took me a little over a hundred and twenty years to get back to the Erathia World Community.”

“A hundred and twenty years, huh.” The Mechanism Emperor nodded, getting the gist, seeing he had ample time to interrogate the three Evil Gods. He looked up at the Shiyu Dominator, “May I take these three Evil Gods for interrogation?”

“Twenty years of time. Come up with some results, or someone else will take over,” The Shiyu Dominator advised the junior before him, knowing this junior had devised a device capable of extracting Evil God power.

“No problem.” The Mechanism Emperor immediately assured, looking at the three Evil Gods with a hint of a smile.

“What do you want to do? I warn you, if you dare to harm us, those true Kings of the Sky Demon Clan will not let you off!”

“Demon King?” Ancient Prison Master seized upon the term, “How strong are your Demon Kings?”

“How strong? Describing those supreme beings in terms of strength and quantity is an insult to them. They are the most exalted existences, capable of destroying a great world with a mere thought.”

The Four-Edge Demon Lord said proudly. This was the reason he could still maintain his prideful attitude before so many demon lords of exotic realms.

“Hmm!” Shiyu Dominator remained unmoved. Destroy a great world? It sounded quite formidable, but he had done it before, “How many Demon Kings are there in your clan?”

“Seven!” Four-Edge Demon Lord felt fully confident.

The Ancient Prison Master, Shiyu Dominator, and many of the Blazing Sky Gods showed no reaction.

“What’s the matter? Scared? Release us quickly, and if we’re in a good mood, we might even spare your lives.”

“Mechanism Emperor, take them away! Try to interrogate them for more information!” Shiyu raised his hand again and took back the speaking rights from these three-headed evil gods.

“Yes! I will do it quickly!” The Mechanism Emperor walked down from his throne, grabbed the three-headed exotic evil gods, and left.

“Your Excellency Yarista, please leave us for now. If there are further matters to discuss later on, we will notify you.”

The Shiyu Dominator who seemed to have more to discuss with the Blazing Sky God Race turned to Yarista.

“Alright, I shall take my leave!” Yarista, who had obtained forty standard units of source power, smoothly agreed. These were matters for negotiation between the Titan Tribe and the Blazing Sky God Race; a newly ascended Dragon King like her should not meddle unnecessarily.

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“Mother, you have now become the Dragon King yet still need the protection of other beings. How do you feel about this?”

“How do I feel?” Her expression eased, and Yarista became more lively as she looked at her daughter, sporting a satisfied smile,

“Of course, it feels great to have a backing! I never thought the problem that troubled me for so long would be solved so simply.”

“…” Muria, who had left the council hall of the Epic Titan, remained silent. He had witnessed the entire process and gained more insight. Yet now, he had a premonition that an unprecedented war was about to break out.

However, the threshold for this war was incredibly high, so high that the current Muria simply could not cross it. It was a war that only Epics could participate in.

This war was something Muria suspected he wouldn’t even qualify to observe, and had it not been for his maternal grandmother bringing him here, he might not have even heard the news.

“I got forty drops of source power this time. Looking back at all the times I’ve been hunted, it was worth it!” Yarista said contentedly.

With this source power, she could enter the second realm of Epic, Pseudo-realm, with no problem at all. She easily surpassed the accumulation of tens or even hundreds of thousands of years by ordinary Epics.

“You came with me this time, and as you were present, you each get two drops of source power!” Yarista, who had become suddenly wealthy, generously offered.

“No need. This is the compensation you earned through hard work. Each drop of source power should belong to you alone. Keep it for yourself!” The usually greedy Golden Dragon Mother decisively rejected her mother’s generosity this time. At nearly six hundred years old, she refused to live off the rewards her mother had risked her life for; she wouldn’t lose that much face!

She desired source power, but she would earn it herself after she ascended to the Legendary Peak with her own capabilities.

“I can’t spend so much at once! Look, I got so much this time, giving you two drops each won’t matter!”

Yarista was still eager to share her newfound fortune with her offspring.

“Mother, you can give us two drops of source power this time to help us ascend to Epic, but what about after that?”

Golden Dragon Mother stood in the air, her expression serious as she faced her mother. Her perspective was far-reaching, becoming a Dragon King was a minor goal she set for herself, not her ultimate pursuit. She aspired to become an existence like the Ancient Prison Master or Shiyu Dominator, whose mere existence could compel a medium-sized world to fear and tremble as it offered up source power.

“Now you let me and Muria easily ascend to Epic, but what about later? If we want to go further on the Path to Epic and need more source power, will you still be able to provide it?”

“That… grandson, don’t take your mother’s side on this. Take your share.” Seeing her daughter’s firm stance, Yarista did not insist, instead turning her attention to Muria.

“Grandmother, to ascend to Epic, one must obtain source power, which requires undergoing a very difficult process beforehand. Only after enduring that can obtaining source power and becoming a true Epic mean something!”