King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 917 - 917 905 The Day of Succession Has Arrived

Chapter 917: Chapter 905: The Day of Succession Has Arrived Chapter 917: Chapter 905: The Day of Succession Has Arrived “Father, did you ask to see me for something?” Dressed in battle armor and emanating a heroic spirit, Ketiya walked into the Underground Palace and looked up at her father, who was sitting above her with a kind and approachable expression.

“Ketiya, how is your training going recently? How does it feel to battle with other Titans?”

“Not bad, except for the Titans older than me, no one can defeat me!” Ketiya answered with composure, her tone devoid of bragging, because that’s just the way it should be.

“Hmm, continue to maintain your practice in techniques and don’t slack off. As for strength, don’t pursue it too deliberately, just let it grow naturally!” Hearing his daughter’s response, Muria nodded with a face filled with satisfaction.

Of his three daughters, it was this youngest one, who had revealed her true name the latest, who was the least of his worries. As for the other two, though Gladys appeared docile and cute on the outside, she was anything but easy to handle; it was evident from the way she trained her sister into a sheep, shearing wool from her sister every so often.

However, what gave Muria some comfort was that this somewhat sly daughter didn’t keep the wool for herself after shearing her sister. Instead, she found ways to send favors to her brother.

As for Tiffany, she was the daughter who gave Muria the most headaches, because the dragon bloodline traits dominated in her, bringing out all the dragon-type shortcomings in full display: greed, laziness, domineering behavior, pride.

In order to educate this daughter, Muria had spared no effort. After all, even if one is to indulge one’s daughter, she must not be spoiled rotten.

Understand hardship, know shame, avoid evil, stand tall with integrity.

Comprehend principles, understand human emotions, have broad experiences, possess high talent and vision!

This was the kind of daughter Muria wanted to raise, not really three princesses untouched by the spring sun!

“I understand that!”

“I asked you here mainly because I want you to help your brother and solve his partner problem.”

“Isn’t he already engaged to some princess from the Orlando Empire?”

“Hmm? Where did you hear that from?”

“Tiffany told me!”

“Now the whole of Xena Pus must know about it!” Muria rubbed his brow with a slight headache upon hearing that the news had been spread by Tiffany.

“The one your brother is betrothed to is actually just a concubine, not a real partner! Your brother actually has feelings for a Titan! But I don’t know specifically which one he likes, so I was hoping you could help me find out!”

“My brother truly likes a Titan?” Ketiya seemed slightly puzzled.

“Yes, after your brother’s cultivation reached a certain level, I frequently sent him to the Titan Islands to arrange battles with Titans. In such circumstances, he met a number of female Titans, so it wouldn’t be strange if he developed feelings because of this!”

“Sure, I’ll help my brother find out!”

“Here, this is a list of all the female Titans he has been in contact with!” Muria handed a piece of jade to his daughter, “There are a total of sixteen underage female Titans on it! Investigate it when you have time! No need to be too deliberate, just do it casually.”

“Is this something you’ve already arranged? Dad!” Ketiya, looking at the list in her hand, after a moment’s thought, asked straightforwardly. With her father, she had no need to be secretive.

“How should I say it? I wouldn’t call it a deliberate arrangement. That your brother could fall for a Titan can only be considered an accidental gain, but when I arranged for him to battle Titans, I indeed had this hope!

If your brother doesn’t choose any of the female Titans, then your mother will have to find a way to introduce him to some Blazing Sky God Descendants!”

“Hmm! So ultimately, you will respect my brother’s choice!” Ketiya nodded, “Dad, I have a battle arranged in ten minutes, I’ll head back now!”

“Do pay a little attention to your brother’s issue; his lifelong affair is now in your hands!”

“I got it!”

…

Endless battles, that was Aeolus’ choice. After his father had appeared before him twice in a row, Aeolus was almost certain of his true identity, even though his father hadn’t directly disclosed it.

Similarly, he had a hunch about what Muria expected of him, though it seemed this expectation would have to wait until after his breakthrough to legend to be truly confirmed.

To make that breakthrough, Aeolus chose to battle with monsters scattered across the world. Through various channels, he searched for inherently vicious monsters that wrought havoc, hoping to unleash his potential amidst life-and-death struggles and break through the Legendary Barrier.

But there was no doubt that it was extremely difficult because after reaching the Peak of Soul Intent, he had condensed a total of one hundred and eight Soul Intent Circles, an achievement that could be described as unmatched in ancient and modern times.

Through his own Soul Intent Circles, Aeolus also indirectly understood how terrifying his father was, for such things couldn’t be increased by mere effort. At the moment of birth, it was basically determined, and it was very hard to increase the number of Soul Intent Circles later on.

Endless battles, time and again hovering between life and death, Aeolus, having repeatedly experienced blood battles, was no longer content with the Soul Intent Level and began to challenge monsters of the Legendary Level. He kept assaulting his own limits, wishing to completely shatter the shackles on himself.

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“Actually, you don’t need to be so hasty, Aeolus.” Muria said softly as she watched Aeolus on the light screen, armed with a gun and sword, the background being a land filled with deathly silence, where scorching lava spurted from the earth’s cracks and poisonous gases spread in the air.

It was a world devoid of any vitality, birthing countless brutal, inhumane demons who reveled in slaughter. That place was the Abyss.

“To choose to go to the Abyss, are you seeking a breakthrough to Legend by fighting and opposing demons?” Not long after Muria had set her attention on Aeolus, Michaela stood beside her.

“Are we going to bring him back?” Muria asked her wife with a smile.

“If you want to make a move, then you do it. I’m not going to act.”

“It’s his own will, his own choice. I’m not going to intervene,” Muria likewise shook her head.

“Not worried that he might fall in an accident?”

“Not worried!” Muria answered immediately. Did he really think that the Magic Array he had laid down when Aeolus was a child was only to seal off his bloodline?

At times of weakness, one would indeed face many trials, but also often encounter life-threatening crises. Muria had considered this when sealing his son’s bloodline. The Magic Array would not only suppress most of Aeolus’s power but also protect his soul.

“This kid has actually gone to participate in a blood battle!” Seeing Aeolus who had found a ghost hag, put a sword to her neck, and made her show the way, Muria didn’t need to guess to know what he was thinking.

At that moment, Aeolus’s mastery of combat techniques had reached his current peak. He could even challenge some of the lower-tier Legends with weaker strength or bloodlines and had even left behind glorious feats of slaying Legends with his Soul Intent body on some continents.

Therefore, only by throwing himself into the blood battle, akin to a meat grinder, could he be put under enough pressure to completely stimulate his true potential!

Without too many surprises, Aeolus used the ghost hag as a medium to find a powerful Devils leader and then successfully joined the Devil side, standing atop a steel fortress, commanding a group of creatures that had come to the Abyss for various reasons to partake in the blood battle.

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“Take a trip back to Hell! My son is participating in a blood battle there. You know what to do without me saying more!”

In the grand Imperial Palace, the sovereign master looked down, high above at Mels, who knelt on one knee and was already qualified to contend for the rule of a level of the Hell as an Abyss Refining Demon.

“Master, please rest assured, before my fall, surely no demon will bring life-threatening danger to His Majesty!”

“Go!”

Muria extended a palm, and then a space rift appeared from his hand and spread to the front of Mels; a scorching breath mixed with the stench of sulfur surged from the rift, along with evil spirits escaping, but they were quickly purified by the Magic Array of the Imperial Palace.

Seeing the space rift connecting to Hell, Mels marveled at his master’s increasing strength and without hesitation, dived in.

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“I feel it, the barrier is loosening!”

A blood-stained steel fortress was completely overwhelmed by demons swarming over it like ants, relentlessly assaulting the devilish defenders struggling to hold their ground.

Among these remaining resisters, the most dazzling was a young man in a magnificent golden-blue armor. He wielded a gun in one hand and a sword in the other, slashing down one demon after another with an overpowering force. The carcasses of the demons piled up into a small hill beneath him, and the tainted blood flowing out had formed into small streams.

However, even though Aeolus had slain so many demons, the others that saw him continued to charge forward unceasingly, as if they knew not what death was.

Standing atop the mound of corpses, Aeolus cut down a Six-armed Serpent Demon coming at him with six curved swords and found himself falling into a peculiar state.

His main consciousness seemed immersed elsewhere, and all his actions were driven by instinct. It was in this state that a towering, vague shadow gradually began to appear behind him…