King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 932 - 932 920

Chapter 932: 920 Chapter 932: 920 “No need, I’ll go up alone, just watch from the side.” Muria looked around and shook his head, declining the suggestion from Baghda by his side.

By now, the number of Yikong People around him had unprecedentedly broken through ten thousand. These Yikong People had all been notified and gathered here from various tribes, as per Muria’s words, to witness the birth of a king.

“But you don’t have your own flying partner yet, how will you get up there?” Hearing Muria’s refusal, Baghda, who wanted to lend Muria a helping hand, still didn’t give up.

“Of course, by flying straight up!” Muria smiled, and then, under the watchful eyes of over ten thousand Yikong People, radiant and splendid God’s Patterns emerged one after another on his body, Covering his surface.

Then, to the shock of the surrounding Yikong People, his body left Black Meow and floated in mid-air. Next, a dazzling light emerged from his body, flowing like liquid, converging behind him, and finally, three pairs of Pure White Light Wings, like those of an Angel, appeared on his back.

“This is…” The sight Muria presented hit the worldview of the Baghdas from various tribes who came to the ceremony hard. They had never imagined that God’s Patterns could be cultivated to such an extent.

Boom!

Completely enveloped in Pure White Light, Muria flapped his Light Wings and turned into a White Rainbow, charging toward Yunjian Peak a kilometer above the ground, his momentum overwhelming.

Howl! Howl! Howl!

As Muria approached Yunjian Peak, he was immediately spotted by its guardians. These Phantoms with wingspans over thirty meters pounced on Muria, who clearly had ill intentions.

Facing the Phantoms coming at him from all directions, Muria’s heart was utterly unmoved. He casually reached up and grabbed the upper and lower jaws of a Phantom that tried to bite him.

Initially, his instinct was to tear the Phantom apart directly, but he paused briefly, then tossed the Phantom aside, hurling it into another Phantom that was trying to bite him.

Phantoms are the guardian creatures of Mesha, and Mesha is the creature soon beneath him as a Mount; in other words, these Phantoms will also soon obey his commands. In other words, these guys were all his own people. As such, there was no need for him to be ruthless, a casual beating would suffice.

Howl!

Muria kicked out, and a visible moon blade Qi blasted out, striking a Phantom and breaking the wings on one side of its body. The creature’s balance was lost immediately, and it spiraled down, crashing onto Yunjian Peak.

“Howl-woo!” The crashed Phantom in the bushes looked up at Muria in the sky, who could knock down a Phantom with a mere gesture, and in the pain of broken bones and the frustration of being unable to defend its king, it let out a resounding roar at Muria!

Powerless rage!

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As Muria unleashed unparalleled dominance on Yunjian Peak, using the consciousness of a king to beat down Bronze youngsters, the Yikong People watching from below became mere bystanders, exclaiming in astonishment.

“Are the Phantoms too weak, or is Lord Wuer too strong? It seems like these Phantoms have no power to resist at all!”

“Of course, it’s because Lord Wuer is too strong. Phantoms are creatures that feed on Blue Creek Beasts!”

“So a Baghdas can reach such power? It looks like I’ve been far too complacent before!”

“So this is the true power of Lord Wuer? It seems that he had been showing mercy when he fought with us before.”

“Wuer, you can do it!” Batu watched Muria in the sky sweeping through his foes with a thrilled expression, “You will definitely conquer Mesha, and become king.”

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“No challenge at all!” In the sky, Muria, who hadn’t put in much effort yet had already crippled nearly fifty attacking Phantoms, looked down at those below exuding strong Qi, but because their wings were broken and they could no longer fly, were filled with helpless fury, and he sneered disdainfully.

“Let me see, where is that King of the Sky?” Muria, who had purely for show constructed three pairs of Light Wings, began searching around Yunjian Peak.

Muria himself was a practical person, but he also liked a cool appearance – after all, who wouldn’t want to look a bit more handsome?

Although the three pairs of Light Wings didn’t provide much help in real combat, visually they offered an enormous impact. It must be known that Yikong People too observe the world with their eyes, in other words, this world also judges by appearances.

A king with a flashy and cool design is more attractive than a king with an ordinary appearance. Of course, this is under the premise that this king truly possesses the qualifications of royalty, as the substance of a king is far more important than his appearance.

“Found you!” Without much effort, Muria had found, or rather sensed, the presence of Mesha. He turned into a beam of Light and flew toward the depths of Yunjian Peak.

The place called Cloud Peak might have the word ‘peak’ in its name, but it was actually a huge mountain range suspended in the Sky, complete with its own ecosystem.

“Hey!” Upon entering the central region of Cloud Peak, Muria stopped in his tracks. He saw a creature squatting on a rock that resembled a throne, with a body structure similar to dragons of the Erathia World, having four legs and two wings.

However, it had no horns on its head like Giant Dragons and lacked scales on its body. Its surface skin was a very smooth, purplish-black, and its overall appearance was slender, elegant, and noble, possessing a full measure of a sovereign’s grandeur.

But this so-called sovereign’s grandeur of Mesha was enhanced by the nearly hundred Shadow Demons flying or lying around it. Without these Shadow Demons, it would merely be a somewhat elegant creature, of course, a rather large one.

“This figure can almost be compared to an Ancient Black Dragon!” Muria sized up the Mesha and made an assessment, “In this world, being my mount would be barely suitable!”

Muria was sizing up the Mesha, and the Mesha was equally scrutinizing Muria. However, after noticing Muria’s extremely disrespectful gaze, the highly intelligent creature let out an annoyed roar.

When the Mesha let out this roar, the Shadow Demons guarding its vicinity were immediately ready to charge at Muria and attack, but the Mesha roared again, and the Shadow Demons that were ready to attack Muria instantly stayed their advance in midair, obediently folding their wings and landing on the mountain peak.

Howl!

After letting out another roar, the Mesha’s accompanying Shadow Demons reluctantly backed away, clearing a large swath of airspace.

“This is challenging me to a one-on-one duel, interesting!” Seeing the Mesha drive away its own followers, Muria raised his eyebrows, suddenly gaining some appreciation for this sky overlord.

Boom!

But no sooner had this appreciation emerged, he saw the Mesha’s neck bulge, and then specks of purple light seeped through the gaps in the Mesha’s teeth. There wasn’t much time to react, and a purplish-black Light Pillar blasted towards Muria.

Muria, who was just over three meters tall, was instantly engulfed by the massive purplish-black Light Pillar, which, after enveloping Muria, continued to shoot towards the sky behind him.

The purplish-black Light Pillar, like a sharpened sword, split the sky in two, blasting away the clouds wherever it passed, leaving clear skies behind.

That breath attack lasted for over ten seconds, and by the time Mesha closed its mouth, a white light burst from where Muria had previously been standing, tracing an elegant arc before crashing against the Mesha’s jaw.

Ang!

Mesha let out a cry of pain. Once perched imposingly on the throne-like rock, it was instantly overthrown by this hit, ending up prostrate atop the throne, smashing the already polish-worn rock to pieces.

“Pretty strong!” Muria stood on the Mesha’s neck, all over him steaming with a greenish smoke and the God’s Patterns on his body dimmed. He touched his chest; that last hit he felt, but couldn’t evade – a typical case of his body not keeping up with his consciousness.

Howl!

The Mesha, with a somewhat sore jaw, let out an angry roar, then swung its claw at Muria. Muria simply dodged with a swift sidestep, then punched again at its neck, producing a dull sound.

This was the first time Muria felt such pain since he arrived in this world; he held nothing back, going all out. The Mesha was equally furious, for it was the first time since its birth that it had been overturned.

Meow!

The Mesha, having been hammered twice in the neck, let out a roar, but this time the sound was very different from its previously deep and majestic roar.

“Huh?” Hearing this roar, which sounded more like a kitten’s, Muria was stunned, then glanced at the spot he’d hit twice, looked at his fist, and his lips curved into an involuntary smile.

At this moment, not only was Muria dumbfounded, but Mesha was also shocked by its own cry. Its huge body froze as a look of disbelief humanly crossed its face. Then, ignoring Muria next to it, it cautiously attempted another roar.

Meow!

The resonant sound, full of dignity, was all fluff! Muria had already stepped aside. If it weren’t for the battle, he felt he would have burst out laughing; such a massive beast making noises like a kitten was a contrast too great that it made one want to roar with laughter.

Mesha, paying no heed, attempted again to roar as if refusing to give up.

Meow!

Meow!

Meow!

…After trying over ten times, Mesha realized its voice had indeed been completely altered and turned to face the laugher who had caused all this, its eyes now a blazing red.