King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 934 - 934 922 Kind-faced and Benevolent-hearted

Chapter 934: Chapter 922 “Kind-faced and Benevolent-hearted” Muria Chapter 934: Chapter 922 “Kind-faced and Benevolent-hearted” Muria Meow!

With its pair of wings broken on its back, tail snapped, and all limbs dislocated, Mesha let out a helpless wail, its eyes filled with anger and sorrow.

It didn’t understand why the creature that was once so weak, could suddenly become so big and so strong— and why it was so ruthless towards it?

Did it have a grudge against this terrifying giant? It was the victim here! From beginning to end, it and its minions were the ones getting beaten up, and its territory was the one being destroyed.

At this thought, the weary Mesha couldn’t help but let tears flow from its eyes— it had been so wronged. It was just lying at home, sound asleep, doing nothing, only to suffer such a misfortune.

“Hm?” Muria, who was ready to defeat Mesha in one blow, saw the elegant creature’s eyes brimming with tears and stopped, somewhat surprised. “Why is it crying? That’s just too useless!”

“Well, since you’re crying, I won’t hit you anymore!” The avatar that had become a ten-meter-high giant of light suddenly collapsed, little points of light rushing inward towards Muria, and then the somewhat emaciated body of Muria appeared.

He had paid a heavy price for unleashing such extraordinary combat power and would become remarkably weak for a substantial amount of time in the future. Muria would need time to recuperate.

If Muria, in his current state, faced a fully recovered Mesha again, the situation would be reversed— he would be the one pushed and rubbed against the ground by Mesha.

Using strength to move weight requires the right leverage— but now, Muria didn’t even have enough strength for leverage. However, the Mesha before him had already been crippled by him— not just physically, but probably mentally as well, seeing as it had already been reduced to tears.

“So, how about becoming my companion?” Muria squatted on the tearful Mesha’s head and asked with an inquiring tone.

“If you agree, nod your head; if you would rather not, then shake your head.”

Upon hearing Muria’s words, Mesha paused, and then hastily shook its head. But after it did, it froze, then nodded. After nodding, confusion filled its eyes. Was there a difference between shaking and nodding its head?

“Good!” Muria, looking gaunt with his cheeks slightly hollowed out, nodded in satisfaction at the confused Mesha. “From today onwards, you are my companion. You’ve already agreed— no take-backs.”

The dazed Mesha heard Muria’s words but didn’t really get a chance to come to its senses as Muria first positioned the creature, who couldn’t resist due to its dislocated limbs, with its back upwards and then flipped himself onto its back.

Then, using the Yi Kong people’s method, Muria forcibly established a spiritual connection with Mesha. At this point, due to the mental breakdown it had suffered from Muria’s beating, Mesha hardly put up any resistance, and they formed this unusual contract.

Meow!

Feeling the spiritual connection established with Muria, Mesha cried out with a wail of grief.

“Alright, enough with the noise. Look at yourself, so down in the dumps— you don’t know what’s good for you.” Seeing the sorrow-shrouded Mesha, Muria gave a resigned kick to its head; the creature really didn’t know what was good for it.

“Conquering you with my own hands will be the greatest glory of your life. You should know, many creatures much stronger than you begged me to take them and I couldn’t even be bothered to pay attention.”

After saying this, Muria jumped down from its back, then proceeded to reset Mesha’s dislocated limbs one by one, before turning towards the Yi Kong people who were watching the battle from afar and beckoning them over.

The Yi Kong people who saw Muria gesture flew over on their mounts, hastening to reach his side.

“Lord Wuer, you have already…” One of the Baghda who arrived by Muria’s side first dismounted and cautiously eyed the Mesha wallowing in self-pity, feeling an immense pressure.

“Yes, as you see, this Mesha is now my companion!” Muria placed his hand on Mesha’s sleek-looking, but exceptionally tough, purple-black skin.

“Congratulations to the great King of Ayalei!” Hearing Muria’s words, the Baghda knelt on one knee and bowed his head to Muria.

Every fully grown Yi Kong person had heard of the pact among the tribes living in the Ayalei Forest: any Yi Kong person capable of conquering the uncrowned King Mesha of the forest, would be the King of Ayalei.

Every Yi Kong person had dreamed of being king, but even for a one-in-a-thousand Baghda, the dream seemed far-fetched, let alone for an ordinary Yi Kong person.

And now, a young Yi Kong person had turned the dream of a hundred thousand people of the great Ayalei Forest into reality, marking the birth of a new king of the Ayalei Forest.

And as this Baghda bowed before Muria, the Yikong People who followed behind him also one by one dismounted, bowed to Muria, expressing their submission.

“Enough, stop with these empty gestures. Now go and inform the Yikong People below to come up and rescue those Phantoms whose wings I’ve broken and who are scattered around Yunjian Peak. Be careful, but do your best to save every one of the Phantoms.”

Watching this scene, Muria felt somewhat weary and waved his hands dismissively. Being worshipped like this, he had seen it countless times already and truly felt nothing special.

“Oh, by the way, next, I will, based on these Phantoms, select the most outstanding Yikong People from all the tribes of the Ayalei Forest and establish a Phantom Knight Regiment!”

As the Yikong People in front of him rose to their feet, Muria threw out the first carrot of his own kingship, and they immediately showed expressions of delight.

The Yikong People who dared to climb here during Muria’s battle with Mesha undoubtedly had guts, and their boldness was supported by real strength—most of them could be considered the elite of the Yikong People living in the vast Ayalei Forest.

Muria’s command to them was equivalent to rewarding each of them with a Phantom as a companion. With such lavish rewards, the group of Yikong People immediately dispersed, running down Yunjian Peak with vigor, calling upon their kin to come up and heal what would become their future mounts.

… In the following period, as he was in a weakened state and Mesha also needed to recover from injuries, Muria didn’t wander around but stayed on Yunjian Peak, enjoying the tributes and worship from all the tribes of Ayalei!

Of course, the primary reason for such earnest attention from the tribes was that on average, each tribe could be allocated a Phantom. To respond to a gift of melons with precious curios, this principle was understood not only by Muria but also by the inherently simple and kind-hearted Yikong People.

“Elder Leader!” After resting for a few days on Yunjian Peak, Muria met the Elder Leader, who had come all the way from the Tunan Tribe, and his worried mother, Heda.

“Very good, very good!” The stooped old man assessed Mesha, who was feasting behind Muria, and his eyes narrowed into joyful slits.

“Ule, how have you become so thin?” Muria’s mother, upon seeing Muria’s current state, immediately burst into tears and came to his side, incessantly feeling his body.

“This is the aftermath of a secret technique I used!” Muria, made somewhat uncomfortable by his own mother, said awkwardly, and at the same time, he was touched by her.

“Aftermath? Will it harm you? Will it affect your body? Will it affect your lifespan?”

“Don’t worry, Mother, it will just make me weak for a while. As long as I eat more during this time, I can recover completely. It won’t have any impact on my future!” Muria explained with a smile.

Having finally reassured his mother, Muria returned his focus to the Elder Leader, “Elder Leader, there are some things I need to talk to you about!”

“What is it, you just tell me!”

Muria looked at the old man whose face was wrinkle-covered from smiling and began to reveal his intentions, “I don’t plan to return to the tribe, I’ve decided to stay here on Yunjian Peak.”

“…” The Elder Leader, who had been exceptionally cheerful, was taken aback by Muria’s words. His smile froze, and his wrinkles smoothed out as he opened his bright eyes, looked at Muria, then slowly nodded,

“That’s right, now you are the King of Ayalei, indeed you should no longer go back to our Tunan Tribe. It’s about time to establish a tribe of your own!”

“Elder Leader, you misunderstand me,” Muria interrupted the old man, “I do not intend to leave or split from the tribe; I merely meant that I want to stay in Yunjian Peak.”

“Then what do you mean by that…?”

“I would ask the Elder Leader to move the entire Tunan Tribe here, to Yunjian Peak.”

“But… we’ve lived there for thousands of years, how can we abandon it?”

“It’s not a matter of abandonment, but of establishing a better home, bringing a better future for our kin! Not only that, but I will also invite other tribes to move to Yunjian Peak, which can accommodate over ten thousand Yikong People to live together.”

Muria laid out his plan, intending to use his authority as a King to bring together all the Yikong People from the Ayalei Great Forest in the shortest time possible.

“I see! I understand. I will mobilize the young people from the Turan Tribe to migrate to Yunjian Peak.”