King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 963 - 963 951 Moaning World

Chapter 963: Chapter 951 “Moaning” World Chapter 963: Chapter 951 “Moaning” World The war is over!

When Muria’s true form conjured a Thunder Body derived from the Titan Bloodline, with his own Reincarnated Body of Yikong People at its core, this war that was enough to decide the fate of two civilizations began its countdown.

Especially when Muria, controlling his Thunder Body, caught the second shot of the Star Destroying Cannon coming from the twisted Space-Time Door with his bare hands, human morale almost collapsed.

After the attack, charged for a long time by the Star Destroying Cannon, which represented the highest technological achievement of the Earth Star Civilization, was caught by Muria, not a single human could muster the will to attack him anymore!

Almost everyone felt that attacking this being, which hardly differed from a deity, was utterly meaningless, essentially another form of suicide.

For many soldiers, they weren’t afraid to die as long as they could inflict some damage on the enemy. They could steer their Battleships, grip their Weapons in their hands, and then face death calmly.

However, when these soldiers realized that even sacrificing their lives couldn’t harm the enemy, they hesitated; suicide attacks and suicide are completely different concepts.

Death was acceptable, no problem there; they weren’t afraid, but death had to be meaningful. So, when they found that their death wouldn’t leave even a scratch on their enemy, they began to suppress the thought of suicide. Life is priceless!

“Humans, if you have no stronger means of attack, then surrender! You have no hope of victory.”

A Void Storm carrying Muria’s will swept across the Void Battlefield, battering at the psychic defenses of the demoralized humans.

Every human swept by the psychic storm was simultaneously drawn into the Spiritual World, then saw a Golden Giant reaching into the sky with an infinite oppressive force.

“Enough people have died, it’s time for this war to end!”

Muria stood in the center of the battlefield, looking around to find Metal Warships and casualties everywhere, occasionally spotting the faces of human corpses, purple with death, and the remnants of Yikong People’s Corpses.

Needless to say, humans had suffered the most deaths in this war, while Yikong People, although average members were as strong as Baghda who could tear Mechs apart with their hands.

However, their bodies couldn’t withstand the bombardment of the Battleships’ cannons, much less withstand nuclear Weapons. Once they were hit by human attacks outside the Battleships, death was their only outcome.

Likewise, once they breached the defenses of the Battleships and entered, it was their moment of unmatched power, and it was the humans’ turn to suffer.

“Hmm! Found it!”

At this moment, Muria, who was attempting to persuade the humans before him to surrender, turned his huge Thunder Body into a Thunder and Lightning Torrent, rushing toward the rear of the human Battleships.

A huge metallic sphere, about ten kilometers in diameter, was moving slowly in the Void behind the Battleships, but the direction in which this immense War Stronghold was moving was completely opposite to the direction the fleet ahead was moving—the giant metal Fortress was trying to escape the battlefield!

“Where do you think you’re going?”

Muria incarnated as the Thunder and Lightning Torrent, directly enveloping the enormous metal Fortress, then forcefully and domineeringly destroyed the outer defenses protecting the metal sphere. Following that, thunder serpents split from the torrent, crawling into the interior of the giant metal Fortress through its cracks.

“You are the High Councilor of the Federation!” A thunder serpent broke through the final line of defense of the War Stronghold and appeared in a huge strategy meeting room, transforming into a humanoid Thunder Body the size of a human, boldly gazing at the middle-aged man guarded in the center.

“You need to issue an order now for all soldiers of your Federation to surrender to me unconditionally!” Muria didn’t bother with the changing complex expressions of the humans before him as he directly conveyed his will.

“I will never let the soldiers of the Federation surrender to you aberrations!” Although outwardly calm, the Federation Councilor who was internally panicking and cursing his soldiers, spoke with resolute defiance.

He truly hadn’t expected the Federation’s fleet to lose so swiftly; there was no standoff throughout the process, leaving him unprepared psychologically.

He considered that he had gathered more than sixty percent of Earth Star Civilization’s military might, a force he believed would be sufficient to flatten the entirety of Pandora World.

Having such confidence in his military, he boarded this War Fortress and followed. But to his astonishment, the military capsized in such a short span of time.

“Hmm!” Hearing the Councilor’s rejection of his demand, Muria nodded slowly, lifting his finger to point at the Councilor’s forehead.

“You, wait, I…” Seeing Muria raise his finger at him, the Councilor felt enveloped by an intense sense of impending death. He wanted to say something, to stop whatever Muria intended to do next.

But before the Federation Councilor could utter the fifth word, a golden lightning beam shot from Muria’s fingertip, piercing the Councilor’s body instantly, then enveloping him.

Following that, the significantly tall Councilor was reduced to a pile of ash scattering onto the metallic ground in the blink of an eye under the envelopment of the thunder.

“Can anyone else take this guy’s place and have your army surrender to me?” Muria asked very calmly, having just erased the supreme leader of a civilization with a wave of his hand.

Clearly, the dignity of the recently deceased council chairman was not as strong as he had proclaimed. He must have wanted to express or display something, so Muria obliged him.

“I can temporarily take his place!” Upon hearing Muria’s inquiry, an elder with white hair stepped forward, looking at Muria with a calm expression.

“Order your army to stop all attacks and prepare to surrender to me!”

“If we surrender, how will you treat my soldiers?” the elder asked, facing the pressure of death without compromising with Muria.

“Have them lay down their weapons and obediently return to your world!”

“That’s it?”

“What else did you expect, that I would kill all your soldiers? Killing is just one means for me to solve problems. Personally, I very much dislike killing!”

“Can I trust you?”

“You have no other choice!”

And so, the war ended!

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“Is this your world? It truly is a filthy world!”

Overlooking from the midst of a mighty fleet, Muria gazed down at the world below, a blend of yellow and white colors.

“Your Majesty King Uhl!” Hearing Muria’s comment on their home world, several pilots in small aircraft and the high-ranking military officers surrounding him felt a bit embarrassed.

“Mmm!” At that moment, sensing something amiss, Muria closed his eyes and used the secret technique of the Titan Tribe. He then heard a sound like a groan, much like that of a patient tormented by illness.

“Your world is groaning in pain!” Muria opened his eyes and looked at the humans around him with an unusual expression, “You really have some nerve!”

The humans who heard Muria’s assessment looked at each other in bewilderment, unable to understand what he was getting at. They simply did not comprehend the meaning behind Muria’s words.

“You are truly lucky!” Muria said meaningfully, and then, his ten-meter-tall giant body transformed into a meteor and fell toward the world below.

The humans encircling him also took to their aircraft and descended, ready to guide this otherworldly deity as he visited their mother world.

But they never grasped the underlying message in Muria’s words. A civilization formed by intelligent races is a fruit that the world is bound to cultivate.

Before this fruit emerges, the civilization can draw nutrition from the world, sucking up her sustenance. But this extraction is not limitless; excessive, irreversible harm to the world will provoke a “groan”!

The humans living in this world would turn from the children of the world into its parasites, met with hostility from the world that no longer wishes to support them at its own expense but instead seeks to erase them at a certain cost.

“Looking at this situation, if I came a few centuries later, directly wiping out the Earth Star Civilization would have allowed me to gain source power from this world.”

Now a radiant meteor, Muria looked down at the world below, musing silently.

Destroying a civilization that causes irreversible damage to the world is also a way to obtain source power. However, such irresponsible civilizations are rare, as most intelligent civilizations possess a long-term vision for sustainable development.

Boom!

As he transformed into a meteor nearing the sea of the Earth Star world, Muria stopped his descent, and the kinetic energy from his fall caused one black wave after another in the sea below, stirring a fishy wind across the surface.

“You’ve turned your world into such a mess! You really are talented!” Muria remarked as he looked at the sea beneath him, a black and gray color emitting a faint stench.

He did not need to guess that the desolate state of the sea was due to pollution from the Earth Star civilization, as a dead sea would never exist in a world that had birthed an intelligent race.