King of Titans and Dragons
Chapter 970 - 970 958 Disaster Comes Without Warning The

Chapter 970: Chapter 958: Disaster Comes Without Warning, The Child Without a Father Chapter 970: Chapter 958: Disaster Comes Without Warning, The Child Without a Father Three years

Looking no different from a human, Muria sat in the study, holding the terminal device and searching for all the necessary information within the Virtual Network.

In a world without developed virtual technology, understanding a world naturally required reading books, but now, having a mobile data terminal was enough.

“This world, it’s quite deep,” Muria murmured.

Muria stared at the light screen before him; it displayed news from a few years ago, chronicling a major accident where an explosion occurred, causing an entire building to collapse.

“Could an explosion create such a gap?”

Muria scrutinized the images in the news report, which showed a picture taken before the collapse of a towering skyscraper. A massive gap had appeared abruptly in the middle of the building.

“It doesn’t look like it was caused by an explosion at all; instead, it looks like…” Muria extended his hand, gesturing on the light screen, “it looks as if some giant creature scratched it out with its claws!”

“Could it have been the attack of a Star Armor Master?” Muria frowned, sinking into thought, “But can a Star Armor Master do this?”

A Star Armor Master was a special profession in the world he had come to, heavily dependent on a talent known as Star.

Without sufficient Star talent, one could not become a Star Armor Master, but conversely, humans with a high compatibility with Star talent could easily don a Star armor for battle, becoming extraordinary beings.

Ever since the profession of Star Armor Master emerged, every year, many commoners would be examined for high compatibility with Star talent and enter the higher strata of society, changing their destiny completely.

Similarly, there were those from high strata who, failing to demonstrate any talent, were demoted to the lower ranks, destined for mediocrity.

“Star talent!” Muria stretched out his palm, then with a light beckoning gesture, seventy-two palm-sized hexagonal metals flew towards him from a corner of his room and assembled into a larger shield, hovering over his palm.

Muria gently rotated his palm, and the shield in his hand morphed into various shapes, forming all sorts of bizarre objects.

The ability to manipulate a specific metal! This was Muria’s understanding of the so-called Star talent.

The compatibility of Star talent in Muria’s current body was 64.68%, genius level for commoners at the bottom, but for his present identity, it seemed fairly ordinary.

Compatibility was particularly important for a Star Armor Master, as it could determine how many weapons a Star Armor Master could control and whether they could become stronger.

Compatibility could also be regarded as potential. The higher the compatibility, the greater the potential of the human being.

In the grand scheme of humanity, Muria’s Star talent was considered above average, but among the upper echelons, his talent was viewed as quite ordinary.

“Indeed, my luck is just average, but at least it’s not too bad,” Muria sighed with a sense of resignation.

His current name was Jelos Douglas, a member of a renowned great family within the Baijing Federation, the dominant sovereign state of this world.

A perfectly ordinary member of an influential family’s side branch, not particularly noteworthy but not scorned either, possessing all the resources he should have—that was Muria’s starting point.

“What level of Star Armor Master could destroy a skyscraper? And to what extent could the strongest Star Armor Masters go? If this gap wasn’t created by a Star Armor Master, then what kind of creature could have caused it?”

Muria pulled his thoughts back to the present, setting down the metals he had been practicing with. He was convinced that the gap leading to the entire building’s collapse was not the result of an accidental explosion but an attack by some being.

“A lot of information is being concealed, not revealed to the public!” Muria concluded as he flipped through one news report after another.

“Beyond the Star Armor Masters, there must be other special, extraordinary creatures in this world!”

Muria could make this conclusion for a simple reason: the appearance of the first Star Armor Master was merely three hundred years ago.

Three hundred years is indeed a long time for an ordinary mortal but short for a supernatural system.

And the birth of Star Armor Masters owed entirely to an unprecedentedly massive meteor shower that befell this world over three hundred years ago.

This meteor shower covered most of the world; at that time, it nearly destroyed the entire world’s order, with countless nations perishing under its cover.

But this meteor shower didn’t just bring destruction; it also heralded new life. It introduced a metal previously unknown to this world—Star Gold.

This was a metal that could be manipulated by humans with a special constitution. The metal contained a very special energy that could enhance the physical quality of its manipulator.

However, this energy could only be drawn out and used by humans with talent. As a result, this talent was named “Imperial Star” because of the way this metal appeared.

“There must still be extraordinary beings in this world capable of shattering meteors!” Muria pondered silently.

After researching history published on the network, Muria found that a meteor shower more than three hundred years ago had destroyed many small countries, but more than twenty countries, including the Zijing Federation where he resided, had tenaciously survived that meteor shower.

The damage inflicted by this meteor shower on them was so minor it was unbelievable. A small part of these countries was not within the strike range of the meteor shower, but most were covered by meteors.

Muria speculated that the reason these countries did not suffer significant casualties was that there were still beings within these countries capable of repelling the meteors.

Muria was unable to find sufficient evidence to prove his speculation since he could not find any trace of these powerful beings on the network; all he saw were overwhelming news about Star Armor Masters.

“I am still too weak. If I want to know more, I must have enough strength to support it!” Muria sighed, no longer dwelling on the thought. He picked up the hexagonal metal beside him and began to play with it, his father’s birthday gift, a practice metal specially for training the Imperial Star talent!

“Young master, it’s time for dinner!” Before Muria fiddled with these “toys” for long, a young and beautiful maid pushed open the door to his room and walked in.

“I can walk on my own!” Seeing the maid bending down, ready to pick him up, Muria frowned and showed a reluctance.

“But young master, if I don’t carry you down, the madam will scold me!” Seeing the unwillingness on Muria’s face, the maid also showed a pleading expression.

“Alright!” Muria helplessly opened his palms, letting the young girl pick him up.

This girl was certainly not like a maid servant from ancient feudal families. The world had developed to such an extent, of course, there would no longer be maids who could be life and death at the mercy of their masters.

In modern society, a maid is just a job to make ends meet, a profession, not an identity.

Soon, Muria was carried downstairs by the girl, then placed beside a table full of sumptuous dishes,

“How many toys could you control today, Jelos?” Seeing Muria, a woman also sitting at the dining table in her thirties smiled and asked.

“All of them!” Muria ate seriously the food in his bowl without raising his head.

“Good progress, you are very diligent!” Hearing Muria’s response, the woman praised.

Just then, a hurried electronic sound rang out on the woman’s body. The mother of this body frowned, then took out the communicator, glanced at its content, and her face instantly darkened.

“Aux, how could you do this to me!”

The woman called out her husband’s name. Overwhelmed with rage, she slammed her hand onto the table. From the point where her palm touched the table, branch-like cracks spread rapidly.

Bang!

The solid wood furniture exploded on the spot, with the tableware on it shattered and scattered in all directions.

And Muria, sitting by the side, could only curl up his body at this sudden incident, trying to minimize the area of his injuries.

“Jelos!” The woman, having vented her anger, suddenly remembered her son was still sitting on the side. She looked over in panic to see Muria sitting in his chair, clothes torn and covered in bloodstains both big and small.

“Are you alright?” The woman fell in front of Muria, looking at him anxiously.

“No vital parts were hit, I won’t die!” Enduring the burning pain from his body, Muria answered her expressionlessly.

“Oh! Thank goodness, Jelos, I’m so glad you’re alright, I was wrong, I shouldn’t have lost my temper just now!” The woman ignored the cuts all over Muria’s body and hugged him, then started crying.

She began to pour out her grievances to her son, and gradually, Muria also understood what she had just endured—she had been divorced, divorced by his father Aux Douglas!

And the reason his father was so heartless was that Muria had a half-sister with a high Imperial Star talent of 86.75%, a girl from a different mother.