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King of Titans and Dragons-Chapter 61 - Same Kind
Chapter 61: Chapter 61: Same Kind
Chapter 61 -61: Same Kind
“Mels, is this the Lust Demon dance troupe you trained for me?” Muria pointed towards the center of the grand hall where the barely clothed Lust Demons, covering only their essentials, were dancing seductively to the tune of melodious music.
“My lord, are you satisfied?” Mels asked with a composed smile. He had recently learned that Muria, who appeared to be a pure Titan, was actually a hybrid, and he also possessed half of a Golden Dragon’s bloodline, which was well-known for its desires towards female creatures.
“I don’t feel much, just so-so.” Muria leaned on the throne, propping his chin with one hand, somewhat bored as he watched the vulgar dance below. Some things, once obtained, are just that, not as interesting as imagined.
“Uh…” Mels’s smile froze upon hearing Muria’s response, as he did not expect Muria to be uninterested in such a provocative dance.
“I’m not interested, but they seem quite enthusiastic!” Muria said amusedly as he watched the three Red Dragons and many giants in the grand hall.
The three male Red Dragons, transformed into human form, held the Succubi given to them by Muria; their hands constantly roamed the voluptuous bodies of the Succubi, yet their eyes were fixed on the dancing Lust Demons.
Not just the Red Dragons but even the Storm Giants guarding the hall, along with some Cloud Giant leaders, Mountain Giants, Tidal Giants, and others, were all staring intently at the Lust Demons, breathing heavily.
The Lust Demons, originating from Hell, naturally possessed an immense allure to all male creatures; their appeal was exponentially heightened when a group of them gathered together.
“Hmm?” Muria suddenly sat upright, sensing two familiar yet foreign presences barging into the White Jade Divine Palace. After pausing momentarily, they headed straight for the grand hall where he was seated.
“They’re here.” Muria’s gaze sharpened on the grand hall’s entrance. The owners of these presences entered his White Jade Divine Palace as though it was unguarded. The giants patrolling the palace were like mere decorations to them.
“Boom!” “Boom!” “Boom!” Heavy footsteps resounded in the grand hall; whether it was the dancing Lust Demons or the spectating giants and Red Dragons, their attention shifted towards the entrance, sensing two intense oppressive forces from outside.
This oppressive force was similar, even stronger, than that of Muria sitting on his throne. The Lust Demons ceased dancing, their bodies trembling uncontrollably. The Red Dragons no longer fiddled with the Succubi in their arms and transformed back into their dragon forms, while the giants felt an urge to kneel.
“My kindred!” Muria squinted as he scrutinized the two Titans who entered the grand hall. He quickly understood the familiar yet strange sensation.
This was the first time he had seen Titans apart from his father. The familiarity came from the Titans’ aura, and the unfamiliarity stemmed from Muria never having met them before. Regarding their unimpeded entrance into the White Jade Divine Palace, well, which giant would dare stop a Titan? Even if these two Titans were not yet adults.
Indeed, the two Titans who walked into the grand hall looked similar to Muria’s current youthful appearance. One of the Titan teenagers, similar in height to Muria, had black hair and golden pupils, a chiseled face, and a well-built frame.
The other Titan was somewhat unique as she was a female Titan dressed in Light Armor, but her height was close to forty meters, far taller and more imposing than Muria, exuding an unmatched warrior’s aura that even made Mels by Muria’s side lose his smile, his face turning severe.
“Are you Muria?” The youthfully tall Titan teenager spoke, his golden pupils studying everything within the grand hall, a trace of scornful smile crossing his face.
“It’s me.” Muria stood up, looking down at the two Titans due to his position.
“Then follow us.”
“Where to?”
“To the Clan Land, for training,” the Titan teenager said concisely.
“No.” Muria’s expression soured at such a tone, decisively refusing.
“That’s not up to you.” The Titan teenager’s eyes revealed an undisguised combativeness, “If you don’t want to go, I’ll beat you until you do.”
“Beat me until I want to?” Muria laughed, baring his stark white teeth, “Then come and try!”
“Fine.” The Titan teenager stepped forward decisively. Seeing the Lust Demons who were paralyzed by his aura, he waved his hand, and a furious wind swept all of them aside, “Get out of my way.”
“Everyone out,” Muria commanded all beings inside the grand hall and then looked down at Mels, “You too, don’t interfere in my battle.”
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“Master, even if I wanted to help you, I couldn’t!” Abyss Refining Demon Mels stood rigidly, silently staring at the Titan girl who entered the grand hall without uttering a word, a bead of cold sweat trickling down his forehead.
When the creatures in the hall began to retreat, Muria also strode down from the ninth platform and confronted the Titan teenager wrapped in Golden Thunderbolt and Storm, after which, they both threw their punches simultaneously.
“Boom!” Fist against fist, from the point where their fists collided, a circular shockwave swept through the entire hall, sending the decorations flying in all directions.
“Damn!” Muria smirked, finding the Titan’s strength comparable to his own, gaining no advantage whatsoever. The aura exposed by the Titan indicated that they were both of the same rank, both at Golden stage three.
“Muria, how well have you practiced the combat techniques from the heritage memories?” the Titan teenager asked with an excited smile.
“You’ll know if you try.” Muria raised his hand and, using the combat techniques from the Titan inheritance knowledge, mercilessly smashed his fist towards the chiseled face of the young Titan.
“Slap!” The Titan teenager opened his hand, fine threads of Windblade covering his palm, and caught Muria’s fist, “Your punch lacks force! Try mine.”
Using the same move, the Titan teenager swung his fist at Muria, “Hm… Hmph!” Muria also caught the youngster’s fist using the defensive combat techniques from the inheritance knowledge, but couldn’t help grunting.
In a simple contest of strength, they were evenly matched, but once they used Titan martial arts to enhance their power, Muria realized a discouraging fact: in the realm of Titan martial arts, he was inferior to the young Titan facing him.
Muria struggled to catch the punches from the young Titan using the same combat techniques, while the Titan teenager could easily deflect part of the force from his attacks, casually catching his blows.
“Boom!” “Bang!” “Crash!”… The two thirty-two meter tall Titan teenagers, both enveloped in Golden Thunderbolt and Storm, exchanged punch after punch inside the hall, the aftershocks wrecking the entire hall, destroying the exquisite decorations, leaving the floor and walls pitted and strewn with debris.
“Muria, I heard you’re a hybrid of Titan and Dragon, but right now, you look purely like a Titan. Where’s your Dragon’s Bloodline? Let me see it!” taunted the Titan teenager, smiling because he had already suppressed Muria, seeming confident that the victory was decided.
“…” Muria was silent, apart from the first round of punches, he had been continuously overwhelmed by the young Titan. The fight was going against him, and he was facing the prospect of his first-ever defeat.
“Ha ha, Muria, your Dragon’s Bloodline isn’t being suppressed by our Titan Bloodline, is it? So much that you can’t show it at all?” the young Titan teased.
“Hmph, you want to see it? I’ll let you see!” A feeling of unwillingness surged within Muria. Consequently, Golden Dragon Flame ignited on him, burning his tattered robe from the battle clean off.
Then, piece by piece, golden Bone Dragon Armor emerged on his well-defined, muscular body, wrapping him completely, including his head covered by a helmet formed of Dragon Armor.
“What the heck is this?” The Titan teenager stared, dumbfounded, as Muria suddenly donned a splendid and imposing set of Golden Heavy Armor, glanced down at his own light leather armor, and was instantly baffled.
“Bring it on.” Muria’s voice sounded different, as it was muffled by a faceguard etched with Dragon Patterns.
“Clang!” The young Titan, hearing Muria’s challenge, launched another attack, avoiding Muria’s defenses and landing a punch on the Dragon Armor on Muria’s chest, but only elicited a metallic clang.
“This is tough, not just for show.” The young Titan withdrew his slightly trembling hand, resistant to Muria’s punch, “How can I break through this defense? It’s as hard as the steel column at the training ground that’s mixed with Fine Gold.”
“Clang!” “Bang!” “Clash!”… The battle continued, the destruction from their fight increasingly severe, breaking over a dozen supporting columns in the hall, making the entire hall nearly collapse, yet neither of them cared.
Though both were fighting intensely, their actual combat experience felt very unpleasant.
Muria, hitting the young Titan with his full strength, could only impart around sixty percent of his power; much of his force was deflected, a very frustrating sensation.
Initially, the young Titan enjoyed the fight, but after Muria revealed his Golden Dragon Armor, every strike he landed felt like hitting a steel column mixed with Legendary Metal.
Only with continuous strikes, more than ten times in the same spot, could he create a barely noticeable crack in the Dragon Armor of Muria, but infuriatingly, the crack would even heal itself, making it difficult for the young Titan to continue.
“Fighting like this is really awkward,” a Titan girl watching the fight commented expressionlessly.
The young Titan’s combat skills were more refined than Muria’s, but he couldn’t breach the defense of Muria’s Dragon Armor. Muria, though his skills were not as refined, still managed to inflict damage.
From the current situation, Muria was gaining the advantage; the balance of victory had begun to tilt towards him, his Dragon Armor’s defensive power was outrageously strong.