King of Titans and Dragons-Chapter 72 - 71 Challenge to Titan
Chapter 72: Chapter 71: Challenge to Titan
Chapter 72 -71: Challenge to Titan
“Cassio, you’re connected to the database. Do you recognize all the Titans in our clan land?” Muria asked his spirit. His spirit had just called out Heloise’s name without any introduction, which means it, like J508, has access to the information of all creatures in the clan land, including the Titans.
“Yes, master. I have access to all the public information about the Titans in the clan land, including their strength and the coordinates of their residences.”
“Excellent.” Murria waved his hand in mid-air, very excited. With all this information, he would have no trouble finding appropriate opponents — if he wanted to fight someone, he could teleport there directly.
“Master, do you wish to issue a duel challenge to other Titans now?”
“Right now?” Muria looked at his spirit, full of surpirse. “Of course. I have nothing else to do right now.”
“Please select the Titan that you wish to challenge.”
As Cassio spoke, a long light blue arc of magical energy appeared in front of Muria. Superimposed on the light screen were images of Titans, each holding various weapons. Next to their pictures were their power levels and a description of their preferred weapons. It was very simple information, but it was enough.
“All gold-rank Titans.” Looking at the various Titans’ information on the light screen, Muria noticed their power levels and the quantity of Titans, “So few.”
“Twenty-seven gold-level Titans.” Muria frowned at the Titans’ information on the screen and counted, “Cassio, is this all the gold-level Titans in the clan land?”
“Yes, master.”
“That’s too few… And Soul Intent-level Titans?”
“Master, your current power level is Golden stage three, I’d advise against challenging Soul Intent-level Titans.”
“I am asking about the number of Soul Intent-level Titans, how many are there?”
“Thirty-two, master.”
“And Legendary-level Titans?”
“Sorry, master, you don’t have the authority to know.”
“…” After a pause, Muria was persistent, “What about Epics?”
“Sorry, master, you don’t have the authority to know.”
“Why don’t I have the right to know?” Muria questioned Cassio a little angrily, “Because I’m not a pureblood Titan?”
“No, master, it’s because you are too weak to be granted this knowledge.”
“…” After a long silence, Muria felt as if Cassio’s words were a knife stabbing him in the heart, chilling him to the bone.
“Can you tell me at least how many Titans there are in the Titan Tribe?” Muria was very curious. How many Titans were in the clan land? How many individuals were there in the race that was known as the strongest near-god race in his Dragon heritage memory?
“Sorry, master, you …”
“Don’t have the authority to know.” Muria finished Cassio’s sentence and looked at his spirit blankly, “But Heloise just said that I could ask you anything I wasn’t aware of, and that you would tell me the answer.”
“Master, I do know the answer and would very much like to tell you, but you don’t have the authority to know because of your level of strength.”
“Fine, fine, I got it.” Muria tousled his hair a little irritably, “It’s my own weakness.”
“However, I can tell you a rough number. There are a little over a hundred Titans living in the clan land.”
“I could have guessed that number myself,” Muria waved his hand somewhat irritated “Fine, show me the information about the Soul Intent-level Titans.”
“Master, with your current power level…”
“Cassio, I just want to take a look. I won’t challenge them.” Muria said helplessly. After being beaten by Heloise and witnessing Atrean’s fight, he had a very clear understanding of the gap between him and the Soul Intent-level Titans.
With Muria’s words, the light screen in front of him silently switched all the information about the Titans from that of the Gold-level Titans to that of the Soul Intent-level Titans.
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“Heloise, Soul intent…” Muria saw Titan girl Heloise right at the top of the list. She had a slender figure and was dressed in light armor. He paid particular attention to her power level, “First tier?”
“This gap is too wide!” Muria muttered under his breath as he looked at that glaring “tier one”. The Storm Giants on Taiji Island were also at the first tier of Soul Intent, but Muria had been able to beat them easily despite being three tiers lower himself. On the other hand, Heloise had been able to send him flying into a wall with just a slap.
For Titans, same tier giants are like insignificant fish that they could easily crush and hardly worth even a glance.
“Atrean, Soul Intent fourth tier.” Muria then looked at the Titan teen who had given him a great shock, “He is not even at the peak of Soul Intent yet, and he is this strong.”
“Will I be as strong as them in the future?” Muria looked at his own palm, the power to slice mountains with one swift motion was something he deeply coveted.
“Of course, master,” Cassio, who seemed to have only negative comments before, spoke, “Your bloodline is no weaker than theirs. If you are determined to keep training, you could become even stronger than them when you reach their level.”
“Hey, Cassio, It’s good to hear you say some nice things for once.”
“Master, I am only speaking the truth.”
“Tsk.” After a moment of consideration, Muria found Cassio’s words oddly comforting. “List all the Gold-level Titans’ information for me. I want to challenge one of them.”
“Yes, master,” Cassio listed all the information for the twenty-seven Titans.
“Hmm, Gerald, Golden stage three.” Muria looked at the first Titan he fought with, pondered for a couple of seconds and decided, “I’ve already fought with him, so I won’t choose him. I’ll choose someone stronger.”
“Claist, Golden Rank Five, excels at using heavy sword.” Muria looked at the light screen, where he saw a Titan teenager carrying a heavy sword as tall as him, “Cassio, let it be him.”
“Master, I can’t refrain from reminding you that your chances of winning against a Golden Fifth-Order Titan are less than one percent.”
“It’s fine, I just want to see what kind of strength a Titan at the Golden Peak has and just how big the gap between him and me is. I’m prepared for defeat.”
Upon hearing Muria’s words, Cassio closed his eyes for a moment, then opened them: “A duel request has been sent to Claist.”
“Duel request!” Muria scratched his chin, “Such a request can be refused, right?”
“Yes.”
“Then, given that my strength is only Golden Stage Three, wouldn’t Claist find me weak and directly reject my duel request?”
“Very likely, master.”
“…” Muria looked speechless at his spirit. Talking to Cassio was like inviting trouble.
…
“Master, a Titan has sent a duel request.”
In a courtyard, a physically strong Titan was practicing combat techniques with a heavy sword in his hand. Beside him, his spirit reported to him in a low voice. Unlike Muria’s spirit, this titan’s spirit appeared as a male Titan dressed in armor.
“Someone challenged me? Who is it?”
“Muria.”
“Hm?” The wielding heavy sword Titan Claist paused, “Muria, I’ve never heard this name before. Can you look up for me who this unfamiliar Titan is?”
“According to the query results, this Titan named Muria lived on a sea island outside the clan lands until recently, when Lady Heloise brought him here.”
“Oh, I see.” The one named Claist continued to swing his gigantic sword, “So, what’s the strength of this fellow Titan who has just returned to the clan lands?”
“The strength of Lord Muria is only Golden Stage Three.”
“Golden Stage Three? Too weak. Turn him down, I don’t have time to fight with the weak.”
“Master, this Lord Muria is a bit special.”
“What’s special about him?”
“He’s not a Pureblood Titan, he’s the offspring of Lord Ansalor and a legendary Golden Dragon.”
“Really! Inherited the bloodline of Lord Ansalor, but the other half of his bloodline is a Golden Dragon? What a pity. If he was a Pureblood Titan inheriting the bloodline of Lord Ansalor, even at Golden Stage Three, I would still agree to fight him.”
“Master, the Dragon’s Bloodline of Lord Muria is not simple. The one who broke into our Titan territory a few years ago, that is his maternal grandfather, a Dragon King.”
“Accept Muria’s duel request, I want to see for myself just how special a Titan and the son of a Dragon with two epic bloodlines flowing in his veins is.” Upon hearing his spirit’s words, Claist stopped swinging the heavy sword in his hand and agreed to Muria’s duel request.
“Yes, Master.”
…
“Master, Claist has agreed to fight you.”
“Great.” Enthusiastically waving his fists, Muria, who was getting a bit anxious, was pacing back and forth in the courtyard of his residence.
“Construct a teleportation array to Claist’s residence, I want to fight him right now.”
“Master, there’s an arena built in the clan lands for Titan battles.” The statuesque Cassio informed Muria of another piece of information he was completely unaware of. “Once the duel is successful, both participants will be teleported to the arena.”
“Then construct the teleportation array leading to the arena.” Muria took a deep breath, looking forward to the impending battle, his blood seemed to be starting to boil.
“I hope you come back victorious.” As the teleportation array was successfully constructed, Cassio whispered to Muria.
“I’ll do my best.” Muria waved his hand and, filled with fighting spirit, walked into the teleportation array.
“Buzz!” After a slight teleportation dizziness, Muria found himself on a huge stone platform seemingly suspended in the void, surrounded by no other creature, only dead silence and darkness, except for the person in front of him.
It was a Titan with his upper body bare, revealing his own muscular upper body. He crossed his arms, and a sword the same height as him was placed at his side. His golden pupils examined Muria with inspecting eyes.
“Don’t you have a weapon?” Seeing Muria appear empty-handed, Claist asked with a frown.
“No.”
“I see, then I won’t use a weapon either.” The thirty-six-meter-tall Titan Claist looked at Muria, “Are you ready to fight?”
Thunderstorms circled around him, golden dragon flames ignited, pieces of dragon armor emerged on Muria’s body. In the blink of an eye, Muria entered his Dragon Titan Form.
“I’m ready!”
“Very good!” Seeing Muria’s state, a satisfied smile appeared on Claist’s face.
“Boom!” A much larger Titan teenager than Muria exerted force with his legs and charged at Muria at a speed that he could barely capture if he concentrates. The air let out a loud rumbling noise due to the Titan teenager’s charge.
A pair of fists, wrapped around with wind and thunder, came smashing at Muria. The air was exploding in the face of this power, as if moaning and trembling, unable to withstand such brutal power…
