King of Titans and D Chapter 127 - 127 122 Standby

??Chapter 127: Chapter 122: Standby

Chapter 127: Chapter 122: Standby

“No need to look, all of your equipnt has been destroyed, except for the Space Ring,” the Elf Elder said, observing the Swordsman who was fiddling with a pile of “rubbish” while sitting cross-legged on a tree trunk.

Muria examined the pile of tallic debris before the Swordsman, recognizing here and there what seed to be rings, amulets, necklaces and other adornnts. The remaining Spirit Runes confird that these were all defensive equipnt.

The equipnt seed to be of high-level, possibly of legendary level, a realisation which made Muria’s heart ache slightly. All these legendary pieces of equipnt were now nothing more than a pile of junk.

“The Space Ring is still intact.” Ron, the Swordsman, rummaged through the pile of tal fragnts and brought out a tarnished ring to adorn his finger. “My gear may be destroyed, but I am still alive, everything lost can be reclaid.”

All the legendary armour had been destroyed, yet the Space Ring had survived? Muria was stunned for a mont, then realised that under the attack of Titan Yashiburn, all the defensive equipnt had been activated to sustain the attack along with the Swordsman.

The Space Ring was an exception, as it contained most of Ron’s personal property, which ant that during the attack it had been protected. As the ring was so small, it ended up being the only piece of equipnt that remained unscathed.

At that mont, Swordsman Ron pulled out a robe adorned with Spirit Runes from the Space Ring and put it on. Then, with a “clang!”, a Long Sword surrounded by white light appeared in his hand, gently vibrating.

“The legendary robe ‘Thought of Truth’, the legendary War Sword ‘Glory of Light’; truly befitting the first Swordsman.” Upon seeing the Long Sword that the Swordsman had taken from the Space Ring, the Elf Elder uttered the nas of the robe and the sword. “Even the backup Long Sword and robe are of legendary level.”

Legendary equipnt is far less in number than legendary beings. Because if one can achieve legendary status, the next step is to beco an everlasting deity. At this level, very few materials can contain their power, and even fewer materials can enhance it.

Therefore, many legends do not even possess one piece of equipnt that matches their level, and most are basically naked. A rather miserable situation. Every piece of legendary equipnt is a statent to the world, especially mildly old pieces of equipnt; everyone with a modicum of knowledge knows about them.

Swordsman Ron, the man who, when Muria had first t him, seed simple and poor. Every piece of clothing he wore, the Long Sword in his hand, even the seemingly insignificant adornnts, all were legendary pieces of equipnt.

Of course, the crucial point was that after the destruction of his equipnt in the battle against the Titan, Swordsman Ron could still take out spare legendary equipnt.

“I was so wrong!” Muria couldn’t help but cover her eyes. For the first ti, Muria felt that she had let down her race, the Giant Dragons. Assessing the value of items was a basic skill that every Giant Dragon should master. And she had initially thought that this Swordsman was “simple.”

A simple Swordsman, indeed. It was perfectly normal for a Swordsman to have such riches. He had defeated so many legendary beings throughout his lifeti. Just the remains of those fallen legends would represent a staggering wealth, not to ntion the wealth those legends had possessed themselves. All these combined, it was understandable why the fortune the Swordsman had was tenfold that of an average legend.

“…” After swaying the legendary Long Sword “Glory of Light” a few tis, Swordsman Ron frowned slightly. It wasn’t his usual Long Sword, which therefore didn’t feel as handy.

But there was no other choice, his original sword had been destroyed. If he wanted to repair it, he would have to ask the Dwarf King for help. For now, he would have to make do with the “Glory of Light”. After all, attacking with a legendary Long Sword made a world of difference compared to attacking without one.

“Are you that Titan Teenager?” After trying out the gripping feeling, Swordsman Ron sheathed the Long Sword in his hand and turned to look at Muria, recognising Muria instantly with one glance, just like the Elf Elder, not affected by the drastic change in Muria’s stature at all.

“I am, Your Excellency.” Muria nodded, sowhat troubled as she pondered how to voice her request.

“Mr. Swordsman, this fellow wants to ask you about that legendary sea monster corpse you left behind. He wants to know how you want to deal with it.” Before Muria could finish her thought, the silver-haired Elf girl blurted out Muria’s purpose.

“A legendary sea monster corpse?” The Swordsman was taken aback for a mont.

“It’s the corpse of the legendary sea monster you left on my island.” Seeing the slightly confused look on the Swordsman’s face, Muria reminded him.

“I see.” The Swordsman nodded, “You can dispose of the sea monster’s remains as you wish. There is no need to consult .”

“It’s mine!” Now it was Muria’s turn to be taken aback. A legendary creature’s remains, its bones, blood, flesh … even a single strand of hair, was worth an absolute fortune.

“You introduced

to a powerful Titan.” The Swordsman smiled briefly, with a hint of bitterness. “This battle has brought

so much satisfaction. Consider the sea monster’s remains as your reward.”

“A reward!” Muria scratched her head with embarrassnt. “Isn’t this too much?”

As for arranging the eting with the legendary Titan Yashiburn, she didn’t do much. Everything was handled by Cassio. She was just listening to Cassio telling stories, and when the ti ca, she watched the battle. She basically didn’t make much effort. Therefore, Muria felt undeserving.

Salvador, the Elf Elder, and the Silvermoon Elf girl Hesel, who were standing by, both looked surprised when they saw that Muria didn’t accept the Swordsman’s gift right away.

“Do not refuse it, those sea monster’s remains are of no use to .” The Swordsman explained straightforwardly after seeing Muria’s refusal. “Keeping them would just occupy my Space Ring.”

“The body of a legendary creature, of no use to you?” Muria said in disbelief, “Its skin and bones can be used to make legendary equipnt.”

“It’s just a lower rank legendary monster, it can’t make any high-level legendary equipnt,” the Swordsman said indifferently. The disdain in his voice was undisguised; he didn’t care in the slightest about this monster that he had killed with one strike, so he threw it to Muria.

“If you say so, then I will take it.” Hearing the Swordsman’s words, Muria no longer insisted. Since the Swordsman had said so, she didn’t need to be polite.

“Uh-huh.” Looking at the Swordsman, whose face had returned to calmness, Muria gritted her teeth. “Mr. Swordsman, I have a request.”