King of Titans and D Chapter 469 - 469 465 The Frustrated Legendary Assassin

??Chapter 469: Chapter 465: The Frustrated Legendary Assassin

Chapter 469: Chapter 465: The Frustrated Legendary Assassin

“Clang!” A harsh tallic reverberation echoed. The legendary assassin, Lord Charva, attired in a black light armor and draped in a black cloak, looked at the imnse figure before him with a bewildered expression, his mind blurred for a mont.

He couldn’t comprehend how the mage, whose magic abilities were so formidable, had transford into a towering giant in a blink of an eye. And what bizarre thing did this giant possess? Even his Reaper’s Scythe, imbued with Silhouette Gold, couldn’t slash it. This shouldn’t be the case.

“What kind of weapon is this!” Caught off guard for a mont, the legendary assassin, Lord Charva, was taken by surprise by the giant before him. The gigantic hamr, like a falling castle, struck him.

Within a tempestuous black storm enveloping the entire city, like teors ceaselessly barraging from above, cluster of bone shattering sounds echoed, which only Lord Charva could decipher. This legendary assassin, whose na remained unknown to the world, was flung away. Friction against the air generated massive flas as he was thrust towards the earth like a teor.

“I finally got a chance to use it after such a long ti,” Muria exclaid, relishing the mont. Before the sickle could reach him, Muria transford back into his original form, wielding his Staff of the End, which had also magnified along with him, and struck it like a warhamr onto the legendary assassin.

When Muria forged the Staff of the End, he had the idea to use it as a lee weapon in a crucial mont. Considering its hardness, his magic staff was no less than any weapon and it could be used as a warhamr. However, he had never encountered such a “critical mont”.

Even this ti, Muria had the opportunity to take out other exclusive weapons to attack, but for the thrill of it, he chose to use the Staff of the End as a warhamr.

“Feels odd!” Muria unconsciously touched his waist. After he returned to his true form, the sickle which was originally aid at his head struck his armor, which had beco almost one with him – the Saintly Imperial Abyss.

Although he was not injured, the legendary blow was so powerful that Muria could feel a dull numbness in the muscles where the blow landed. If it wasn’t for the legendary armor’s defense, he would have certainly been wounded.

“So the second legend of the Charva family is hidden here. Interesting.” At the sa ti that Muria swung his staff and flew the legendary assassin, the ancient Golden Dragon, who had detected it almost simultaneously, stretched out his dragon claw to the assassin, turning him into a teor.

But his claw only grasped empty air, for the “teor” had disappeared. The assassin had already recovered from Muria’s strike and had vanished into the Shadow Realm.

“Such resilience and recovery ability are truly admirable.” Muria, observing the bloodstains on his staff, sincerely exclaid in awe. His blow was no less formidable than a hamring mountain. A typical Soul Intent assassin, upon receiving such a blow, would turn into a pile of broken flesh and there wouldn’t be a second outco.

“Bastard!” The legendary assassin Lord, tucked away in the crevices of the Shadow Realm and the Material World, hearing Muria’s evaluation, struggled to maintain his emotional stability with his teeth gritted in rage.

The assassin’s profession specializes in high attack and low defense. To see his one stroke was disregarded and that he was hit by a hamr and now being praised for his resilience and recovery ability felt like a mockery in disguise, no?

This being, possessing Dragon characteristics, yet also sowhat resembling the Titan that rampaged across the Nocchio Subcontinent a while ago, had not an iota of the legendary aura about him.

Simply put, he was repelled by an inferior being to a Legend. What’s worse, he hadn’t even injured this pretentious mage. If word gets out, won’t he beco a laughing stock?

“Lord Bastide, restrain your anger.” Muria grinned casually, “He didn’t harm . As for the legend in the city, I’ll leave them to you to deal with. I’ll deal with this hiding assassin.”

“Your Majesty, you…”

“Rest assured, I have a way to deal with him. It’s just space ability; it’s not insoluble.”

A cluster of Scorching Flas spewed out of the ancient Golden Dragon’s nostrils and a doubtful expression crossed his eyes. However, he rembered that the assassin couldn’t even pierce Muria’s armor, so he let down his guard and flew towards the group of buildings below where the Defense Array had already been obliterated.

“Buzz!” Subtle space fluctuation appeared. Under the suspicious gaze of the hidden assassin, Lord, a vast Semi-Plane shadow erged behind Muria, and then one of its parts quickly materialized into a swirling Space Gate. Armored giants and Five Colored Dragons with bared fangs flew out in neat formation.

“Semi-Plane? Is he a legendary bloodline mage?” Assassin Lord’s eyes widened in surprise as he watched this scene. The semi-plane was a signature possession of the legendary magic occupation. Not all legendary mages had a semi-plane, but whoever had a semi-plane was certainly a Legend.

“Go assist Lord Bastide, do not let single rebel escape, and be cautious during the battle, try not to hurt the city dwellers.”

After giving his orders to his minions, Muria, with his radiant golden pupils scanned the void, a confident smile upon his face.

This deanor accelerated the heart rate of the hidden legendary assassin, Lorde, and a sense of panic surged within him. He had a feeling that this unknown legendary bloodline mage seed to know his location.

Just as this thought surfaced in his mind, a radiant golden rainbow traversed the sky, aiming for his location. Under this rainbow light, everything else seed dim and ti seed to slow down incredibly.

“This is impossible!” The agonizing pain of his body being torn apart once again echoed in Lord’s mind, creating a surreal sensation. He was discovered, and before he could clearly see the attack, he was already injured – this was an unimaginable situation, it should not be like this.

“What a weak assassin, another waste trying to reach Legend with the help of external items,” Muria casually reached out, shattered the space, and a bolt of Golden Thunder descended into his hand, gradually taking on a solid form and transforming into a long spear – the Spear of the Sun Chaser.

Muria did not have the ability to shatter space with his own power, but his weapons did. During the fight with the Broken-Horn Balrog Fla Demon, the demon often forcefully suppressed him with its space ability. Having been severely beaten several tis, Muria had figured out so counterasures.

“Co out. No need to hide anymore. Once my Spear of the Sun Chaser has hit you once, you can’t escape my attacks anymore. You have been marked by ” Muria glanced at the ebbing blood on the Spear of the Sun Chaser in his hand with a confident smile.