King of Titans and D Chapter 480 - 480 476 Spirit Imprint

??Chapter 480: Chapter 476: Spirit Imprint

Chapter 480: Chapter 476: Spirit Imprint

The radiant and massive teleportation pillar tore through space, spanning a vast distance, and struck the tallic square purposely constructed in front of Muria, under the astonished gaze of countless creatures living on Cloud Island.

The deep growls of the enormous beasts echoed, carrying a daunting force indescribable to lower beings. Of course, it had no effect on Muria.

“Blood Lion Demons, they look pretty good!” Muria, maintaining his original Dragon Titan Form, gazed at the seventeen lions in front of him. These lions had blood-red furs and so bone spurs on their bodies, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

“Down!” Seeing the seventeen Abyssal Hunters in front of him, baring their teeth and claws, and a few of them eager to attack, Muria frowned slightly and scolded them.

Seven of the Blood Lion Demons looked at each other, then made a whimpering sound similar to a “ow”. Then, they stooped their limbs and obediently lay on the tallic ground, which had nearly lted due to the bombardnt of the teleporting spirit light.

They rembered Muria’s scent, and their minds held mories of being dominated by him. Hearing his familiar voice, they recalled their past fears.

However, this was only a small part. The other ten naturally spread out, forming a formation suitable for dealing with Muria and the Storm Giants behind him.

“Interesting, after gnawing at the corpses of demons for so many years, did you gain enough power and muster the courage to challenge ?” Seeing the Blood Lion Demons whose bodies were slightly depressed, with bulging muscles, ready to pounce, Muria’s face revealed a look of excitent.

“How presumptuous! Just a few lowly demons daring to challenge His Majesty, Muria.” Seeing the posture of the ten Blood Lion Demons, the Storm Giant Leader, Terence, beca furious. He drew the heavy sword that he had specially commissioned the dwarves to forge from his back, ready to take action.

“Terence, stand down.” Muria clenched his hands into fists, his eyes revealing a hint of seething battle intent. “I will deal with these ten little lions myself. After all, these are my reliance when I disguise as a Demon Warlock to infiltrate the Senapus Subcontinent in a few days.”

“Yes, sir.” Upon hearing Muria’s command, Terence reluctantly put down his heavy sword, and he and the eleven Storm Giants slowly retreated, clearing the battlefield.

“Co on, kittens!” Watching the terrifying form of the Blood Lion Demons, Muria, who had only retained his initial form, let his long black hair on his back and shoulders flutter in the wind.

He didn’t wear all the components of the Saintly Imperial Abyss, only the wings and tail. As for the Titan Body in his human form, he wore no armor, as Muria scorned the idea of taking advantage of his equipnt to bully these little lions.

“Roar!” On seeing Muria provoking the battle, two of the Blood Lion Demons, who had advanced to the Soul Intent Level by devouring a large number of demon corpses and had an inflated ntality, rushed out at the sa ti. They charged towards Muria with their mouths wide open, ready to tear him apart.

“Boom!” Faced with the pouncing Blood Lion Demons, Muria punched one in the jaw, causing a muffled collision sound and a very subtle sound of bone cracking. The body of this Blood Lion Demon, as large as a small hill, spun in the air, performing an intricate maneuver of a 720-degree mid-air roll, before crashing heavily onto the ground.

“Swish!” Just as Muria launched a powerful attack on the Blood Lion Demon, his long dragon tail, ard with thorn-like armor and a rhombic spear blade tail tip, swung out from behind him, directly piercing through the body of another Blood Lion Demon, effortlessly penetrating its heart.

“Roar!” Seeing the tragic fate of their kind, the remaining eight Blood Lion Demons that wanted to challenge Muria howled in unison and charged forth.

“Bang!” “Roar!” “Boom!”… Facing the attack of the eight Blood Lion Demons, Mureya’s fighting spirit surged, utterly unyielding, his fists filled with the power of Thunder thrust out at high speed, landing on the bodies of the eight Blood Lion Demons. At the sa ti, eight visibly clear sound explosion rings spread out.

The battle had just begun, and it ended in less than ten breaths. Under Muria’s heavy punches, this group of Abyssal Hunters recognized the absolute gap between them and Mureya, making the correct choice imdiately.

They rolled on the ground exposing their soft underbellies and issued a sound similar to a “ow” in sha. Knowing that their feeble cries may make the terrifying entity before them a little kinder, they did not mind compromising their Demon dignity, especially with no other demons to bear witness to their disgrace.

“Sensible indeed.” Seeing the perfectly executed moves of the Blood Lion Demons, whose bodies he had battered to deformation but were rapidly healing, Mureya shook his head sowhat dissatisfied; he had not yet had enough fun.

“All of you move aside and lie down over there.” Muria ordered the seven Blood Lion Demons lying on the rapidly cooling tallic square who were mockingly regarding their beaten kind.

“Cassio, is everything else ready? Send them all over to

at once.”

“Everything is ready.” Along with Cassio’s words, a teleportation pillar, even more radiant and thicker than before, crashed in front of Mureya. The roasting, wicked aura spread out, heating the surrounding air rapidly, making it boiling hot.

A group of human-shaped demons wreathed in burning flas appeared before Mureya’s eyes, “After so many years of free-range breeding, I didn’t expect all of them to have evolved so well.”

When Mureya first summoned the demons, besides the Blood Lion Demons, he had left a large number of Fire Burning Demons to clean up the corpses. After years of devouring the remains of demons, these middle and lower ranked Fire Burning Demons broke through the bloodline limits of demons and evolved into higher ranked Fla Demons, possessing even greater power.

“Submit, or die.” Muria commanded in the Demonic Language, exuding authority, as he stared at the restless Fla Demons, eager to do sothing.

As Mureya’s voice echoed, those Blood Lion Demons, behaving as ekly as pet cats, trying to please Mureya, stood up, surrounding the larger number of Fla Demons. Murderous intent perated the atmosphere.

With the support of these obsequious Blood Lion Demons, the Fla Demons who had once surrendered made the right choice for the second ti…

Everything that followed was much simpler. For security reasons, Mureya left a spirit imprint on the seventeen Blood Lion Demons and the hundreds of Fla Demons with varying strengths to control their actions.

Until Mureya’s defeat or death, these submitted demons would not rebel, as sotis, demons from the Abyss showed more integrity than humans.