??Chapter 66: Chapter 65: Titan and Divine Descendant
Chapter 66: Chapter 65: Titan and Divine Descendant
The Clan Land of the Titans was vast with fertile vegetation, but evolving creatures were extrely rare. Muria and Heloise had been strolling for a while without encountering many of them. Now hearing the sound of a battle, Muria was extrely curious.
When Muria and Heloise arrived at the source of the noise, Muria saw the two figures engaged in the battle… As expected, one was a Titan wrapped in a tempest and thunder, and the other was a Blazing Sky God Descendant whom he had t not long ago.
However, the one fighting the Titan was not the Blazing Sky God Descendant who had professed his love by playing music in Heloise’s courtyard, but another even stronger one, shrouded in a cluster of incandescent flas. Muria could not see their specific appearance within the flas, only the shadow of a six-winged being wielding a battle sword.
“Soul Intent Level.” Muria watched the battling duo with a sowhat solemn expression on his face. With each of their movents, varying numbers of Soul Intent Circles appeared.
“Watch carefully, this is Soul Intent Level battling.” Heloise, who was watching the fight in the sky ahead of them, turned back to Muria and said: “This is different from the ones on your island.”
In the distance, in the sky, the Titan circling with wind and thunder swung the long spear in his hand. With his movents, nine cyan-golden Soul Intent Circles erged from each of his arms, enhancing his attack speed. Muria watching the fight could hardly see the shape of the long spear.
On the other side, the Blazing Sky God Descendant, who had grown in size to match the battling Titan, responded to this with more intense flas emitting from his body. Electric Soul Intent Circles appeared under his feet, which Muria also could not clearly count.
The six-winged Blazing Sky God Descendant, covered in white-hot flas, used the battle sword in his hand to block the long spear launched by the Titan across the battlefield. “Clang!” Their weapons collided, and then, a violent shock wave swept all around.
“Huff!” The violent wind lifted Muria’s black hair, stiffening his face a bit. He realized that he probably couldn’t handle either the Titan’s just-struck spear or Blazing Sky God Descendant’s just-swung sword.
“How could they be so strong?” Muria’s face grew stiffer. He saw the Blazing Sky God Descendant dodge the Titan’s sweeping spear, and then, the spear, carrying the tempest and thunder, landed on the ground.
“Boom!” Muria felt the ground beneath him vibrate. With disbelief, he watched this spear create a deep ditch several hundred ters long and dozens of ters deep in the ground.
“Swish!” A blazing sword light fell from the sky. In Muria’s stunned gaze, it split a hilly slope over a hundred ters high into two halves, opening up an abyss in the middle.
“Ugh, Heloise.” Muria felt his throat dry up. He suddenly felt a bit weak as he realized there was a risk of being mistakenly hurt or killed during the battle. “Don’t they have anyone to intervene while they fight like this?”
“It’s just a test of skill, why would they need intervention?” Heloise asked, looking at Muria with confusion.
“This is just a test of skill?” Muria pointed to the shattered ground in front of them, asking incredulously. The crisscrossed craters at least a hundred ters long on the ground were what puzzled him when he first arrived. He understood now.
“They are only revealing a part of their Soul Intent Circles, of course it’s only a test.”
“…So, they aren’t going all out.” Muria silently watched as a towering mountain in the distance was smashed into shreds by the long spear in the Titan’s hand, shattering into blocks of stone.
“Heloise, can we stand further away?” Muria pulled at the corner of his mouth. He saw another sword light struck down and dug a trench not a thousand ters away from him. The overflowing sword qi made his face slightly hurt.
“Don’t worry.” Heloise watched the battle in the distance with great concentration, her fists clenched, filled with a throbbing impulse to join. “I’ll protect you, just stay here and watch carefully!”
“Alright.” Muria looked at Heloise’s figure, and then compared her with the Titan battling in the distance. Even though he had estimated that Heloise was not yet capable of participating in such a fight, she should have no problem blocking so of the aftermath.
“We are not the only spectators.” Muria looked around and suddenly realized there were seven or eight other Titans watching the battle, all of them juveniles, none as tall as the legendary Titan Ansalor he rembered.
“There are many other creatures, too.” Muria saw not only Titans but also so very special creatures. Not far from him sat a huge “giant cat” with wings growing from its sides and a snow-white body, watching the fight earnestly.
Further away, on a branch of an ancient tree towering hundreds of ters high, a majestic green-scaled giant bird was also observing the battle seriously.
Three giant wolves with silver-white flowing hair were communicating with each other intermittently. A purple panther with a flickering body was in the air, and an elephant with four curved, knife-like, long white tusks… Muria even saw a very peculiar large tortoise; its shell was covered with thorn-like bumps like miniature mountains, looking quite interesting.
“Don’t distract yourself, Muria.” Heloise chided him discontentedly when she saw Muria looking around. “These are the descendants of the companions that the Titans have tad. It’s not strange that they live in our clan lands.”
Muria watched the battle in the sky, he was sowhat dazed. Regardless of whether it was the Titan wielding the spear or the Blazing Sky God Clan wielding the sword, Soul Intent Circles of various numbers would appear on their bodies when they launched attacks.
It’s completely different from the soul-intent Storm Giants on Taiji Island. Once the soul-intent level Storm Giants enter the battle state, the Soul Intent Circles will constantly manifest, and they appear only under their feet, which is entirely different from the two in the sky above.
Arms, back, chest, ankle … The battling Blazing Sky God Descendants and Titans, any part of their body can manifest Soul Intent Circles at will.
Upon seeing the scene before his eyes, Muria knew that this is the correct usage of the Soul Intent Circle. Those giants on his island most likely don’t even know the basic use, their application of the Soul Intent Circles follows instinct, extrely inefficient and wasteful.
“So strong!” Muria watched the battle in the sky and lanted once again in a low voice. There was no longer a trace of his previous complacency left. Seeing the Titans and the Blazing Sky God Descendants in the air, demonstrating exquisitely masterful martial arts, Muria could only feel a powerful drive surging in his heart.
“Clang!” Another collision of spear and sword, the Titan intertwined with wind and thunder, and the Blazing Sky God Descendant enveloped in white flas, separated.
“Let’s call it a day, Atrean.” The Blazing Sky God Descendant wielding a battle sword spoke first, proposing a ceasefire. The white flas on his body gradually dissipated, revealing a slim body dressed in armor, a perfect handso face, and the six wings behind him dotted with spots of flas.
“Ilves, you’re still such a bore.” Hearing that his opponent no longer wanted to fight, the Titan holding the long spear sounded sowhat discontented: “Every ti when I’m in the midst of an exciting fight, you suddenly say you don’t want to fight anymore. Can’t you have a proper battle with ?”
“Stop this nonsense, Atrean. Last ti I accompanied you for three days and two nights and you were still dissatisfied,” Blazing Sky God Descendant Ilves looked equally displeased, “I only fought this long today considering our friendship.”
“Hee hee.” Towering approximately sixty ters high, Titan Yatrein chuckled, “Ilves, can’t you accompany
for a little more ti?”
“Futile.” Saying so, the body of the Blazing Sky God Descendant, as tall as Titan Yatrein, began to shrink rapidly. In order to fight the Titan, he used a sort of magic ability to make his body so huge. His real body wasn’t that big.
“Sigh!” Yatrein, upon seeing Ilves back to his true size of ten ters, realises that his friend truly didn’t have any interest in fighting with him today.
“Go, if you’re still not satisfied, you can go to the Abyss Training Field and play by killing demons!” Ilves waved his hand, flapped the six wings on his back, turned into a white rainbow and disappeared before the eyes of the many spectators.
“That’s even more boring.” Titan Yatrein muttered, glancing around, and then his gaze fell on the most conspicuous Heloise and Muria among the spectators.
“Oh, Heloise.” Among all the spectator Titans only Muria and Heloise stand together. Extrely conspicuous. Of course, what truly attracted Yatrein’s attention, was Muria.
“Who is this?” Yatrein, bulky and muscular, appeared in front of Muria at a speed beyond Muria’s perception. He looked down and examined Muria with so curiosity.
He recognized every Titan in the clan, but he had never seen Muria before and Muria seed to be a Titan, which piqued his curiosity.
“Eh! A strange Titan.”
“I’ve never seen him, have any of you?”
“I haven’t seen him either.”
“Heloise, who is he?”
…The Titan, towering over sixty ters high, drew attention with every move. As Yatrein approached Muria, those imposing creatures and the Titans who just finished watching the battle naturally noticed Muria.
The creatures in the Titan Clan lands are too rare, and the number of Titans is fewer, so the Titans and these Exotic Beasts basically all know each other. Therefore, the unfamiliar face of Muria naturally aroused their curiosity.
“Let
introduce you, this is Lord Ansalor’s offspring, Muria.” Seeing the many Exotic Beasts and Titans that had congregated, Heloise directly introduced Muria to them.
“Lord Ansalor’s offspring, doesn’t that make him the grandchild of the esteed Lord?” Upon hearing Heloise’s words, Yatrein’s eyes lit up, but after sizing up Muria, he quickly deflated: “You’re only at Golden stage three, too weak.”
Hearing these words, Muria could only respond with an awkward smile, maintaining friendly and polite politeness. What else could he say? Compared to the entity before him with strength enough to split mountains and divide peaks, he was weak.
“Um, I heard that Lord Ansalor’s partner is not a Titan, but a Golden Dragon.” At that mont, a Titan girl with a ponytail spoke up sowhat restrainedly. Her golden eyes were curious as they took in Muria.
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