King of Titans and D Chapter 73 - 73 72 Arduous training

??Chapter 73: Chapter 72 ‘Arduous’ training

Chapter 73: Chapter 72 ‘Arduous’ training

“Muria, the armor derived from your bloodline is quite tough, but it’s not enough. Your grasp of strength, your use of Titan martial arts, they’re all lacking. Your every move lacks killing intent.”

Klaeste, with his ssy black hair, stared at Muria panting heavily in front of him, her armor marked with cracks everywhere, earnestly giving his suggestions.

“After you go back, take a good rest, then have your spirit transport you to the Demon’s Training Ground to practice. Hone your martial arts through endless slaughter.”

“Let’s go again,” said Muria, panting heavily.

“Boring. Fight with

again when you can skillfully use martial arts.” Klaeste turned and walked towards his giant sword. “I don’t have ti to be your training partner, helping you practice your martial skills. Go and spar with those Titans on your level. Don’t bother

again.”

The towering Titan turned and pulled out his own sword, a Teleportation Array slowly forming under his feet. “When training your martial skills by challenging other Titans, do not use the armor derived from your Dragon’s bloodline.”

“Hu!” Seeing Titan Claist disappear before her eyes, Muria let out a long sigh. The shattered Dragon Armor all over her body faded away, her strength was nearly depleted, and the shattered Dragon Armor had no energy left to heal itself.

“So strong!” Muria recalled the recent battle and still felt apprehensive. Klaeste was stronger than she had imagined. She was completely crushed by Klaeste. From beginning to end, she was always on the defensive and in a very embarrassing situation.

“Giants simply cannot compare to Titans, the gap is too wide.” Muria sighed softly. However, imdiately after, a smile appeared on her face, “Although it’s a bit frustrating, it greatly improved my martial arts. A few more tis, and even without my Dragon Armor, I can fight evenly with Gerald.”

“Sadly, he’s unwilling to fight with

anymore.” Muria muttered softly. “The Demon’s Training Ground, what kind of place is that?”

“Master, shall I teleport you back?” A familiar voice echoed in Muria’s ears. It was the voice of her spirit, Cassio.

“Teleport.” Muria looked around the empty arena where only she was left, and then at the ground that had been shattered due to her previous battle with Klaeste. To her surprise, the ground seed to be slowly healing and returning to its original state as if it had a life of its own.

“Hum!” The Teleportation Array ford under Muria’s feet. With the array patterns on it shining brightly, Muria’s figure disappeared from the desolate arena.

“Welco back, Master.” When Muria reappeared in the yard of her residence, Cassio, who appeared sowhat ethereal with his semi-transparent form, bowed to Muria.

“Hmm.” After returning, Muria glanced at the several houses with rough designs in her residence, casually chose the largest one and walked in.

Just like the exterior of the building, the interior of the house was equally rough and bore no relation to the word “delicate”. The walls were a natural pale gray color decorated with special ornants.

“When did they put them in?” Muria stood by the wall, looking at the row of special ‘decorations’ hanging there, all with a chilling glow, and pondered with so helplessness.

“Clang!” Muria took a double-edged battle-axe off the wall. As soon as she held it in her hand, she felt a slight heaviness, indicating it was substantial enough.

“It feels right in the hand, as though it was tailored for .” Muria gently swung the battle-axe. A glint of cold light flew out and buried in the ground.

“Tsk, it must have been mixed with so special tal!” Looking at a shallow scratch tens of ters long appearing on the ground, Muria could not help whispering in awe.

“Master, all the weapons in your room were made for you. They are transitionary until you have your own exclusive weapon. So, please make sure to use them well until they all break.”

“All being used until they break, huh, how many battles would I need to fight?” Muria lightly touched the blade of the battle-axe. She could not tell what tal it was made of, but she was sure it did not contain a trace of legendary tal. It seed to be an alloy made up of several special tals.

Muria put the battle-axe in her hand back on the wall, looked around at the various weapons hanging on the wall – swords, spears, swords, halberd, axe, hook, fork – all kinds of weapons, everything one could think of.

“There’s too great a variety of these weapons.” Muria looked at her spirit.

“This is so that you can find the weapon that best suits you during the process of using them. Therefore, the types of weapons must be complete.” Cassioe responded.

“Alright!” Muria said, and then walked to the only furniture in her room, a bed, or more accurately, a piece of rock that was neatly cut with a smooth surface.

“There’s nothing for amusent or enjoynt.” Seeing the only piece of furniture in her room, Muria sighed helplessly and then lay down on it, clean and neat. She was very tired now.

“Master, for Titans, fighting is the greatest enjoynt, and slaughtering chaotic creatures is the best amusent.” Cassioe calmly remarked.

“Nonsense, then what’s the point of living?” Muria waved her hand impatiently, she would never accept this kind of idea, “Cassio, is there any food? I’m hungry.”

In the battle with the Golden Fifth Order Titan Claist, Muria had been continuously injured, her Dragon Armor continuously shattered. To heal, she had to use a great amount of energy. Her body was now almost at the point of exhaustion, which was exactly why Klaiste had stopped fighting.

“Just a mont, master.”

“…” Lying on the stone bed, Muria slightly turned his head to see three piles of elental crystals placed next to his bed. “What’s this?”

“Your food.”

Muria sat up, picking up a crystal filled with fire elent energy. It had more abundant and purer energy than the elental crystals on Taiji Island, seeming to be a compressed mass of massive fire elents.

“Do Titans eat these elental crystals for replenishnt?” Muria asked blank-facedly.

“Underage Titans eat wind and thunder elent crystals for replenishnt, while adult Titans do not need to eat.”

“I see.” Muria stared at the radiant fire elent crystal in his hand, flickering with red spirit light. After a slight hesitation, he put it to his lips, opened his mouth wide, and bit down.

Dragons are creatures with a wide range of diets. A dragon’s stomach can even digest inorganic matter, aning dragons can eat earth to fill their stomachs when they can’t find anything else to eat. They will never starve to death.

As an entity superior to dragons, the diet of a Titan is even broader. In fact, the higher the lifeform, the broader its diet. Picky eating is a problem for lower-level creatures; Titans and dragons can almost eat anything.

“Click!” Muria bit the red crystal into pieces in his mouth, swallowed it, and said, “It doesn’t taste like anything! But…” He put his hand on his chest, feeling a warm current spread all over his body after swallowing the fire-elent crystal. “It’s warm, quite comfortable.”

“Click!” “Click!”… Having experienced the sensation of directly swallowing elental crystals, Muria without hesitation grabbed the wind, thunder, fire elent crystals in front of him and began to shove them one after another into his mouth.

As Muria continued to devour the elental crystals, his spirits increasingly lifted, no longer looking listless. His golden eyes began to shine brightly, as if there was thunder flashing inside them, and his shoulder-length black hair fluttered under his overflowing power.

“Click!” After crushing and swallowing the last thunder elental crystal brought by Cassio in his mouth, Muria, whose eyes were already beaming golden electric light, looked at the ethereal Cassio and said, “Bring

so more, I haven’t had enough.”

“Master, you’ve eaten enough, you can’t eat anymore.”

“Hmm!” It was only then that Muria realized his body was flickering with tiny thunderbolts, enveloped by a light blue whirlwind, and a layer of shallow golden fla was burning on him. He also felt a sense of fullness, similar to the feeling of overeating in his previous life.

“My strength has fully recovered.” Muria got off the stone bed, standing up and revealing the fragnted dragon scale armor on him. Powered by his abundant energy, these fragnts of dragon armor were quickly healed.

“Phew! Feels so good.” Muria moved his body around; the energy consud in repairing the dragon scale armor just right made the feeling of fullness in Muria disappear, leaving him refreshed.

Cassio, who was standing on the side, smiled slightly upon seeing Muria’s satisfied look. The amount of elental crystals she had prepared for Muria was not randomly assigned.

“Master, do you need anything else?”

“No.” Muria waved his hand, “I am going to ditate and rest.”

“If you need anything, just call my na, master.” Saying that, the gentle spirit turned into a little light and disappeared.

“Sheesh, how high-end.” Muria smacked his lips, admiringly, then sat cross-legged on the stone bed and closed his eyes to ditate. While on Taiji Island, Muria had already replaced sleep with ditation.

In Muria’s view, ditation is an alternative thod of resting through sleep. Compared to regular sleep, one can increase their ntal power a little bit each day through ditation. Over ti, the ntal power gained is quite significant.

This is a fantastic practice thod, not compromising training or rest, except for the high consumption. After all, ntal power isn’t going to grow out of thin air. Ultimately, it requires expending the body’s life force and energy.

What the ditating Muria did not realize was that once he entered the state of ditation, under his stone bed, a magic array emitting dots of fluorescent light appeared silently. After the magical array appeared, the rhythm of Muria’s breath beca even more steady, and his lips unconsciously curled into a slight smile.

“Cassio, I’m hungry.” After ditating all night, Muria imdiately shouted into the void as soon as he opened his eyes, then he noticed the magic array below him starting to fade.

“This is…” Feeling the stone bed beneath him returning to its regular dull, coarse touch unique to rock, Muria recalled the array patterns and pondered, “An auxiliary magic array for ditation? Those guys, aren’t they killing machines? When did they engrave this kind of auxiliary magic array?”

“Master, here’s your food.” Cassio’s spectral form coalesced in the air. Almost simultaneous to that, neatly stacked piles of elental crystals appeared next to Muria.

This ti Muria saw clearly that the elental crystals he was eating were actually transmitted through a delicate and small magic array.