King of Titans and D Chapter 828 - 828 816 Its Not Easy Being the Creator

??Chapter 828: Chapter 816: It’s Not Easy Being the Creator

Chapter 828: Chapter 816: It’s Not Easy Being the Creator

After explaining a lot about epic knowledge to Muria, Akmonde, the Master of the Wilderness, left. Of course, although he told Muria a lot, it was still just a rough explanation, allowing Muria to have a general understanding of epics.

“Isn’t there a safer, more reliable way to obtain source power?” Muria sighed. He was not without courage, but the Titan Tribe’s way of achieving epics was too prone to danger. However, similarly, if one could beco an epic in such a way and survive, their combat power would definitely be the most top-notch among their peers.

After all, every bit of source power of an Epic Titan was obtained by stepping over the corpses of their peers.

“Alright, stop thinking too much, Little Muria, look, you originally had only one choice, but now you have a second option. When you advance to Legendary Peak, maybe you’ll have a third option,” said the Golden Dragon Mother, coming over to Muria’s side and patting his shoulder to comfort him.

“Uh, what? Mother, does the Dragon Race have any secret techniques for obtaining source power?”

“Muria, do you know how many Dragon Gods there are in the Temple of All Gods?” the Golden Dragon Mother asked in a somber tone.

“Uh!” Muria was stumped by the question.

“Nine, a full nine! If the Dragon Race had a secret technique for obtaining source power similar to the Titan Tribe or the Blazing Sky God Race, do you think there would be as many as nine Dragon Gods in the Temple of All Gods?”

“…” Muria was silent, without a response.

“But now, I don’t have to worry about ending up like those Dragon Gods. Now that the Titan Tribe and Blazing Sky Gods have allied, even the Dragon Race has joined in. When I want to beco the Dragon King, I’ll have two choices as well.”

“Since the Dragon Race is also involved, shouldn’t you inform my maternal grandfather?”

“The old man?” The Golden Dragon Mother, who had been preparing to tally up the wedding gifts with Muria, slapped her forehead and finally rembered her father who had gone to the Void.

…

“All right, I’ve inford him. The old man is lucky; he just saved a world that was invaded and gained a drop of source power. Now he’s preparing to return to the Erathia World.”

“How long before he can return?” Muria asked curiously. The path of the dragon kings of the Dragon Race on the Path to Epic was extrely difficult, and each drop of their source power depended on luck.

“Who knows?” the Golden Dragon Mother said carelessly, waving her hand, and then began to lead Muria out, “Now, let’s go and sort out the gifts you’ve received from your wedding. Once you organize them and settle down to digest them for a while, it will definitely boost your power and the strength of your forces significantly.”

Upon hearing the Golden Dragon Mother’s words, Muria also beca interested. He had rely received many of the gifts from the kingdoms and empires and had not looked at them closely. And the gifts from the Blazing Sky Gods and Epic Titans that followed, he had not examined at all, as his mind wasn’t on those gifts at the ti.

“Mija, co with

and take a look! They are gifts for both of us,” Muria invited.

“No need, you go ahead!” Mija, who had just gone from a young girl to a young wife, shook her head and refused Muria’s invitation. She had lost much interest in these external possessions.

She already had her equipnt, and for each Blazing Sky God, a prerequisite Cloud City. Not only did she have an oversized Cloud City but also twelve regular Cloud Cities as barrage cities.

As for her Angel Legion, apart from the batch that Muria had secured for her, transford from human heroes fallen to Undead Night Watchers, the Blazing Sky God Race had gifted her with another million-strong Angel Legion during the wedding. She basically lacked for nothing now.

With her current setup, if she imdiately possessed the strength of Legendary Peak, she could choose a world and prepare to ascend to beco a Blazing Sky God.

“Okay then!” Muria helplessly nodded.

…Legendary tals, Extraordinary tal Ores, elental vein coordinates, various powerful exotic beast eggs or younglings—but among these types of gifts, the most nurous were the Dragon Eggs. It seed that Muria’s joy in collecting Dragon Eggs was well known to the world’s major powers, and they sent gifts according to his preferences.

“Mother, how many of these did you take?” Muria, looking at the mountain of presents before him, asked the Golden Dragon Mother next to him. After the Blazing Sky Gods’ guests had arrived, he had no ti to attend to them; all subsequent gift receiving was handled by the Golden Dragon Mother herself.

“What nonsense are you talking about? I’m your mother! Why would I pilfer your things?” the Golden Dragon Mother denied vehently, pretending to be innocent and claiming she didn’t take a single needle or thread from Muria’s wedding gifts.

“Mother, those empires and envoy corps that sent

gifts didn’t bring any needles or threads,” Muria said, expressionless. If he believed that the Golden Dragon Mother hadn’t taken anything, he would have to be out of his mind.

“Just tell , I won’t ask for them back. I just want to get an idea, to know how much these people have given ,” Muria said.

“Really?” The Golden Dragon Mother looked at her son in disbelief. When had this boy beco so generous? Could it be because he was not a purebred Giant Dragon?

“Of course!” Muria nodded affirmatively, “Show

what you took.”

“Alright, there isn’t much anyway.” With that, the Golden Dragon Mother pulled out a huge crystal sculpture from her Semi Plane, followed by a Legendary Battle Spear…

After a while, Muria looked at the mountain of treasures before him, his mouth twitching, then he looked again at his mother, “What about the Legendary tals? Why aren’t you showing them?”

“I only took a few pieces, not much at all,” the Golden Dragon Mother replied.

…A quarter-hour later, Muria looked at the Legendary tals in front of him, which were enough for an adult Titan to forge another weapon. He turned to his mother and asked,

“Do you need Legendary tals to forge weapons now?”

“There isn’t such a requirent for the ti being.”

“Then why do you take so much?” Muria asked, his face filled with vexation.

“For collection, of course. Don’t you think these tals are beautiful?”

“Since you have no actual need, then…”

“No, why don’t we use these Legendary tals to forge a special weapon?” The Golden Dragon Mother suddenly changed her tune.

“Didn’t you say you have no need?”

“This is an idea I just ca up with.”

“…Alright, take them!” Muria agreed sowhat helplessly. To him at this mont, Legendary tals could only be considered a small part of his wealth. The real wealth was the resources and knowledge given to him by the Blazing Sky Gods and the Seed of the Subordinate Army given to him by the Epic Titan.

“Are you really okay with this?” Golden Dragon Mother showed a look of surprise.

“You are my mother, after all!”

“Good son.” The Golden Dragon Mother praised Muria, then with a wave of her hand, she swept up all the admired gifts from the ground.

“The twenty-four resource world coordinates from the Blazing Sky God Race require the establishnt of a Star Gate to acquire, nineteen Rune Weapon production lines need cultivated technicians to operate…”

Muria began to clear up the gifts from the Blazing Sky God Race, “These replicated knowledge and books, I need ti to go through them.”

After clearing up the gifts from the Blazing Sky God Race, Muria started to sort out the gifts given to him by the Epic Titan.

“The chanism Emperor’s gifts, they really are…” Muria withdrew his ntal power from the crystal ball that seed to condense a corner of the Star Domain, and his eyes showed a hint of resignation. He couldn’t extract any of the battleships from it.

The chanism Emperor had set conditions for every battleship. To take out a battleship, one must completely understand every function, structure, and the material composition ratio of the battleship.

In simple terms, only when he could craft the exact sa battleship with a pile of ores could Muria gain access to the battleships within.

To obtain the fleet within, Muria must possess knowledge that matched it; with the right resources, he would be able to create an identical fleet.

“It’s a tough lesson to learn!” Apart from this sigh, Muria really didn’t know what else to say. The gifts from the chanism Emperor were too tempting, forcing him to learn, yet he didn’t dislike this feeling at all.

Each Titan who achieved epic status was, in truth, a walking library. Even the barbaric-looking Lord of the Wild, who seed only capable of brute force, held vast knowledge. This was evident from the diverse array of Battle Beasts he commanded.

Indeed, source power could evolve everything, but such evolution was random. However, the creatures Akmonde, the Lord of the Wild, created—more than twenty types of beings born for battle—clearly had a specific purpose in their design.

The premise for creating these Battle Beasts was for Akmonde to understand tens of thousands of species deeply before he could conjure these beings that nature could never naturally evolve. Being the creator is not an easy role; in other words, Akmonde’s knowledge in biology was already maxed out.

“Ah, by the way, Muria, there’s sothing I need to discuss with you,” said the Golden Dragon Mother.

“What is it?” Muria, who was about to settle down to learn, turned his gaze to the Golden Dragon Mother.

“At your recent wedding, the Elf Race from the Titan Islands sent you a gift as well. However, their gift consisted of twenty life crystals ford from the resin of the World Tree.”

“Is there a problem with that?” Muria didn’t see anything amiss. The elves from the Eternal Peninsula had already been very kind. After all, the World Tree was almost a deity to the Elf Race.

“I thought it would be World Tree leaves or branches.”

“It’s already enough.”

“The elves from the Eternal Island are vassals of your Titan Tribe. But if you have no objections to this gift, then I have nothing to say.

Still, there’s another matter that needs to be discussed. The leaves of the World Tree that belong to you—the Elf Race has not delivered them up to now. Don’t you plan to have a talk with them?”

“Let’s delay this a bit. I think I should deal with the affairs of Xena Pus first.”

Muria, who was in the underground treasury of the Wind King Castle, looked up as he had just sensed the presence of the Dragon King. A Dragon King remained in Xena Pus, not having left.