King of Titans and D Chapter 1322 - 1322 1307 Great

??Chapter 1322: Chapter 1307 Great…

Chapter 1322: Chapter 1307 Great…

Shards of shattered scales flew in all directions, with flesh and blood spraying across the air, as firepower enough to flatten a small mound enveloped the dragon person who had morphed into a monster. But no matter how long the barrage continued or how grievous his injuries were, the creature remained standing, unyieldable, even advancing against the barrage of bullets.

“What level of Dragon Clan Bloodline has this freak awakened to be this strong? Even a bunker would be pulverized by this, and this guy can still move?”

The big shot who was mainly into cross-dressing and secondarily into dragon slaying, was taken aback by the unrestrained might demonstrated by this fanatic, empowered by a high-level dragon bloodline, rampaging through the city.

The weapons wielded by these Dragon Slayers were tampered with to inflict bonus damage on dragons, capable of instantly killing so lower dragons if they hit a vital spot.

“Don’t engage, retreat imdiately, you’re no match for him.” Just then, a stern command rang in his earpiece, and the cross-dressing boss, more attractive to n than most won, turned on his heels and fled.

As he lifted his skirt and kicked off his high heels to run, he muttered, “Who’d want to engage in close combat with such a monster? I’ve still got a great life ahead to enjoy!”

As he beat his retreat, he caught sight from the corner of his eye of about a dozen figures either leaping down from the trees or burrowing up from the ground, wielding disproportionately large weapons as they charged forward.

“Real heroes! Such n!” he exclaid, then kept running without looking back. He had already completed the perilous task of serving as bait; the rest was no longer his concern.

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“Ha, you think you ants can hurt ? You’re just a bunch of inferior beings!”

When the hail of bullets ceased, the flamboyant youth watched the Dragon Slayers, sword and bladed weapon in hand, charge at him, and the fury he had been suppressing in his heart burst forth.

“All of you, die!”

Scorching Flas, erupting from his nearly unrecognizable human form, ford a ring of fire that radiated out rapidly from him.

The experienced Dragon Slayers, using their absurdly large weapons as shields, easily withstood the seemingly powerful assault and then simultaneously struck the monster with their blades.

The sound of weapons cleaving flesh rang out, yet the creature was not felled by the Dragon Slayers’ concerted efforts; its dragonized skeleton forcibly withstood the barrage of slashes.

“Get lost!”

The creature swung its claw, effortlessly flinging a Dragon Slayer and seizing a weapon in the process, sparking a fierce battle.

Actual combat proved that, aside from an excess of hormones in his brain, the monster indeed had few weaknesses, for he demonstrated exquisite close combat skills, indicating his energy was not solely focused on the opposite sex.

As the brutal fight to the death raged on between the group and the dragon, a faint red light appeared in the sky above them, gradually expanding into a dazzling display of Northern lights, like the hem of a goddess’ dress.

But such a phenonon did not bring an end to the battle raging in the wilderness, after all, neither side in the midst of battle could afford the luxury of looking up at the sky; and even if they had noticed the anomaly, none would stop swinging their weapons.

But the anomaly in the sky was rely a sign that so great being was about to appear when a pressure as profound as an abyss, invoking the desire to prostrate in worship, erged, the battle was forcibly brought to a halt.

Space rippled like the surface of water, and then a Red Dragon Claw larger than anyone present reached out and gently pressed against the ground, yet even so, the earth trembled with the impact.

But those who witnessed this scene were deprived of the ability to express admiration or their thoughts, because when the Dragon Claw appeared, the oppressive aura in the air grew even denser, pinning everyone to the ground, including the Dragon People who had been unwavering until that mont.

And just as the proud youth with aspirations as high as the sky struggled to twist his head around, he happened to see an enormous Dragon Head pushing through the clouds, which instantly rendered his gaze stunned.

He was wild, he was arrogant, but he was not so foolish as to be unaware, no matter how he looked at it, this being that appeared before him for reasons unknown possessed the power to crush him with a re flick of its power.

“Dragon King!?”

Based on the fragnted information he knew from his Bloodline, the proud youth cried out excitedly, his expression gradually becoming fanatic.

According to his knowledge, should a true Dragon King appear, the existing human social order would be completely overturned by the Dragon King’s power, marking the beginning of the Dragon’s Era, and he, too, would undoubtedly beco a Noble of that era, no longer having to hide as he did now.

Upon hearing this non-human’s call, the Dragon Slayers who were also pinned to the ground by Dragon Prestige and struggled to move, their faces grew even uglier.

Because this being surpassed their understanding of dragons, apart from the Dragon King, they truly knew of no other more fitting for this dragon.

“Dragon King? No, I am not the Dragon King!”

While so speculated about the ergence of the Red Dragon and even initiated plans ant for the final mont, the dragon that had crossed space to descend lowered its head, scrutinizing those below to see if their bodies harbored any of the Dragon Clan’s Bloodline.

“I am the great Titan, the god who reigns over the sun, the master of sky, earth, and sea, the holder of the wheel of reincarnation, the arbiter of life and death, the ssenger of Lord Mureya!” Auston, sent ahead by Mureya to scout, introduced himself to the natives in a manner that proclaid Mureya’s existence.

And the Hybrids below, listening to Auston’s words, underwent a rollercoaster of emotions with his introduction, but all were simultaneously dumbstruck at his final ntion of being a ssenger.

This imnsely powerful presence before them was rely a ssenger of another formidable existence, so how incredibly mighty must the one that commands the king of Ten Thousand Dragons be? It was beyond imagination.

“By the way, what were you all doing just now? Fighting? Aren’t all of you Hybrids inheriting Dragon Blood, can’t you talk things out?”

Auston looked at the locals below with so curiosity, to his eyes, these beings were all of the sa Kind, differing only in the dilution of Dragon Blood in their veins, but this statent triggered a fierce reaction.

“We are humans with inherited Dragon Blood, not the sa kind as these monsters who no longer consider their own kind human.”

“Nonsense, you are the monsters, re lower-grade inferior beings, while I am a High-level human with two types of Bloodline.”