King of Titans and D Chapter 1453 - 1453 1410 Twisted Jungle

??Chapter 1453: Chapter 1410: Twisted Jungle

Chapter 1453: Chapter 1410: Twisted Jungle

No deity stood up to openly oppose. Those who survived into the current chaotic era of gods battling each other were no fools. The simple-minded and na??ve deities were long devoured by more crafty beings, unable to survive until now.

Thus, the construction of the Ninefold Divine Palace proceeded smoothly. It seed as though the gods had reached a tacit agreent. After the Lord of War and Storms, who possessed a powerful divine force, voluntarily rged his Divine Kingdom into the Divine Palace, the rest of the gods started offering up their kingdoms based on their strength.

Such “sensible” behavior of the gods enabled Muria’s power to grow once again, reaching levels unattainable by any other deity; at least, the power he now wielded was unprecedented in this grand world.

“How does it feel, great God King, His Majesty Muria?” A slightly teasing voice echoed in the grand and vast temple. Michaela looked at her companion, whose deanor was now no different from those in ancient epics, feeling a multitude of emotions.

Her companion had finally reached this point, possessing a power comparable to those ancient beings who had lived for tens of millions of years.

Although so of it was due to fortuitous opportunities and luck, and though much of this power was not yet fully stable, one fact was undeniable—Muria now had access to a power reserved for the most ancient beings, under certain circumstances.

“Absolutely wonderful,” the God King who almost controlled everything, candidly replied, “If possible, I would like you to see from my perspective as well. However, such a thing may only be feasible once I beco the master of the world.”

“So when will you beco the master of the world?”

“When I have eliminated the Mother of All Things, only then can I truly beco the master of the world; currently, I am rely a king in na.”

Upon becoming the supre entity and reaching a realm that past gods of this great world had never touched, Muria gained much information,

such as the war that shattered this world, which left it fractured in its current state and inflicted a painful mory that millennia could not erase.

The brutality of the war and the world’s lant montarily stirred Muria’s emotions, but he soon regained his composure. After all, as an external force, real empathy was unattainable—not unless he had nearly rged with this world, which might allow him to feel slight emotional fluctuations.

Having reviewed the war footage, which could stir anger in any native creature, Muria found so information that was relatively useful at the mont.

Firstly, he had not yet unified the great world; a third of it was still occupied by the Mother of All Things, an invader from the Void.

The remaining two-thirds of the world, personified by the Will of the World, seeing resistance was futile and about to be swallowed, took a desperate gamble and shattered the remnants of the world, scattering them across the Void.

Better to be a shattered jade than a whole tile, though it sounds dignified, it was actually a helpless act in extre desperation. The Will of the World at that ti was simply buying ti, waiting for a turn of fortune.

And indeed, Muria’s arrival proved the Will of the World’s decision was right: the world had found its pivot. The chronic maladies of the past were not only swept away in the war, but the very force that pushed the world toward ruin, the Mother of All Things, now faced opposition from a group of powerful entities.

“Then let’s clear it up; now that your power has reached its peak, it’s ti to take action. Otherwise, if you go too late, you’ll only get the leftovers.”

“Yes.”

When Muria stood in the temple, in that instant, his presence enveloped everything Michaela saw before her, making everything else seem infinitesimally small, while he stood imnsely grand.

“Tone it down a bit. Why are you putting on airs in front of ?”

rely due to a movent from her companion, even the wings behind Michaela seed sowhat dim, and she expressed her discontent.

“Sorry, the rate of my power increase has been too rapid lately; I haven’t been able to fully control it.”

Muria appropriately expressed his apology to his companion, understanding the imnse pressure his proximity could impose on those around him.

“In that case, you should wait a bit longer; otherwise, your presence might just complicate things.”

“No need, this state is sufficient. The Mother of All Things is strong, but with

and my fellow elder kind, she is more than manageable.”

With one step, Muria’s towering form instantly shrank to match Michaela’s height; yet even so, standing before her husband, she felt a sense of smallness and frailty.

“Just like you said, if I go too late, everything might already be over, and then it would be rather embarrassing to claim anything.”

“I’ll go with you.”

“No… Well, okay.”

Initially intending to refuse, Muria caught his companion’s gaze, swallowed his refusal and agreed.

After all, before his fall, even if Michaela faced an accident, she could be infinitely resurrected.

“Take all the divine beings with interdiate divine strength or higher from the Divine Court.”

“Okay.”

Since even his wife was willing to join, this request was natural for Muria to agree to without overthinking.

“They should also have a more substantial understanding of your identity.”

“It’s not necessary for them to know too clearly.”

Concerning his identity as an Epic Titan from another world beyond the Void, Muria had never intended to conceal it, nor did he plan to promote it.

“What harm is there in their knowing? It will only increase their awe of you.”

…

A gentle and cool wind swept through the dense, almost ink-colored forest, lifting waves of green. The dense, mist-like essence of life perated the air as ferocious beasts roared and giant birds shrieked, spreading the ancient, vast aura of primordial life.

A silent figure holding a battle halberd stood watching the forest brimming with primordial aura. If his mory served correctly, this jungle was just a barren wasteland covered with carcasses three days ago.

But in just a few days, everything had been covered by this vibrant jungle, and powerful creatures had followed suit,

Making all past efforts seem futile, as if the battle were rely a joke. But was that really the case?