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Chapter 626 - Chapter 626: Reaching Out Recklessly Will Get Your Hand Cut Off!

"So noisy, I can't even sleep. This little guy really knows how to stir things up!" A deep voice sighed. "I sensed it—His Majesty Bahamut granted this little one the power to summon ancient dragons, but he doesn't use it, deliberately putting himself in such danger. It's reckless. But since I've seen it, I'll end it. After all, he is a descendant of our metallic dragon clan, and he's fighting against evil gods and frost giants. In that case, I'll let my children join this war!"

Silently, a ripple, perceivable only by silver dragons, swept across the entire continent...

"Hmm? This is too weak!" In the heat of battle, Muria suddenly noticed a glaring scene below—a primeval white dragon dispatched by Claudia was being brutally beaten by a legendary frost giant, shattered bone scales flying, and dragon blood as cold as liquid nitrogen falling from the sky.

"I've already held off five legends." Muria's mouth twitched as he glanced at other legendary battle groups. Mikaela was fully occupied, and the other legends were similarly engaged. With a look of resignation, he muttered, "Seems like I have to save the day myself."

"I once thought this secret technique was useless, but it does have its uses now."

Clang! The sound of metal resonated as a double-edged battle axe emerged from Muria's body, and three rifts connecting to the Elemental Plane opened, unleashing a torrent of elemental power—a second Titan-form Muria appeared.

This clone possessed thirty percent of Muria's original combat power and had the indestructibility of legendary weapons. The clone's power came from Muria's main body; as long as Muria's power didn't run out, the clone would persist.

"Go!" The clone, manifested from the Warlord's Axe, cast a glance at the five legends and shot towards the struggling primeval white dragon, ready to turn the tide of its defeat.

"Do you think we don't exist, Titan?" The five legends facing Muria were enraged. Initially, taking on five opponents was already audacious, but now Muria was splitting his power to interfere with other battles, essentially disregarding them.

A sixty-meter-tall frost giant with bulging muscles extended his hand towards Muria's descending clone. The wind and snow coalesced into a giant hand, its imposing presence overwhelming.

"Reaching out recklessly will get your hand cut off!"

Clang! A piercing sword sound erupted, a storm of sword energy swept through, shattering the icy hand into countless shards. Behind Muria, a heavy eight-sided sword appeared, its spine inscribed with ancient divine runes glowing with a crimson light symbolizing slaughter.

Endless golden lightning burst from Muria, flames enveloping him, evaporating the falling snow and hail, constructing a three-kilometer-radius thunder and flame cage, trapping the five legends within.

"Are you still so confident now? Do you think you can stop all of us? What gives you that confidence, Titan?" The frost giant who had tried to intercept Muria's clone retracted his hand, his face contorted in anger. Frost-blue blood dripped from his hand, sword energy raging within, eradicating the life force in his flesh.

"Just because I'm a Titan!" Muria's eyes shone brightly, his already radiant golden eyes becoming even more dazzling. He felt shackles within his body breaking, a new power surging forth—he was touching the threshold of the second rank.

Since becoming a legend, he had fought numerous battles, each bringing an improvement. This was why Titans loved to fight: battling strong enemies unleashed potential, continuously elevating physical capabilities in the heat of combat.

"I can't believe it. We five legends can't take you down?" Even the usually cold-blooded white serpent felt agitated, unable to tolerate being looked down upon by a lower-rank "weakling."

"Then come on, bastards!"

Muria laughed heartily, hot dragon flames surging. The entire thunder and flame cage expanded, illuminating the previously dark sky caused by the concentration of frost and snow power. For the first time, the icy land was bathed in golden "sunlight," and the battling frost giants below experienced "heat" for the first time.

Roar! Behind Muria, the phantom of a six-horned golden dragon appeared. After a roar, Muria transformed into a golden torrent, surging towards the five legends. As legendary powers clashed, a whirlwind tore through the sky, lightning and endless hail falling. In the process, the ice melted into water, then refroze.

A spectacular phenomenon caused by powerful beings' energy waves occurred. Among the falling snow, besides hail, there was boiling water and even fire.

Boom! The golden torrent was unsurprisingly shattered by the combined force of the five legends! Muria, with Titan and Dragon King bloodlines, was indeed powerful, easily fighting above his rank. Against some high-rank legends with weaker foundations, he could even hold his own.

But that didn't mean he could ignore the rules. Muria's current combat power allowed him to fight the divine white serpent to a standstill, which already showcased his extraordinary bloodline strength.

However, Muria's opponents weren't just the white serpent; there was also a powerful ice dragon and three legendary frost giants. From start to finish, Muria was at a disadvantage. Even if he could easily slice through their flesh, it didn't change the fact.

The damage Muria inflicted wasn't fatal; the injuries healed easily due to their legendary physiques.

A war of attrition was unfavorable for Muria. Having been a legend for less than ten years, how could he compare to these old legends who had lived for hundreds or even thousands of years?

While Muria couldn't deal fatal blows, the legends also found Muria's legendary armor a headache. Their attacks couldn't damage the Sacred Shining Abyss.

Most of their attacks were deflected, failing to deal lethal damage to Muria, only causing internal shocks and brief dizziness.

Lightning crackled and sword energy swept across the sky. As Muria fought, bits of scales, flesh, or limbs were occasionally cut off from the legends. It seemed Muria had the upper hand, but in reality, he was the one at a disadvantage.

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