DND Realms: The Rise of the Titan-Dragon Prodigy

"Boom!" Muria, clad in the resplendent armor of Saint Yore, was sent flying, his towering Titan form crashing into a mountain and collapsing it.

His power had surged rapidly due to consuming the Heart of Elements, causing his size to swell accordingly. At this moment, his Titan form stood seventy-six meters tall.

This was because he had chosen not to enter slumber and had advanced too quickly in strength, resulting in his size not reaching the standard height of his peers.

Among Titans of his age, Gerald had only just broken through to the first level of Soul Intent, while another Titan, slightly older than Muria, a female named Heloise, had reached the third level of Soul Intent.

Unlike Muria, they hadn't taken shortcuts; their power was earned through combat and training, making each step solid and thereby temporarily weaker than Muria.

"That's the spirit!" Collapsing the mountain and buried in a pile of rubble, Muria shook himself off and stood up again. Summoning his Helljail Halberd from where it lay nearby, he looked towards his adversary and strode forward to engage once more.

His father, Ansault, had prepared a welcome gift for him—a legendary third-tier Barlow Flame Demon, now serving as his sparring partner and whetstone.

Initially, when Muria's Titan father first met him in the Scarlet Palace, he was somewhat displeased with Muria—not because of the rapid increase in his power, as Muria had managed to fully control it over the past two years without any apparent issues.

Ansault's dissatisfaction stemmed from not sensing the battle-hardened demeanor of a warrior in Muria, but rather noticing a certain laziness due to his prolonged peaceful administrative duties.

This displeased Ansault. Was wandering the world supposed to be leisurely? Ridiculous. In his days, traveling meant challenging the strongest beings in each place to combat.

To Ansault, traveling the world meant fighting the world. Now that Muria was ruling a kingdom, even though he was fulfilling his duty to those who entrusted him, he should not neglect his martial skills. Instead, he should use his authority to summon the strong and forge himself through battle.

Thus, Muria's comfortable life ended the day Ansault arrived. Who was to intervene when a father was teaching his son?

After the war to annihilate the kingdom of Medis, Muria began his harsh training to realize his true identity: a son of Titans and dragons.

Thanks to the Gold Dragon Mother, Ansault was well-informed about Muria's recent experiences and tailored a rigorous training program accordingly.

Knowing that Muria had learned the Titan's art of cloning, Ansault demanded that he use all his specialized weapons to manifest his clones.

He then tasked Muria's clones with various duties—such as reviewing state affairs, quelling rebellions in the half-planes among the drow elves, or leading military expeditions against demons and guarding the kingdom of Lockman.

As for Muria's original self, he was taken to a depth of the abyss soon to be consumed by Erathia, where he faced his father's gift—the endless battle with a legendary Barlow Flame Demon.

From the day he was taken to the abyss, Muria deeply felt the overwhelming paternal love of Ansault—too profound indeed.

Every day, if not overseeing Muria's battle with the Flame Demon, Ansault would personally demonstrate combat techniques, ensuring Muria embodied the lessons through physical memory—in other words, by taking a beating.

"Clang!" A prolonged metal clash echoed as a violent shockwave swept the surroundings, flinging debris far and wide and upheaving the ground.

Muria's halberd clashed against the Flame Demon's cleaver, his sharp halberd blade nearly cleaving the thick sword in two, much to the demon's distress—weapons were precious in the Abyss.

The Flame Demon's weapon, formed naturally at the moment of its ascension, was among the finest in the Abyss. However, it would be considered inferior in the world of Erathia, not even worthy of a down-and-out legend.

Besides being sufficiently hard and heavy, capable of wielding fiery attacks, it had no other merits. Muria felt that if the Flame Demon were on the same level as him, he could have easily torn it apart.

Unfortunately, that wasn't the case. Ansault, as a father, tended to overestimate his son's abilities. At least, Muria felt his combat prowess was overrated; otherwise, why would his father arrange such a nearly unbeatable opponent at this stage?

In his battles against the pitiable Flame Demon, which refrained from dealing fatal blows, Muria's only advantage was his physical strength—wherever strength was involved, he never found himself at a disadvantage.

For other aspects, it was a different story—Muria couldn't even count how many times he had been sent flying across the landscape by the great demon

. Tired of such battles, he wanted to give up, but under Ansault's stern gaze, he had no choice but to persevere.

Time slowly passed as Muria endured the monotonous and tiresome combat training.

After the Titan appeared, news of legendary demons cropped up frequently across the continents of Nokia Europa, but so did news of their slayings.

Not only were the Abyssal Will and its demons retaliating, but due to the impending formation of new half-planes, legendary beings from other continents traveled long distances to seize this rare opportunity, resulting in an unprecedented density of powerful beings in Nokia Europa.

"Legends walk the earth, and Soul Intent is worthless," was perhaps an exaggeration but not far from the truth about the current state of Nokia Europa.

Of course, the situation in the kingdom of Lockman was a bit special; no one unwise enough dared to enter this territory.

The action of Titans and ancient dragons in annihilating the kingdom of Medis had boldly declared their presence; Lockman and its neighboring realms were now considered the dominion of Titans and dragons, typically off-limits to outsiders.

Yet, there were always some who, having never seen the rare Titans, doubted their strength and sought to challenge them.

Mainly, they believed that the territory occupied by Titans and ancient metal dragons was too vast and should be relinquished.

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