Dracotitán

"What exactly do you want to do?" Seeing that all the young and adult green dragons she had brought were firmly bound by the chains Muria released and hung in mid-air, the ancient green dragon felt as if her heart was bleeding. She wasn't concerned about the safety of these younger dragons. As a malevolent dragon, she barely cared about her own offspring, let alone these dragons with no blood relation to her.

What worried her was the wrath of the Emerald Mother, Ysera, if she returned with the other five Soul Intent level green dragons in such a sorry state. Losing a Soul Intent level dragon and over twenty golden level members after just one outing would infuriate any leader of any faction.

Of course, the most crucial point was the ransom for the captured dragons, according to the tacit agreement among dragonkind. As the dragon with the highest responsibility, she undoubtedly would have to pay the ransom.

Just thinking about the huge sum of money she would lose made the ancient green dragon's heart bleed. But soon, she realized she was overthinking; she didn't need to worry about returning and facing punishment or losing a fortune.

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"Muria, by capturing them, are you planning to demand a ransom from the Emerald Mother, Ysera?" Kaslana, having reverted to her human form, stood beside the dragon form of Muria, staring at the group of dragons he held in his claws.

Yes, a group of dragons. The golden dragon held a radiant chain in one claw, which extended downward before splitting into thirty-nine chains of various thicknesses, each binding a green dragon. The seven largest green dragons looked particularly pitiful, each beaten to the point of being disfigured, with scales missing and flesh muddled. Not one of them had an intact limb, either with broken wings or shattered claws.

Muria couldn't be blamed for being overly violent. These dragons were much stronger than those of the golden level, and the cosmic chains couldn't forcibly restrain these Soul Intent level giants. Muria had to personally incapacitate them to the point of being unable to resist.

Muria didn't respond to Kaslana's question. The legendary ancient green dragon, the Emerald Mother, Ysera, was a name he had not heard before, so he had little concept of her significance.

To other dragons, the title of legend was intimidating, but to Muria, it didn't mean much. In the realm of the Titans, legendary creatures were commonplace, and he had even met beings of epic stature far beyond legends.

As for demanding a ransom from an ancient green dragon as Kaslana suggested, Muria didn't even consider whether it was possible. Given the dragons' inherent greed, how much treasure could he possibly demand? Even if Ysera were generous enough to pay a ransom, Muria was only interested in legendary metals and other rare resources. Lesser metals, weapons, and elemental crystals did not catch his eye.

So, from the beginning, Muria had no intention of demanding a ransom from the ancient green dragon Ysera. What could an ancient green dragon offer him? He had already plundered the treasury of a legendary golden dragon mage.

"Muria, your bloodline is strong, but you are too young. Your bloodline's potential has not been fully unleashed yet. You are not a match for the Emerald Mother, Ysera, at this point. It's not appropriate to confront this ancient green dragon directly."

Kaslana continued, thinking she had guessed Muria's thoughts, "You don't have the power to demand a ransom from Ysera unless you can convince your mother, the Golden Blaze Atreus, to intervene."

"That's impossible. My mother would never intervene," Muria rolled his eyes, knowing that his dragon mother would not offer him any help, let alone intervene on his behalf.

"Is that so?" The golden dragoness sighed, somewhat disappointed, "Right, if you could involve Lady Atreus, there would be no need for negotiations. You could just take what you wanted from her!"

"Take her?!" Muria was momentarily stunned, then, well, that made sense. That was indeed his mother's style. Negotiations? Non-existent. If she saw a malevolent dragon she didn't like, she would just attack.

"You are a descendant of the Golden Blaze!" The ancient green dragon, whose wounds were slowly healing, looked at Muria in shock upon hearing his conversation with Kaslana.

"Any problem?" Muria looked down at the ancient green dragon, bound as tightly as a rice dumpling.

"Your six dragon horns are the mark of the Dragon King's lineage. How could you possibly be the son of the Golden Blaze Atreus? I haven't heard any news about Lady Atreus ascending to Dragon King. It's impossible for her to ascend so quickly."

Faced with a powerful dragon, even those from hostile factions would show a certain level of respect if they felt even a hint of awe.

"It was my grandfather who ascended to Dragon King," Muria rolled his eyes again, explaining to the seemingly brain-damaged ancient green dragon.

This reaction from the green dragon made it clear to him that his mother, the dragoness Atreus, was indeed very famous. It seemed that anyone of some standing, or any significant dragon, knew of her.

"Lord Dimos has ascended to Dragon King!" Hearing Muria's words, the golden dragoness also showed a look of surprise, but her expression quickly calmed, "Given the timing, it makes sense. Lord Dimos... His Excellency was a powerful golden dragon known throughout the world, so his ascension to Dragon King is natural."

"Natural?" The ancient green dragon sneered, "In tens of thousands of years, there have been hundreds, if not a thousand, dragons whose names have spread across Elassia. But how many Dragon Kings have there been among our kind?"

The golden dragoness smiled and then launched an explosive fireball at the ancient green dragon, "Our Dragon King of the golden dragon lineage is not something for a green dragon like you to worry about."

"I am also part of the dragon race." The ancient green dragon twitched from the blast and defiantly said, despite being severely injured.

"Enough." Muria pulled on the chain in his hand, and the chains binding the ancient green dragon immediately tightened around her jaws. He then turned to the golden dragoness Kaslana:

"I don't want to return this batch of green dragons. I want to subdue them and make them my subordinates. Do you have any good suggestions?"

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