King of Titans and Dragons

Muria looked gloomily at the approaching Nestling Auston. Without hesitation, he deactivated his shape-shifting spell. As a human, his only combat ability was hand-to-hand, in which Muria didn't have much prowess.

As before when he cast the shape-shifting spell, a spirit light shrouded his small body. However, unlike the light that previously shrank, it expanded.

Under Nestling Auston's horrified gaze, the once feeble muria, who appeared as though a slight pounce could kill him, suddenly started to increase in power. soon, his aura matched the mighty and overbearing spirit he remembered.

But it was too late for regret as he was already diving towards that expanding enchantment of spirit light. What welcomed him was a pudgy foot wrapped in a dragon's power.

"Bang!" Just as Muria regained his true form, he kicked out, directly hitting Auston's abdomen, the force perfectly effecting the baby dragon.

"Howl!" Nestling Auston howled miserably while drawing a beautiful parabola once again with its own body, scattering hot dragon blood along the journey. It was literally kicked until it spat blood.

"Humph!" The magical spirit light surrounding Muria completely dissipated, revealing his towering eight-meter body. For a baby dragon that was just born, with a body no more than half a meter long, and just over one to nearly two meters with the tail included, this size was very intimidating.

"You really are worthy of being evil dragons." Muria, filled with anger, glared fiercely, and when he spoke, specks of golden dragon flames burst from his mouth. "After all, I was the one who hatched all of you."

"Muria, I was wrong." Seeing Auston being kicked away by Muria and lying on the floor coughing up blood, the other five baby dragons stopped attacking. One of the female baby dragons, Cynthia, pleaded with a pitiful voice.

"Well, I accept your apology." Muria nodded, thunder twirling between his hands, "But, as I said before, you have to accept the punishment once you make a mistake. Just let me smack you once."

"Roar!" Upon hearing Muria's words, the baby dragon Andre roared, "Brothers and sisters, we'll be punished whether we admit our mistakes or not, let's fight him."

Then, this baby dragon named Andre took the lead to attack Muria, and except for the smallest baby dragon Renata, the other three baby dragons quickly followed.

"Really worthy of a Red Dragon with nothing but muscles in its head, Can't you see the difference between our sizes?" Muria sighed helplessly.

He easily caught the baby dragon Andre who was pouncing on him, grabbing his tail with his right hand, and threw it up high. Then, Muria used Andre as a club, swinging it forcefully and smashing it onto baby dragon Albert.

With the sound of bones cracking, the broken scales of the red dragon fluttered, hot dragon blood splattered, and two dragon babies collided with each other, and turned into a misshapen ball, which rolled a few laps on the ground, disabling them both.

Finally, Muria strode forward, extended both of his hands, and grabbed two female baby dragons, Jessica and Cynthia, one in each hand, who were trying to escape.

"Let go of me, Muria, I didn't attack you." Little female dragon Jessica struggled in Muria's hand.

"That's because you're too weak, Jessica, you tried to attack me twice." Muria smiled.

"Please spare me, Young Master Muria." Little female dragon Cynthia pleaded in a coquettish tone.

That voice made Muria's hair stand on end. The look of the fierce red dragon was completely incompatible with that voice. Moreover, the Red Dragon in its baby phase, had a large head and small body, was devoid of any aesthetics.

"Cynthia, don't think about those nonsense anymore, accept the punishment obediently." Muria grinned, and the golden thunder flowed into two baby female dragon's bodies without hesitation.

"Ah!!!" Two terrible screams rang out simultaneously, then gradually weakened until they disappeared.

"Crash!" Two dragon-shaped charcoals were thrown at Muria's feet. Then, standing still on the spot, a six-meter long Thunder Spear gradually formed in his hand.

"Huh?" Muria looked at the three baby dragons who were already half-disabled by him, thought for a moment, then split the Thunder Spear into two to become two three-meter long "short spears".

Then, under the guidance of Muria's mental power, those two Thunder "short spears" accurately focused on the brothers Andre and Albert who were pretending to be dead.

"Howl!" After two brief and rushed screams, the two baby dragons became "black dragons" with smoke coming off them.

"Next is your turn, Auston." Muria walked in front of the baby dragon Auston, who had a piece of his chest and abdomen sunken in, and was coughing up blood.

"Hmm, let's postpone it for now. When your injuries have healed, then I'll punish you." Muria thought about the Golden Dragon Mother's words and did not impose additional punishment on Auston. He didn't know how much a baby dragon could tolerate and was a bit worried that he might accidentally kill Auston if he was too harsh.

"Finally, it's your turn, Renata." Muria looked at the little female dragon huddled in the corner, finding it somewhat amusing that an audacious red dragon was so scared of him.

"Master Muria, I admit I was wrong. I just saw them rushing out, so I followed them too. I didn't mean to attack you." the frail little female dragon Renata ducked her head, pleadingly explaining her actions.

"Hmm, I understand, a herd mentality." Muria walked over to the little female dragon, picked up Renata with both hands, and stared into her bright red eyes: "However, punishments are still necessary even for those who admit their wrongdoings. Nevertheless, I can be a bit lenient."

"Sss." This time, a very tiny thunderstrike surged onto the little female dragon's body. Although the electricity made her body tremble, it didn't hurt her enough to make her scream.

"Okay, that's enough." Muria put the little female dragon, whose scales were slightly blackened but still visibly red, back on the ground, "Remember, always think before you do anything. Don't blindly follow others."

"Is that all, Master Muria?" Renata looked at her four siblings who had turned into "black" dragons and were unconscious, and her eldest brother who had fainted from vomiting blood, she felt a bit confused. Compared to them, her punishment seemed too mild.

"Children who admit their mistakes still need to be punished, but certainly less so than those who don't." Muria said, chuckling at the little female dragon.

He thought this little female dragon was born in the wrong race. She did not belong in the five-colored dragon clan but in the metallic dragon clan. However, without him, Renata probably wouldn't have been able to hatch given the pitiful hatching rate of the red dragon race.

"Sophia, prepare plenty of jerky. These little dragons will need enough food to recover from their injuries." Muria ordered the head maid who had been watching the whole spectacle in the room.

"At your command, Master Muria." Sophia, the head maid, nodded her head, left the room with several dragonborn maids to prepare the jerky.

...

The boring days passed one by one. After Muria individually dealt with the six baby dragons, they all became much more manageable and stopped resisting him, obediently staying in the room with him. As for Auston, after it recovered from its injuries, it finally received its long-awaited electric shock punishment. Suppressing its anger, it seethed in quiet resentment...

Days of complete idleness were incredibly boring, so Muria often flew around aimlessly on the islands around the Crystal Castle. At the most boring times, he dove into the sea to catch fish or flew into the sky to race sea birds.

Of course, while doing these things, he always had a bunch of "tails" closely following and protecting him. However, he didn't act like an arrogant second-generation rich kid and run too far off.

From the books, Muria got a rough idea of the world of Elasia and had a clear understanding of his current position. In this world, there were too many creatures that could easily kill him.

If he really wanted to run around freely, he would have to wait hundreds of years. For now, he was content to stay within the protection of the Golden Dragon Mother.

According to Muria's plan, he intended to stay in the Titan Islands, eat and sleep all day, occasionally read books and enjoy the scenery, and spend hundreds of years in such a leisurely manner.

But, just a few months into this new plan, he realized he couldn't continue lounging around. Because Muria found that the baby dragons he was raising were growing, as rapidly as when they were first hatched. A sense of urgency arose within him.

"Splash!" Embracing a black phosphorus sea fish over five meters long, Muria emerged from the sea surface and walked onto the beach. Behind him, a group of exquisite and slightly exotic six-armed Naga swayed their long tails and followed.

Also, a considerable number of purple-skinned giants stood in the shallows, their sturdy upper bodies exposed above the sea surface, with their lower bodies immersed in the sea water. They were the tidal giants who could manipulate the sea waves.

"Prince Muria, your speed is increasing day by day. Even us, the races that were born and live in the sea, can't catch up with you now." said the Naga closest to Muria in the common language, much to the disdain of the other Nagas who turned their faces away at such blatant flattery.

"Hehe." Muria glanced at the Naga leader who was bootlicking, knowing that neither the golden dragons nor the Titans were sea races. More importantly, the golden dragons are fire-born true dragons.

Muria could move freely underwater due to his strong innate racial abilities, but compared to the real sea races, he knew he fell short.

"Commander Diana, I'm done for the day, let's go." Without saying much, Muria opened his massive golden bat-like dragon wings and flew towards the Crystal Castle.

As Muria entered the room, he was still being watched by six pairs of bright red dragon eyes. At first, he didn't mind these stares, but now, he felt pressured.

Because the owners of these six pairs of dragon eyes, their bodies have already grown to over two meters. If you add their tails, they were four meters long baby dragons. And it could be predicted that the size of these six baby dragons would continue to grow.