The Rise of the Titan

"Titan, hand over your weapons, and we will let you go!" An ancient blue dragon, entwined with blue and white lightning, blocked Muria's path. Its gaze fell on the armor on Muria's body and the weapons floating behind him, uttering impractical demands.

"At this point, you still speak such wise words." Muria looked at the blue dragon blocking his way, a cold smile on his face. "Old dragon, have you ever experienced being attacked by six legendary weapons at the same time?"

"What do you mean?" The greedy blue dragon's body stiffened slightly, a chill running through it as it sensed something ominous.

"Exactly what it sounds like." Muria raised his hand, spreading his fingers towards the blue dragon. Behind him, six legendary weapons, excluding the Nebula Chains and the Starfall Bow, including the Doomsday Staff, rotated ninety degrees, their sharpest points aimed at the ancient blue dragon.

"Can't dodge!" As those six legendary weapons aimed at him, a thought naturally surfaced in the blue dragon's mind. A strong sense of crisis emerged, causing some of the scales on its body to stand up involuntarily.

"Bessian, help me!" The ancient blue dragon, sensing imminent mortal danger, called out the name of the black dragon. Unfortunately, the black dragon, upon seeing Muria's attack formation, immediately engaged in battle with the demon Miles, giving a helpless expression with a hint of apology.

"Taste an attack you have never endured before!" Under Muria's mental control, the Demon Slayer Sword, the Army Breaker Halberd, the Prison Suppression Halberd, the God Shocking Battle Axe... six exclusive weapons turned into long rainbows, shooting towards the ancient blue dragon attempting to dodge.

"Splash!" "Splash!" ... The sound of flesh being pierced by sharp weapons echoed. Even the Doomsday Staff, not crafted for close combat, deeply embedded itself into the blue dragon's body. Its material granted it nearly indestructible power.

"Roar!" The ancient blue dragon let out a painful scream. Although the injuries weren't fatal at this moment, they were extremely painful. Moreover, these weapons, all imbued with the unique domineering power of Titans, caused a fierce rejection reaction with the blue dragon's own power, exacerbating its wounds and pain.

"Useless!" An ancient red dragon, with a lightning-shaped spear still stuck in its stout dragon body, ridiculed mercilessly upon seeing the blue dragon's miserable state.

The three of them had just temporarily teamed up without any real camaraderie. Besides, five-colored dragons didn't need such sentiments.

"Daring to mock me when you yourself were pierced by a Titan's spear." The already agonized blue dragon became furious upon hearing the red dragon's sarcastic comment.

"Hehe, don't get angry. I'll avenge you." Muria laughed, extending his hand. "But bear with it. It might hurt a bit. Don't scream."

Responding to Muria's summon, the Demon Slayer Sword flew out of the blue dragon's body and into Muria's hand, only to be thrown at the red dragon again.

Forewarned by Muria, Duanjiao once more engaged the red dragon, allowing Muria's Demon Slayer Sword to pierce through the red dragon's body smoothly.

"Aegus, if you don't hold off this Titan, we're not done after this battle." The red dragon, which had been dominating the Balo Fire Demon, was hit by Muria's sword, giving Duanjiao a moment to catch his breath, significantly reducing the red dragon's advantage.

At the red dragon's threat, Aegus, the ancient blue dragon with five weapons embedded in its body and a slowly healing wound, roared reluctantly and charged at Muria.

"Even in this state, you still want to fight me?" With his immense physique, Muria instantly appeared beneath the blue dragon's chin, delivering an uppercut that snapped its head back. He then appeared above its head, clasped his hands together like a hammer, and struck down between the blue dragon's horns.

"Boom!" The massive body of the blue dragon, headfirst, became a blue blur, crashing to the ground, raising a cloud of dust that formed a mushroom cloud.

"Descendant of Titans, Muria, you seem to be getting stronger. It appears the rumor that Titans grow through battle is true." As Muria prepared to pursue his victory, a cold, somewhat familiar voice sounded.

Along with this voice, four nearly hundred-meter-long dark swords formed rapidly in the air, then slashed towards Muria.

"Drow elf." Muria's face darkened. With a fist wrapped in Holy Radiance, he shattered the four dark swords and three silent arrows aimed at him. "You really are persistent."

"Titan's descendant, you've killed so many of our people, you must pay a price. Letting you go would make us look bad, and we'd have a hard time in the Synapse subcontinent." A rare male drow swordmaster appeared before Muria, glaring coldly at him.

"Weaklings have no right to complain about being killed." Muria laughed, not feeling he had wrongly slain any creature since arriving on this subcontinent.

"Then, hopefully, you'll be this open-minded when your head is severed."

"This is the fifth time you've tracked me down. You couldn't do anything to me before; what makes this time different?" Muria questioned, as if stating a fact.

"This time is different from the previous ones." The dark mage who first appeared smiled slightly. "When we located you, we already informed all the cultists. It won't be long before all the legends on this subcontinent come here. You won't escape."

Muria didn't respond, recalling all the weapons from Aegus, the ancient blue dragon, and grasped the Prison Suppression Halberd, slashing it at the hateful dark elf mage before him.

"Clang!" Two legendary drow elves appeared, joining forces to block Muria's strike. Despite the level difference, their strength and weapons didn't match up.

"Haha! These dark-skinned ones weren't lying; the Titan's descendant is indeed here." The space rippled. Not far away, a colossal sea serpent broke through, appearing on the battlefield, then lunged at Muria, attempting to swallow him whole.

But before the legendary serpent could reach Muria, three enormous tentacles extended, grabbing it and slamming it to the ground, creating a winding snake-shaped pit. "The Titan's descendant is mine."