Dracotitán

"The powerhouse dispatched by the kingdom is now in the Broderick domain. The nobles you wish to pursue have likely fled there, so you can head directly to the Broderick domain.

If you encounter the legendary figure trying to stop you, just mention your mother's name. With the prestige of Lady Atreus, that legendary figure definitely won't dare to do anything to you." In the transmission spell, Kaslana's voice echoed in his ears, plunging Muria into deep thought.

"A legendary opponent, I can't beat him now, but mention my mother's name?" Muria stood on the wall, touching his chin, "Well, that's not a problem, just a bit embarrassing."

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"Our target, the Broderick domain, is the last place we need to go," Muria said to Fiona beside him. "If all goes well, all my remaining targets are gathered there. This time, it might be a bit troublesome since that legendary powerhouse possibly sent by the Aub Kingdom is there."

"A human legend?" Fiona, who was pinpointing spatial coordinates with a map of the Aub Kingdom obtained from the church, showed a hint of disdain upon hearing Muria's words.

"Don't make that face. After all, he's a legend, and the minimum respect is due," Muria glanced at the voluptuous green-haired noblewoman.

"Human legends, apart from a few, the majority simply tarnish the word 'legend'," Fiona said with a tone of contempt.

"Even the worst among them could easily defeat you," the transformed Atreus laughed heartily upon hearing Fiona's words.

"Scarlet Wing, I've heard a bit about your exploits. I remember you once invaded the capital of a duchy and ended up angering a legendary figure of that country, leading to a long pursuit."

"Nonsense, that was..."

"How long were you pursued by the human legend? And how did you eventually shake off the human legend?" Fiona asked curiously.

"None of your business!" The redhead bristled with anger, his red hair turning into a blaze of flames, revealing a period of bitter and tragic memories.

"Enough chit-chat. Let me tell you about the Brodericks, a family with a dark bloodline heritage.

They are the most powerful family involved in issuing assassination missions. According to intelligence, their family has five soul-level members, making them one of the strongest families in the Aub Kingdom."

"Which dark bloodline does this human family inherit? And what level is it?" Fiona asked curiously.

Dark creatures generally refer to those brutal and sadistic beings that take pleasure in killing, encompassing a wide range. Dark races are those that see humans as food. Well, these definitions are from a human perspective.

Red dragons, creatures that enjoy destroying cities, are considered powerful dark beings by human standards.

"A serpentine creature. The four soul-level members of the Broderick family have all awakened their dark bloodlines, making their strength far superior to ordinary human souls," Muria said with a serious expression. "Add to that the gathered nobles and that possible human legend, it's a bit troublesome."

"As long as Your Highness is willing to act, no amount of human souls or special bloodlines will be of any use."

"I'm saying that the legend could be a bit troublesome. Although he can't do anything to me, if he insists on stopping me, I can't do much about those nobles."

"Your Highness, shall we take a look? Anyway, if we want to leave, that human legend can't stop us."

"Alright!"

After confirming the coordinates, a spatial gate wide enough for a hundred-meter dragon to pass through easily was opened. Through the grand spatial gate, Muria saw the landscape of the Broderick domain.

A castle, majestic compared to human stature, stood in the center of a bustling city, its walls adorned with colorful flags.

These were the noble family crests, symbols of identity. Through them, Muria could basically confirm one thing: the nobles he was seeking were all here.

Above the castle, eight soul-level humans floated in the air, with varying numbers of soul rings shimmering behind them, shaking the surrounding atmosphere. Above the heads of four soul-level individuals, four menacing black serpent shadows of different sizes coiled into a formation.

Behind them, more than twenty golden-level humans gathered, representing all the forces the nobles could muster.

Originally, with their years of networking, they could have called for more support to withstand Muria's wrath. But now, there was no need, because the figure surrounded by the eight soul-level individuals in the center was the legendary powerhouse sent by the Aub royal family for support.

"A true legend!" Muria sighed helplessly upon seeing the figure surrounded by eight formidable soul-level humans. Although he had prepared for this, he still harbored a sliver of hope until the outcome was revealed.

"Hiss!" Muria sighed at the sight of the legend, while the nobles gasped at the sight of Muria's lineup.

Although Muria appeared young, no one dared to underestimate him. According to intelligence, at the Patrick Fortress, this golden dragon delivered attacks comparable to magic cannon blasts for the paladins, obliterating tens of thousands of lower undead with each strike.

And behind him, a hundred-meter-long fearsome red dragon, a green dragon whose presence was no less imposing than the red dragon, and another fourteen green dragons. Though far fewer in number than the humans, their aura completely overwhelmed the human side.

Seeing Muria's lineup, the Broderick family patriarch regretted his decision. Had he known that assassinating the demon hunter would provoke such a formidable golden dragon, he would have never agreed.

"Golden Dragon, you..." When Muria appeared, the legendary figure surrounded by many human strongmen stood with his hands behind his back, barely uttering three words before his face showed a trace of anger.

For, the moment Muria saw the legend, the Thunderous War Axe nurtured within him appeared in his hands, bursting with blazing lightning and flames, then surged into the axe.

Then, Muria, wielding the axe with both hands, slashed at the group of humans. In the moment he swung, a majestic and towering phantom flashed behind him.

Atreus, the nearest red dragon to Muria, and Fiona, the green dragon, instantly had their small scales stand on end, shocked by the aura Muria emitted in that instant.

A boy of barely twelve or thirteen, holding a double-edged axe larger than himself, made no attempt to communicate and simply unleashed a golden axe glow at the group of humans.

"Hmph!" Seeing Muria's action, the human legend snorted coldly: "Golden Dragon, you think I wouldn't dare touch you?"

As he spoke, the legend reached out to grab the crescent-shaped axe glow flying towards him, but his expression changed the moment his palm touched the glow, and he instantly vanished from in front of the nobles.

And those nobles, who had not prepared for any defense due to his presence, were suddenly in a dire situation...

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