Dracotitán

"Screams!" "Screams!"... Piercing screams echoed above the Broderick domain as the nobles couldn't believe that the legendary figure sent by the royal family to aid them would suddenly dodge.

The axe glow Muria unleashed with his unique weapon swept through these unprepared nobles.

Armors mixed with extraordinary metals, robes that automatically activated defensive spells upon sensing danger... All defenses the nobles had were easily breached by this axe glow, like decaying wood, followed by the sound of flesh being torn.

Caught off guard, almost all the nobiles were bisected by Muria, their lower bodies, still clad in half-armors or robes, spilling blood and various brightly colored organs onto the ground. The scene was extremely bloody.

A few unlucky ones, either shorter or standing slightly lower than the others, were directly beheaded, dying instantly without a chance to struggle.

As for those bisected nobles, they were in no better condition. Although they were still alive thanks to their golden physiques' vitality, their wounds couldn't heal and were even worsening. This was due to the residual force of Muria's attack that remained in their bodies after they were bisected.

This force far surpassed the qi or magic within their bodies. When these golden-level humans attempted to use their qi to dissipate this seemingly minor force, they found their own power crumbling upon contact, unable to dispel it. They could only watch as their injuries worsened and their life force rapidly drained.

The eight also bisected soul-level individuals fared slightly better. After expending an amount of qi tens to hundreds of times greater than the force remaining in their wounds, they finally managed to dispel it.

Then they used their qi to pull their lower halves back to their upper bodies. The moment the wounds touched, flesh wriggled, and in almost an instant, their bisected bodies healed together.

All of this happened in just a few breaths. As the golden-level individuals screamed, a few with weaker wills flew down to search for their bisected lower halves and organs.

The majority used their qi to catch their bleeding lower halves, connecting them to their upper bodies to prevent their organs from falling out and sought help from the eight soul-level individuals.

The legend who dodged Muria's axe glow reappeared where he vanished, ignoring the resentful gazes behind him. He looked down gloomily at his hand, which he had attempted to use to block the axe glow.

"My lord! You're injured!" Behind him, a human soul-level noble exclaimed upon seeing the legendary figure's hand bleeding, the gory wound revealing white, severed bones. It seemed as if his hand was nearly severed.

"Golden Dragon!" After staring at his wound for a few moments, tiny arcs of lightning erupted, and his wound began to heal rapidly. Then, the human legend looked greedily at the axe in Muria's hand.

"Let me see the weapon in your hand!" Dark yellow qi burst forth from him, forming a huge hand that reached for Muria's Thunderous War Axe. He had realized the extraordinariness of Muria's weapon.

"Nonsense!" Muria, watching the hand coming toward him, wielded the Thunderous War Axe and slashed downward, directly shattering the hand into countless bursts of energy.

"This is definitely a legendary weapon!" Seeing his hand bisected, the legendary warrior Demps was not angry but pleased, his eyes greedily fixed on the axe in Muria's hand.

He had lived for so long and, although he had seen legendary weapons a few times, he had never personally touched or used one. His current weapon, a great sword mixed with a few grains of orichalcum, was pitifully inadequate.

"Hand over the weapon in your hand, and I will not pursue your offense." Demps, eyeing the double-edged axe in Muria's hand, began to breathe heavily.

"Fool!" Hearing the legend's words, the red dragon who crossed the spatial gate to Muria's side did not mince words.

"A mere human, have you lost your mind to the worship of ants? Do you know who you're speaking to?" The red dragon, Atreus, arrogantly scolded, bolstered by Muria's powerful strikes. He was not intimidated.

"Ha, you even want Prince Muria's weapon? Do you not know how to write the word 'death'?" Fiona also came to Muria's side, mocking.

Being insulted by two massive dragons, Demps was furious, but being a legend, he retained some rationality despite his obsession with Muria's Thunderous War Axe.

"What is your status?" Demps, clinging to his last shred of rationality, asked solemnly. He had decided that if Muria's backing wasn't too formidable, he would seize the axe.

"Muria's mother is the great Golden Sunflare, Lady Atreus," Fiona, with emerald-like vertical pupils, stared at the human legend and the humans behind him treating each other's wounds, "Even you folks, no matter how ignorant, should have heard of this name."

Golden Sunflare, Atreus! Hearing these words, Demps felt as if doused with cold water, immediately sobering up. The greed in his eyes vanished instantly, and his gaze towards Muria became filled with fear.

His thought of seizing Muria's weapon was immediately extinguished. That backing was too strong, untouchable, and not to be provoked. Offending them was out of the question. "Farewell!"

"Prince Muria, since these people have offended your dignity, it is up to you how to deal with them." Demps bowed slightly to Muria, uttering words that astounded his noble followers.

"Demps, the king ordered you to protect us. How dare you disobey and abandon us?" Under the threat of death, a soul-level noble disregarded the fact that Demps was a legend and began to question him.

"Heh, the king ordered me to protect you because we initially were unaware of Prince Muria's exact status. Now that we know, there's no need to continue protecting you.

I will report everything that happened here to the king," Demps said coldly. "And who gave you the courage to speak to me like this?"

Under the horrified gaze of the soul-level noble, Demps reached out his hand... Without any resistance, the noble was crushed into a pulp by Demps, chillingly cold.

Although he seemed weak, weak enough not to dare intercept a single axe glow from Muria, it was because Muria's bloodline was too abnormal. When he swung the axe, he used his true body's strength, amplified by the legendary weapon.

Demps was overly confident and unprepared, which is why he dodged. Although he might appear somewhat cowardly to Muria, he was still a legend and held an absolute advantage among his kind.

This incident was ready to conclude!

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