Dracotitán

"Indeed, it suits you well, Muria brother." Upon hearing her spirit's words, Karsalana spoke earnestly, "If you plan to travel the world, before you become a legend, there's a great chance you'll attract legendary enemies.

Not all legends will regard your identity; our dragon kin have many enemies. With this staff, even if you encounter unbeatable dangers, you can quickly call for ancient dragons' aid."

As metal dragons, calling for help guarantees assistance; this is an undeniable fact.

"This staff is misnamed." Muria ignored the divine might that felt as deep and vast as a prison, looking at the staff in his hand.

Its primary function isn't to command creatures with dragon blood but to call for help. Naming it 'Dragon's Command' is not suitable at all.

This was a treasure specifically prepared for him. Apart from him, very few creatures could wield this staff, as not everyone could withstand its divine power.

To wield this staff, one must ignore the divine might, a very high threshold, plus the restriction that the user must have metal dragon lineage.

Aside from him, it's nearly impossible to find another dragon qualified to use this staff, or to put it another way, those qualified no longer need it. According to the restrictions, it seems only the descendants of the Dragon King can use it.

And for the grown descendants of the Dragon King, this staff is completely useless. Command dragon-blooded creatures? A descendant of the Dragon King can easily summon a group of giant dragons, so what's the need for dragon-blooded creatures?

Call for help? Don't joke; once a grown descendant of the Dragon King needs assistance, ancient dragons are of no help, only the Dragon King can offer support.

Holding the 'Dragon's Command,' Muria slowly closed his eyes, his spirit merging with the staff, wanting to try it out.

As Muria's spiritual power entered, an invisible fluctuation spread from the staff, sweeping over the city of Bologna. The dragon descendants living in the city immediately felt a terrifying pressure envelop them.

Under this supreme pressure, their consciousness almost blanked out, then they felt an awe and obedience from the bottom of their hearts, waiting for the person under this pressure to issue commands.

As for the true dragons living in the city in human form, although they sensed this fluctuation, their bodies hardly reacted. Metal dragons are directly immune to the power of 'Dragon's Command,' which seems intentional and not because 'Dragon's Command' cannot affect metal dragons.

Merging his spirit with the staff and leaving a mark, Muria, in that moment, sensed the dragon descendants throughout Bologna, especially in the castle where he was, with the most numbers.

Every dragon descendant's presence fed back into his consciousness. The key was, Muria felt he could issue any command to the dragon descendants, and it would be compulsory. They had no right to refuse.

"Not this." Muria whispered softly. The staff sensed his thoughts, making Muria's perception of the dragon descendants disappear instantly, switching to another mode.

Then, he couldn't feel the presence of dragon descendants, but through the staff, Muria sensed the existence of metal dragons playing in Bologna, including Karsalana, the metal dragon lady beside him.

Of course, these weren't important because of the distance, Karsalana was very noticeable in Muria's consciousness, but not as much as those twenty-something entities shining like small suns.

"These must be ancient dragons!" Muria felt these presences in his consciousness that shone like small suns, instantly recognizing their identities through their familiar auras.

Just as Muria wanted to feel these ancient dragons that seemed very distant from him and chat, a strange fluctuation suddenly emitted from his body, instantly connecting with the elemental realm. Visibly, a torrent of colorful elements burst forth, forming points of light like fireflies, filling the space around Muria.

Elemental Tide! Such movement woke Muria, ending his extraordinary state. When he opened his eyes and saw the room filled with visible elemental light points, Muria immediately understood what was happening. Among his nine exclusive weapons, only one had the ability to trigger an Elemental Tide.

"Endgame!" As Muria called out, a staff almost as tall as him buzzed, flying out from his body, swallowing various elements, its surface covered in a misty colorful aura, looking very dreamy.

"Buzz!" When the 'Endgame' staff flew out, its colorful aura expanded and contracted. Then, the staff tilted slightly and struck Muria's 'Dragon's Command.'

Intense metallic ringing sounded very rhythmically, "Ding!" "Ding!"... After several relentless strikes, finally, Muria grabbed the 'Endgame' staff.

"Are you jealous of this?" Muria looked at the 'Endgame' staff in his hand, somewhat amused and exasperated, feeling its dissatisfaction and hostility towards 'Dragon's Command.'

"Why be jealous of a staff that doesn't even have consciousness!" Muria asked somewhat speechlessly, "It's not a threat to your position."

"Buzz! Buzz!" The aura of the 'Endgame' staff expanded and contracted. It was still dissatisfied with Muria holding 'Dragon's Command,' even though it understood Muria would only use it for a while before discarding 'Dragon's Command.'

"I can't throw it away now; it's important to me." Muria shook his head, rejecting the 'Endgame' staff's reasoning like that of an unreasonable child.

"Buzz!" The 'Endgame' staff's light shone brightly, and to Muria's surprise, the ancient god texts inscribed on the 'Endgame' staff floated up, forming divine chains, then extended and wrapped around 'Dragon's Command.'

As the ancient god text-formed divine chains shone brighter and more fiercely, Muria's 'Dragon's Command' started to look worn and dim at a visible rate, its aura quickly fading.

Especially on the staff's head, where the lifelike white gold dragon rapidly shrank and turned gray and dim, the divine might that filled the castle quickly dissipated.

"Your staff is absorbing 'Dragon's Command'?" Seeing this scene, Karsalana was utterly shocked. She knew what it meant for a staff to be able to absorb treasures and grow.

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