Chapter 299: Chapter 294: One Hundred Percent Control Chapter 299: Chapter 294: One Hundred Percent Control Without waiting for the Pale Blood Devourer to rise from the ground, Muria, after shattering an attacking Mutated Fang Dragon with his armored fist, was propelled by the furious wind surrounding him. He transformed into a meteor, crashing towards the Nine-Tailed Evil Dragon, leaving a long golden streak in his wake.

“Splutch!” The Pale Blood Devourer, after all, had achieved its status through slaughter and battle. Unlike its blood clan counterpart who lived a protected existence, it dodged Muria’s attack in time when he descended, avoiding a direct hit on its main body and only having one of its hind claws crushed.

Standing in the large pit created by the Pale Blood Devourer’s attack, Muria’s gaze remained indifferent, his eyes focused on the Nine-Tailed Evil Dragon that limped to a safe distance. It had lost a leg and was regrowing its severed tail.

The evil dragon which was berserk from a state of rage, lacked a lot of intellect. Its demonic bloodline continually affected its sanity. Thus, it pounced again on Muria as soon as he landed.

Teeth, claws, tail… Every part of this Unusual Tooth Dragon’s body could be used as a weapon. As a being possessing two of the top bloodlines visible to mortals, the Pale Blood Devourer had utter confidence in his own body.

Just like the primitive Balrog Flame Demon or the traditional Red Dragon, its main form of battle hinged on the powerful physical stature bestowed by its bloodline and abilities derived from the bloodline to cast seemingly magical powers.

This type of battle strategy wasn’t problematic. Under the influence of a powerful bloodline, it represented the least worrisome means of battle.

Like Goya Kingdom, which was targeted by the Pale Blood Devourer. Under the deterrent of the kingdom’s legendary Ancient Blue Dragon, Goya was so suppressed by the single dragon, they had to call for help from a church in another continent.

However, relying on the power of one’s bloodline for battle becomes utterly ineffective when one encounters a more powerful bloodline. Provided they are at the same level, a higher-tier bloodline can easily dominate the lower-tier one.

Of course, even though Muria’s bloodline level was higher than the Pale Blood Devourer’s, his strength was inferior to that of the Nine-Tailed Evil Dragon.

Muria was of soul-intent second rank. His expansive soul foundation meant that reaching the third tier was a far-off dream. On the other hand, the Pale Blood Devourer achieved the peak of soul intent in a short time through its demonic bloodline’s devour soul talent, achieved by slaughter.

However, even though the Pale Blood Devourer boasted the power at the peak of soul intent, it couldn’t perfectly control so much power. The way it gained power was too brutish. Moreover, it never paid attention to this fact after gaining power, as it was a dragon without an inheritance.

But Muria was different, although he had a powerful bloodline, from the day he began practicing the Titan Martial Arts Inheritance, he trained to harness every bit of his power.

Every Titan would do the same, so they could freely control any number of Soul Intent Circles when they broke through to the Soul Intent level, strengthening each attack’s power.

Those without this skill set could only remain at the most basic usage of Soul Intent Circles, directly applying Soul Intent Circles to the body. This method resulted in significant power wastage, reducing battle endurance.

The Pale Blood Devourer was just such an existence. It might possess forty Soul Intent Circles, but it could freely control just five. As for the remaining Soul Intent Circircles, it could only employ them in the most rudimentary manner. That’s why Muria was disappointed in it.

What is the meaning of power that can only be pursued for the sake of growth and strength, yet cannot be freely controlled?

Due to the forging of the Nine Divine Weapons and the Saintly Imperial Abyss, a total of ten exclusive weapons, Muria received the reciprocal nurturing of the exclusive weapons when they were formed. The number of Soul Intent Circles skyrocketed, resulting in a rapid surge in strength. The sudden increase in power made it impossible for Muria to control her power fully.

But after nearly four months, Muria has learned to harness most of her power. Out of thirty Soul Intent Circles, she can freely use twenty-four to enhance her attacks.

It won’t be long before Muria can fully control her power, just like her Titan kin, amplifying her attacks with Soul Intent Circles in every battle gesture.

As Muria watched the Nine-Tailed Evil Dragon, bracing at her with forty filthy black-red Soul Intent Circles, her face darkened slightly. This was a monster that had lost all sanity. In its deep-red eyes, Muria saw no glint of rationality, only cruelty, violence, and the desire to kill.

Smack! When the Nine-Tailed Evil Dragon, with no tactic, pounced at her like a mindless beast, Muria lifted her arm. Twelve Soul Intent Circles circled around her right arm. Then she slapped the beast right on its fierce Dragon Head.

Broken pieces of bone plate armour tinged with black blood danced in the air and then fell to the ground. Muria’s slap shattered its mouth, almost completely breaking the lower jaw, causing the upper jaw and nose to cave in and collapse.

Howl! The brainless Nine-Tailed Evil Dragon let out a horrific yelp like a wicked dog. Its head, which had been struck heavily by Muria, now appeared even more terrifying and grotesque. Just its current appearance would be enough to frighten some of the timid humanoid female creatures into tears.

But despite such a heavy hit, the Pale Blood Devourer showed no intention of backing down. Its pair of front claws viciously reached out towards Muria, nine sickle-like bone blades slashing at various parts of Muria’s body.

“Not a bad recovery.” Muria looked at the nine bone tails stabbing at her. The one that had just been ripped off by her had actually re-grown? No, this Nine-Tailed Evil Dragon had actually picked up its broken tail and reattached it.

Clink clink clang clang! The scene that made the transforming Evil Dragons spectating above doubt their eyes once again appeared. Muria stood still, allowing the evil dragon’s ferocious attack to strike her. The sound of metal being hit echoed.

Such a concentrated attack did not leave a scar on Muria’s body. Instead, the Nine-Tailed Evil Dragon’s bone tail was fractured by its unrestrained attack power.

Even the toughest dragon teeth in the body of a legendary dragon are not as tough as the legendary metal. Only existences above the legendary can destroy this level of metal. As for the Pale Blood Devourer of the Soul Intent Level, forget it.

“My turn!” Although the Nine-Tailed Evil Dragon’s attacks didn’t affect her, Muria wasn’t standing still without any action.

Behind her, the slender dragon tail almost matching her height was entwined with the three elemental powers derived from Muria’s bloodline: thunder, flames, and hurricane. Then, the maximum number of Soul Intent Circles that Muria could control appeared, circling around the dragon tail.

Whoosh! The slender dragon tail lashed at the Pale Blood Devourer. The air was torn open, making a thunderous roaring sound. Visible to the naked eye, white fog rose from the trajectory of the dragon tail.

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