Chapter 716: Chapter 708: The green hills will not change, the green waters will forever flow, see you again! Chapter 716: Chapter 708: The green hills will not change, the green waters will forever flow, see you again! “It’s a Legendary Lich, you guys go ahead, I’ll hold the rear!”

The Giants obeying Muria’s order to assist the western countries of the continent in suppressing the undead, and shortly after they were discovered by Barbossa, also noticed the undead and ghost ships rushing toward them. The strongest Storm Giant, who spotted these rushing undead first, was resolute. He immediately sent out a distress signal to the legends of Xena Pus, and then let the Cloud Giants behind him retreat first on their floating ships.

This was the rule, and also the pride of the Storm Giant. The Storm Giant refused to let himself flee before a group of weaker Cloud Giants. If he did so, he felt he would no longer have the face to return to Xena Pus and continue following Muria.

“Barbossa, do you just like to bully the weak?” As the Storm Giant was besieged by countless undead and had closed his eyes, ready to meet his end, a thick golden rainbow swept past him. The Thunder it spilled instantly destroyed all the undead assaulting him. Then this golden rainbow shot toward the dense ghost ships ahead. Anything in its path, no matter what it was, was completely crushed.

“A Titan’s exclusive weapon!” Barbossa, standing inside the cockpit of the ghost flagship, looked at the golden rainbow shooting rapidly towards him with a calm demeanor, even a hint of surprise. With his sensory ability, he naturally saw what the essence of this golden rainbow was? It was a long spear nearly two hundred meters in length, engraved with ancient divine texts that carried the original law.

He made no move, but the ghost ship he named Ghost Palace fired, the main cannon with a diameter of nearly ten meters situated in the center of the battleship was lit up. Pure Death Qi gathered within it, then fired a grey-black rainbow. Wherever it went, everything ceased to exist, then collided head-on with the Spear of the Sun Chaser thrown by Muria …
Bang ——
Following a mere three breaths of stalemate, Muria’s Spear of the Sun Chaser could not hold up. The light covering it rapidly dimmed, revealing its true nature, then the Death Gas Cannon burst onto it, causing it to cry out in grief, before being overthrown into the Space Rift, disappearing out of sight.

“The power of this cannon is good!” Muria, who somehow had already entered his Titan Form, now stood in front of the Storm Giant who was willing to cover his companions’ retreat, boldly facing the Death Gas Cannon shot his way.

Bang!

In order to protect the Storm Giant behind him, and to display his power to Barbossa, Muria did not retreat. Instead, he swung his fist towards the Death Gas Cannon.

This was a contest between the power Muria used as an individual and the highest achievement of Barbossa’s crystallized wisdom. In a bombardment lasting half a minute, Muria seemed to swing one punch after another slowly but surely, but he never took a single step back.

“Little guy, you’ve got guts, daring to show your face before me?” Seeing that the main cannon of his battleship could not harm Muria, Barbossa stopped his output. He realized that Muria, using some technique, had unloaded most of the force of the bombardment into the Space Rift. This simple and crude attack mode relying on quantity to win had no effect on him.

But Barbossa didn’t care, the main cannon of the battleship was originally used for clearing out minor soldiers. What appeared to be an emotionless Soul Sound pervaded the battlefield littered with bodies and bone.

“Why wouldn’t I dare to show up before you? Do I have a reason to fear you?” Muria put down his fist, which was starting to emit blue smoke. His hands in the Saintly Imperial Abyss were slightly red, this was the first time this happened.

“You stole my shipyard, Titan and son of Dragon.” Sensing the legendary power in Muria, Barbossa became cautious, even a bit suspicious. He had some doubts. What exactly was the Titan’s and the Golden Dragon Clans’s attitude towards Muria? According to normal growth speed, Muria should not have been able to ascend to the Legend rank now, he should be muddling in Soul Intent.

“If you give me back what’s mine now, I can let bygones be bygones.” Barbossa decided to swallow his pride and back down. To be honest, he was scared by what had just happened at Xena Pus, the fact that this youngster had an entity that could kill him at will was too extreme for his taste.

If this really was given to him by his elder, it was indicative of the doting to an exaggerated degree. If he went too far, would there be an Epic Titan or a Dragon King from the Dragon Race out to kill him from behind?

Although he had the backing of the Undead Council’s epics, having an epic figure eyeing him was always a very uncomfortable proposition. Those eyed by epics, who are not epics themselves, are generally doomed.

So, for the sake of prudence, Barbossa decided to reclaim his own things and leave it at that. As for the position of the Undead Council’s chief and such, he could wait another two thousand years. After all, he could only hold the position once, and whether he chose to go to the Void or ascend to divinity, there were no qualifications for a repeat term.

“This is something I’ve won by capability, why should I give it back to you?” Muria was confident. As a good being with Golden Dragon Bloodline, robbing a Great Lich of Legendary Peak, nobody could object; it was indeed justified. No, that’s not right, can good robbing evil be called robbing? It’s suppressing evil and upholding justice.

“Don’t be too arrogant, young one. You’re only at the legendary second rank.” In the Ghost flagship that hung in the sky like a mountain range, endless death qi suddenly poured out of various outlets, condensing in front of Muria into a giant skeleton a kilometer tall. This was a pure qi concrescence, similar to an elemental lord, only much larger.

The giant qi skeleton looked down at Muria, its hollow eye sockets lit up with two crimson glows, like two bloody suns, filled with a powerful deterrence. “You’re standing in front of me now, thinking of running away?”

“Is it a big deal that you are large? You just wait.” Seeing Barbossa show such amazing methods, Muria scoffed and put back the Spear of the Sun Chaser, that was quietly creeping out of the space rift. He then picked up the Storm Giant behind him and the Giant Peng beneath him and threw them into the distance, turning them into two shining meteors in the horizon.

“Huh!” Looking at Muria’s actions, Barbossa didn’t move. He watched him help his subordinates escape. A mere soul intent level giant, he didn’t care.

“Now it’s just you and me,” Muria gazed up at the towering body of death qi skeletal bones transformed by Barbossa. The ability to transform into such a vast body
Truth to say, was indeed amazing, for Muria could not do it himself. When something becomes too large, it gives a sense of despair. Muria didn’t think this was a façade. He could feel that with Barbossa’s transformation, a spatial domain was taking shape.

“Now, I have no more scruples.” Muria’s body was aglow with the dazzling flashes of thunder and lightning, his momentum continued to rise, as if he was ready to do battle with the giant god of death.

“Indeed worthy of a Titan, truly courageous.” Seeing that Muria planned to fight him, Barbossa’s eyes revealed a touch of admiration. He seemed to sigh at the Titan’s spirit of battle.

“Ghost Ship Captain Barbossa, long may the mountain stand, and the river flow, well, see you in five hundred years.” Muria saluted Barbossa and then, under his surprised gaze, Muria turned into a torrent of thunder and lightning, fleeing in the opposite direction. In an instant, all that was left was a trace of light and shadow.

Muria had no reservations now, if not now, when to run? He expected him to have a hard battle with this legendary Lich? His head was not that hard. He was well aware of his power, and a battle with Barbossa would be a losing one.

Fighting a big guy who he had robbed, and couldn’t win against, would be stupid, wouldn’t it? So Muria never had the idea of fighting. After saving his subordinates, he immediately ran away.

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