Chapter 294: 100% Control

Without waiting for the pale-blood devourer to rise from the ground, Muria, his fist wrapped in armor, burst through a mutated fang dragon that came to block him. Then, propelled by the fierce wind around him, he turned into a meteor with a long golden tail and smashed towards the nine-tailed evil dragon.

With a "pfft," the pale-blood devourer, having achieved its status through slaughter and battle, unlike the decorative vampire it kept, dodged in time when Muria came crashing down. It wasn't hit directly in its main body by Muria, but one of its hind legs was crushed.

Muria stood in the huge crater created by the impact, his feet on a pile of bone fragments and flesh, looking indifferently at the nine-tailed evil dragon on the side, missing one hind leg, its tail regrowing.

The evil dragon in its berserk state had little rationality, its demonic chaotic bloodline constantly influencing its mind. So, seeing Muria land, it attacked again.

Teeth, claws, tail... every part of this mutant fang dragon's body could serve as a weapon. As a being with what mortals considered two of the highest bloodlines, the pale-blood devourer was extremely confident in its physical prowess.

It fought primarily with the powerful physique granted by its bloodline, and abilities derived from its bloodline, much like the most primal Balrog or the most traditional red dragon.

This style of combat isn't problematic; with a strong bloodline, it's the least worrisome way to fight.

For example, the Goya Duchy, targeted by the pale-blood devourer, had no means to resist and had to seek assistance from a church on another continent due to the deterrence of an ancient blue dragon, a legend of the nation, who couldn't make a move.

However, this bloodline-dependent method of combat becomes utterly useless against a stronger bloodline. Among equals, a higher level bloodline can dominate a lower one.

Of course, although Muria's bloodline is higher than the pale-blood devourer's, his power is lower than that of the nine-tailed evil dragon.

Muria is at the second tier of soul intent, far from breaking into the third tier due to his robust soul foundation. The pale-blood devourer, however, reached the peak of soul intent in a short time through its demonic bloodline's soul-devouring talent and through slaughter.

But although the pale-blood devourer possesses the power of the peak of soul intent, it cannot perfectly control its power; its method of acquiring power was too crude. After gaining power, it never paid attention to this aspect, being a wild dragon without any legacy.

Muria is different. Despite having a strong bloodline, from the day he practiced Titan martial techniques, he has been learning to control every bit of power in his body.

Every Titan does this, so after breaking through to the soul intent level, they can effortlessly control any number of soul intent rings to enhance every attack's power.

Those without this skill remain at the most basic stage of using soul intent rings, enhancing their entire body. This method results in a significant waste of power and reduces combat endurance.

The pale-blood devourer is such a being. Although it has forty soul intent rings, it can only freely control five. The remaining rings can only be used in the most rudimentary manner. Hence, Muria's disappointment in it.

What's the point of pursuing power and strength that cannot be controlled freely?

Due to forging nine divine weapons and the Holy Radiance Royal Abyss, ten exclusive weapons in total, Muria received a boost from the weapons, resulting in a surge in the number of soul intent rings and a rapid increase in strength. The sudden increase in power made it impossible for Muria to control it 100%.

However, after nearly four months, Muria has been able to master most of his power. Out of thirty soul intent rings, he can now freely use twenty-four to enhance his attacks.

Soon, Muria will be able to control 100% of his power and, like his Titan kin, use soul intent rings to enhance his moves effortlessly in battle.

Seeing the nine-tailed evil dragon with forty black and red tainted soul intent rings lunging at him, Muria's expression became slightly solemn. This was a monster that had lost its sanity. In its crimson vertical pupils, Muria saw not a hint of rational light, only cruelty, brutality, and the desire to kill.

With a "slap!" when the nine-tailed evil dragon, like a mindless beast, pounced on him, Muria raised his hand. Twelve soul intent rings wrapped around his right arm, and then he slapped the ferocious dragon head that was biting at him.

Shattered, tainted with black blood, bony plates flew through the air before landing on the ground. Muria's slap shattered its mouth; the lower jaw was nearly completely broken, and the upper jaw collapsed, sinking in along with the nose.

With a "howl!" the deranged nine-tailed evil dragon let out a sound like a wretched dog, its appearance becoming even more ferocious and ugly after such a heavy blow from Muria. Just its current appearance could scare some timid humanoid female creatures to tears.

But the pale-blood devourer, despite such a heavy blow, showed no intention of retreating. Its two front claws fiercely grabbed towards Muria, with nine scythe-like bone blades slicing towards various parts of Muria's body.

"Good recovery." Muria watched the nine bone tails stabbing at him, the one he had just torn off had already regrown? No, that's not it. The nine-tailed evil dragon had picked up its severed tail and reattached it.

Clang, clang, clang! A scene that made the watching mutated evil dragons doubt their eyes occurred again. Muria stood still, letting the evil dragon's fierce attacks land on him, producing sounds like hitting metal.

Such dense attacks left not a single mark on Muria, while the nine-tailed evil dragon's bone tails instead developed cracks from the force of its own unrestrained attacks.

Even the hardest dragon teeth among legendary dragons are not as hard as legendary metals. Only beings above legends can destroy such metals. As for the soul intent level pale-blood devourer, forget it.

"It's my turn!" Although Muria was unaffected by the nine-tailed evil dragon's attacks, he wasn't just standing there doing nothing.

Behind him, on his long dragon tail nearly as tall as he was, thunder, flame, and hurricane—three elemental powers derived from Muria's bloodline—swirled. Then, the maximum number of soul intent rings Muria could control appeared, circling around his dragon tail.

With a "whoosh!" the long dragon tail whipped towards the pale-blood devourer, tearing through the air and producing a sound like breaking gold and splitting stones. A visible mist rose along the path of the dragon tail's sweep.

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