Chapter 304: Means of Constraint

"Your Highness Muria, I really can't beat it!" Just after engaging in battle, the old red dragon, with its body unnaturally twisted in several places, collapsed in front of Muria, with several pieces of its broken red dragon scales falling at Muria's feet.

"Waste!" Seeing the red dragon, scared by the high-level transcendent metal golem in less than ten minutes, several green dragons hiding behind Muria whispered curses.

"You're no better, what right do you have to insult those green dragons?" Muria asked, looking at the red dragon whose claws had been broken by the golem.

"Your Highness, I..." The old red dragon lowered its head in shame. Despising other dragon species was a habit of their red dragons, as they were the strongest among the five dragon species.

"Step aside, I'll deal with this golem." Muria, facing the high-level transcendent metal golem that was walking towards him with heavy steps, remained calm, without a hint of joy at meeting a strong opponent.

In the realm of constructs, golems are the most common. What is a golem? Whether it's a low-level clay golem, a rock golem, a flesh golem, a metal golem, or a dragon bone golem, they all share a common feature: immunity to spell damage.

Only constructs that are immune to spell damage are qualified to be called golems, which are just piles of movable trash. As long as they are immune to spells, they can be called golems.

Another characteristic of golems is their lack of intelligence; their every move is predetermined by a mage through spells, resulting in extremely rigid actions. In Muria's view, golems are like robots from another world.

The reason the red dragon Altres could not overpower the golem before them was merely due to the constraints of the terrain. In the narrow space of the Mage Tower, the golem's strengths could be fully utilized.

If it were in an open area, the red dragon Altres would have dozens of ways to defeat this golem. However, within the Mage Tower, the old red dragon was at a disadvantage against the golem's grinding attacks.

The body of the golem, forged from high-level transcendent metal, was far harder than the body of a red dragon. In a situation where both are of the same level, a flesh and blood body absolutely cannot compete with metal.

Therefore, when all spells and elemental damages are immune, and it comes down to brute force, the red dragon is left with no choice but to be beaten.

"Muria, let me handle this." Just as Muria was about to take action, Yingtira grabbed the corner of Muria's robe, her eyes sparkling as she stared at the golem, wanting to devour it.

"No need, I'll handle this." Muria firmly declined Yingtira's request to "enter the fray." What was he here for if not for the resources left behind by that legendary mage? If it all went to Yingtira, what was all his effort for?

"I want to eat."

"No, you don't, you've eaten enough." Muria rubbed Yingtira's smooth black hair. "Your stomach is already full; your current hunger is just an illusion."

"Okay." Hearing Muria's words meant to pacify a child, Yingtira pouted unhappily. She took a step forward, intending to ignore Muria's words this once with such a big piece of food before her.

"Yingtira, if you stand here quietly and don't move until I've dealt with the golem, I'll give you a delicious food you've never eaten before."

"Really?" Hearing Muria's words, Yingtira was instantly tempted. After hesitating for a moment, she chose to stand still.

"Good girl." Muria nodded, having made a certain decision in his heart. He must find a way to restrain Yingtira; relying solely on emotional appeal was futile.

Thud! Thud! The footsteps of the construct golem grew closer, and Muria's body was enveloped in a faint golden light. Then, his body slowly grew until he was the size of a cloud giant.

This space was not big enough to accommodate Muria's true form for combat, and the same was true for the red dragon Altres. It had just reduced its size to fight the high-level golem, unable to fully exert its strength.

The space was only suitable for beings about twelve meters tall, like cloud giants.

Without wearing the holy armor or drawing any exclusive weapons, Muria, in the form of a cloud giant, confronted the armored, axe-wielding golem. To use a weapon against a mindless golem would be laughable among his kin on the Titan Isles.

"Intruder, die!" Sensing Muria's approach, the golem uttered in a mechanical voice. It raised its long-handled single-bladed axe and, following a preset trajectory, swung it towards Muria.

Clang! Watching the battle axe slash towards him, Muria did not dodge. His hand, wreathed in wind, reached out and slapped the side of the axe, diverting its trajectory so it smashed into the ground beside him, creating a ten-meter-long crack with formidable power.

"Such strength, what a pity it's just a lifeless object." Seeing the axe that split the ground, Muria's eyes twitched. He had already tested the hardness of the materials in this Mage Tower before entering; every part was harder than steel.

Immune to spells, physically tough, and strong, yet without any skill, the golem lost its axe in the second round of combat with Muria.

Then, under the watchful eyes of the audience, some calm and some shocked, Muria stripped the high-level golem of its armor piece by piece, collecting it all into his spatial ring.

Next, Muria, with fists wrapped in wind and thunder, punched the poor golem, now devoid of all equipment, repeatedly.

Clang! Clang! Like forging iron, each of Muria's punches left a shallow fist imprint on the golem's body. Even high-level transcendent metal deformed under the force of the Titans.

"What kind of power is this?" The most shocked was the demon hunter, Ryan, because most of the Demon Hunter Armor was forged from high-level transcendent metal, with only some key parts mixed with a small amount of legendary metal.

Such strength indicated that Muria had the capability to destroy Demon Hunter Armor. Of course, this referred to the newly forged Demon Hunter Armor, which had now been refined by the power of human faith, making its texture no inferior to those legendary armors.

The red-haired young man watched in shock as Muria turned a high-level golem into an irregular, fist-marked metal block.

"Muria, you've already dealt with the delicious food. Now it's time to give me the delicious food I've never eaten," Yingtira said, picking up the remnants of the golem that no longer resembled a human form and collecting it into his spatial ring. Muria sighed and, determined, took out a piece of metal surrounded by death energy from his ring and threw it to Yingtira.

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