Lucky blood and harvest year

The Titans, nearly divine creatures born alongside the most ancient of deities.
The dragons, formidable predators at the pinnacle of countless worlds' food chains.
Mureya, inheritor of the Titan and Golden Dragon lineage, sits upon the Throne.
The red dragons, blue dragons, green dragons... green bronze dragons, red copper dragons, yellow bronze dragons... amethyst dragons, crystal dragons, jade dragons, numerous giant dragons prostrate beneath the throne.
Cloud Giants, Mist Giants, Stone Giants, Frost Giants... Storm Giants, Mountain Giants, Tidal Giants... countless Giants kneel before the Throne.
The power of the ruler is not merely for slaughter and conquest!
PS: One of the protagonist's parents is a Lawful Good Golden Dragon, the other a Lawful Neutral Titan. Thus, the protagonist will be an entity that abhors all forms of evil and despises any semblance of chaos.
PS: Inevitably, there are some dark aspects within this book. If you find them distasteful, esteemed readers, please refrain from hastily writing a review. 

King of Titans and Dragons

"He came for the human swordsman being treated here. Elder Salvador." Before Muria could say anything, the elf girl jumped in to explain for him.


"As a son of the Titans and dragons, why do you seek a human?" Salvador looked at Muria with a nonchalant gaze, "Yaxibeien acknowledged him, but that doesn't concern you, does it?"


"Ahem, in fact, besides Sir Yaxibeien, I think I am the closest to this human swordsman among the Titan tribe." Muria rubbed his nose, "I was the first to interact with this human swordsman."


"Pfft, he's not that kind-hearted." Hesel sneered at Muria, "The human swordsman dumped the corpse of a legendary sea monster on him, and Muria came to ask if the swordsman still wanted the corpse."


"Is that so?" The elf elder had an inexplicable glow in his eyes as he looked at a slightly embarrassed Muria.


Chapter 120: Exhausted Life