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DND Realms: The Rise of the Titan-Dragon Prodigy

Titans, near-divine creatures born alongside the most ancient gods.The dragon, a mighty predator at the top of the food chain of countless worlds.Muria, who inherits the bloodline of the Titans and Golden Dragons, sits on a throne.Red dragons, blue dragons, green dragons ...... bronze dragons, red copper dragons, brass dragons ...... amethyst dragons, crystal dragons, emerald dragons, and many more dragons bow under the throne. Cloud giants, mist giants, stone giants, frost giants ...... storm giants, mountain giants, tide giants ...... countless giants bowed before the throne. A king's power is not just to kill and conquer! ----------------------- It's 1 chapter per day at 1 p.m. (Arizona) in every novel I upload. 3 daily chapters in each novel on patreon! p@treon.com/INNIT ----------------------- DISCLAIMER The story belongs entirely to the original author.

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Chapter 142: Advanced Dragonkin Paralysis Spell

"Cassio!" Muria's hand gently touched the Thunderous Purple Gold, legendary metal where purple arcs of electricity leaped. When they touched Muria's strong and slender fingers, they wrapped around and merged into him.

"Hmm!" Faint luminescence gathered from all directions, finally coalescing into a curvaceous female form in front of Muria.

"Condense the runes!" Muria commanded softly.

Following his command, one rune after another coalesced in front of him, forming a somewhat incomplete magic circle. These were the runes Muria had noted during his last visit to the Golden Dragon's castle when he attempted to decipher a legendary magic circle.

Seeing these intricate and profound runes, Muria's golden eyes flickered slightly. He raised his hand, which was shimmering with a faint glow, and gently pointed towards the incomplete, yet seemingly indestructible magic circle in mid-air.

"Crack!" As Muria's fingertip brushed over the runes of the incomplete magic circle, the crisp sound of shattering objects rang out. Under his touch, the runes broke one by one, disintegrating into specks of fine light.

"That should do." Muria looked at Cassio. "Construct the teleportation circle to my mother's castle. I need to retrieve something."

Cassio, seeing a familiar glint of determination in Muria's eyes, silently, yet faithfully, began constructing a long-distance teleportation circle.

...

Seven silver moons hung high in the sky, casting serene moonlight. Although not as bright as the sun during the day, it illuminated the land with high visibility.

Under the starlit sky, the crystal castle of the Golden Dragon radiated light more brilliant than the moon, illuminating the island it was on as brightly as daylight.

At that moment, on the edge of the castle's airspace, a black-haired, golden-eyed boy of about twelve years old appeared in the dazzling teleportation light, overlooking the brightly lit castle below.

A faint glow flickered in Muria's eyes. For some reason, the urge within the black-haired boy grew stronger. He disbanded the breeze beneath his feet and fell freely towards the crystal castle in a free fall.

"Whoosh!" Just as Muria was about to crash into the castle's cloud platform, streaks of wind emerged beneath his feet, forming a mini-tornado that lifted him up, completely nullifying his descent.

The black-haired boy floated half a meter above the ground, carried gently by the wind towards the castle entrance.

"Master Muria." Just as Muria was about to enter the castle, a golden-haired girl appeared silently before him.

"Sophia." Muria's expression darkened slightly. He had thought he concealed his presence well, but still alerted this inscrutable maid chief.

"Are you here to retrieve books this late?" The golden-haired girl smiled lightly, observing the slightly older-looking boy before her.

Muria didn't reply but raised his finger towards the dragonkin maid chief. A dazzling spell light shot out, landing on the seemingly youthful golden-haired girl.

A seventh circle spell, Advanced Dragonkin Paralysis!

This was a spell Muria had "accidentally" found in the Golden Dragon's library, seemingly designed specifically for those dragonkin affected by a dragon's aura.

When Muria saw this spell book, he began to decode it from memory. After entering soul intent, this seventh-circle spell was the first he constructed.

The tangible luminescence enveloped the golden-haired maid chief. Her slight bow to Muria froze mid-air, immobilized as if trapped in amber.

"It worked!" Muria's eyes showed a hint of surprise, followed by uncontrollable joy. Inside the crystal castle, besides the Golden Dragon herself, the person Muria was most wary of was this maid chief because he could never see through this "girl" whose appearance hadn't changed for decades.

Muria hadn't expected a mere seventh-circle spell to bind the maid chief. He had other measures prepared, ready to take action if necessary.

Even if Sophia was formidable, she was only a dragonkin affected by the Golden Dragon's aura, not a true dragon.

Of course, if a dragonkin broke through to legendary, no matter how strong Muria's bloodline was, he'd be no match. But, how could that be easy? Legendary breakthroughs aren't so simple. Thus, at most, the maid chief was at the peak of soul intent, not a concern.

Seeing the current scene forced Muria to admit a fact; Sophia, the maid chief, wasn't as strong as he thought, bound by just a seventh-circle spell.

"Sorry, Sophia." Muria's initial surprise turned into deep apology as he bowed to the seemingly paralyzed maid chief. Despite Sophia's care for him, he had repaid her with a spell attack.

"I need to reclaim what's mine, along with a little interest. I'll have to inconvenience you for a bit

."

After speaking, Muria, with apologetic eyes, glanced at the forward-leaning golden-haired girl, then bypassed the seemingly frozen maid chief and flew into the castle, heading straight for the treasury...

Not long after Muria disappeared, the solidified luminescence that enveloped Sophia began to crack. Soon, these cracks spread and interwove, eventually covering her entire body.

With a crisp shattering sound, the luminescence imprisoning Sophia's body broke apart and vanished. Muria's spell had failed, lasting less than five minutes.

"Ah!" Seeing the dissipating specks of light around her, Sophia showed a hint of helplessness and sighed.

"I've tried so hard to suppress myself, yet the spell could only last so briefly. Right now, Master Muria must have just reached the door to the treasury.

Too short! If only Master Muria had learned an eighth circle paralysis spell before coming, I could have held on longer.

A seventh circle spell is too weak. I barely had to do anything before it dissolved.

What now?"

With furrowed brows, the maid chief pondered her next steps...

Meanwhile, Muria, just as Sophia predicted, had indeed just entered the castle's treasury.