Chapter 210: The Thrill of Battle

"Subspace combat domain!"

Observing the slowly expanding silver-white ring resulting from the subspace dissipation, Muria narrowed his eyes, recognizing the energy shockwave formed by the subspace's release.

"The Demon Hunter Armor, truly a testament to human ingenuity. It allows humans below the legendary level to utilize legendary abilities prematurely," Kaslana remarked, gazing at the expanding silver ring in the sky.

"Though it's merely a weakened version of spatial abilities," Muria squinted, "Below the legendary level, this diluted spatial power can maintain a crushing superiority in combat strength.

However, what truly intrigues me is how, after reaching the legendary level, the Demon Hunters close the innate gap with other races to continue maintaining this superiority."

"Lord Muria, these are just combat abilities. Knights wearing the Demon Hunter Armor are already capable of rivaling dragons of the same level," Fiona the green dragon added.

"I know, but compared to me, it's still far too lacking," Muria focused on the knight in silver-white Demon Hunter Armor, wielding dual blades atop his steed.

"After all, Your Highness, you are a descendant of the first Dragon King. The Demon Hunter Armor may be powerful, but its enhancements are based on humans, who obviously cannot match you."

"What if I were to fight him in human form, what do you think the outcome would be?" Muria's eyes blazed with fire. Whether in his Titan form or as a dragon, there was no doubt he would crush the human Demon Hunter.

But what if he, with only a tenth of his strength in human form, fought the Demon Hunter? What would the outcome be? Who would win? Who would lose?

"Lord Muria, that might not be appropriate," Fiona gently advised, "How could a human relying on armor to boost their strength be worthy of battling you? If you find the Demon Hunter disagreeable, I could take these little ones and deal with him for you, sparing you the effort."

"Muria, brother, what's going on? Why suddenly do you want to duel with a human Demon Hunter? There's absolutely no need for you to fight the Demon Hunter."

Kaslana, puzzled, looked at Muria. She found she couldn't comprehend his thoughts, unable to grasp the purpose behind his actions.

"I'm not just any dragon!" Muria's gaze was intense as he stared at the Demon Hunter.

His tangible gaze forced the third-tier soul Demon Hunter to meet his eyes, making it difficult to ignore Muria's presence.

"I just suddenly felt like having a fight with this Demon Hunter," Muria smiled at Kaslana, without revealing his Titan lineage.

He had known this golden dragon for less than two days and had no intention of revealing his heart to someone he had just met, even if Kaslana showed no malice towards him.

Moreover, from a habit in his past life, he always liked to keep something in reserve, or in more impressive terms, to keep an ace up his sleeve for unexpected events because one never knows what the next moment might bring.

Additionally, the world-renowned Golden Fervor, Atreus, had a Titan, not a dragon, as her mate. This explosive news was something Muria discovered only after arriving in this land, seemingly unknown to anyone else.

Whether it was the golden dragoness, the red dragon, or the green dragon, they all seemed to think he was a pure descendant of the first Dragon King, unaware that he was a super hybrid of Titan and golden dragon.

Noticing this, Muria naturally wouldn't foolishly disclose his identity.

"Fight the Demon Hunter." Only after sensing the fire of battle intent burning within Muria did Kaslana realize he wasn't joking. He truly intended to battle the Demon Hunter.

"I'll go first." Muria smiled, then vanished from the spot, "Wait for my victorious return!"

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"I feel like I'm being targeted!" The Demon Hunter tapped his beast-shaped helmet with the back of his chain-bound scimitar, sounding somewhat troubled.

"Such a hassle." The Demon Hunter, surrounded by silver-white flames, watched as a young man wielding a double-edged battle axe appeared in front of him.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" Behind the youth, shockwaves and white mist from high-speed movement and air friction produced loud explosions.

"Let's battle!" Muria, holding a God-shocking battle axe large enough to shield his human body, looked at the Demon Hunter with eager battle intent, "Human Demon Hunter."

"What terrifying physical strength!" The Demon Hunter remarked, astonished by the significant disturbance caused merely by Muria's appearance, "There's no need to fight. Based on the strength you've shown, I'm far from your match. Battling you, I'm bound to lose."

"You're admitting defeat just like that?" Muria frowned, this was not what he expected.

"I have no reason to fight you. You've neither destroyed human cities nor planned to slaughter humans.

Moreover, in a sense, your kind, the golden dragons, are also protectors of humanity."

"Humanity's protectors, that's you."

"Not anymore." The silver-white Demon Hunter appeared somewhat melancholic, "Now, there are too few Demon Hunters, so few that our lineage is nearly extinct."

Muria fell silent, realizing the knight was deflecting the topic.

Thus, he decided to take action directly.

The black-haired, golden-eyed youth bridged the short distance between him and the Demon Hunter, lifting the massive God-shocking battle axe with one hand and slashing it down towards the Demon Hunter,

"Clang!" A clear and deep sound of weapons colliding echoed as the Demon Hunter crossed his dual blades over his head, blocking the massive axe wielded by Muria.

Visible shockwaves spread from the point of impact, clearing the dark clouds and black flames above Varianthi, allowing bright moonlight to illuminate the city being cleansed of "darkness."

"Ah, I really didn't want to fight you."

"Accompany me in a sincere battle for ten rounds, and I'll let you go. How about that?" Muria, seeing the Demon Hunter seemingly ready to flee at any moment, spoke helplessly.

He couldn't help it; his craving for battle had been triggered. Here, he could only seek temporary relief by challenging the Demon Hunter.

"Fine! Just ten rounds!"

These days, I've been struggling with the writing, feeling particularly uninspired, and many readers have noticed the lack of substance.

In fact, I've been contemplating the protagonist's identity, especially the golden dragon lineage.

It was on New Year's Eve that I realized I had misplaced the golden dragon's role.

Currently, there are few novels about dragons, and those that exist primarily feature evil dragons. Without a reference, I've made quite a mess.

Golden dragons represent the lawful good alignment and are the dragon kind most akin to humans.

Among the regular dragon species, golden dragons are the least in number but the most united, being part of the lawful alignment, unlike evil dragons.

Initially, I wanted the protagonist to hide his identity, roaming human society as a behind-the-scenes boss. However, I realized that wasn't necessary. Possessing the strongest lineage of good dragons, he doesn't need to hide. Simply revealing his golden dragon lineage grants him numerous natural allies. He can receive assistance from all lawful good factions, a stark contrast to the treatment of evil dragons.

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