Chapter Eighty-Five: The Emperor of Machines

"Father, who are you going to war against?" asked softly as Muria happily held the Void Egg in her arms, Ansor looked at the monster legions behind him that had been advancing in one direction.

"In this world, who else can I fight other than those demon lords?" said Akmund with a smile.

"The material realm has been invaded by the abyss again?"

"Yes, I heard that the demons have already built four abyssal gates there, and that world is almost half gone. Akmund was a little helpless: "I received a distress message not long ago, and I just woke up from my slumber and began to gather my dependents. Prepare to save that world. ”

"It was only when I heard the news that my father had just woken up from his slumber, and I brought Muria over to meet him. Ansor nodded, having just teleported to this half-plane full of reckless atmosphere, and when he saw the monster army that was being assembled, he was guessing who his father was going to fight again.

"Well, that's it!"

"I'm also going to take Muria to visit the other Epic Lords of the clan. ”

"How many others?" Akmund closed his eyes slightly, then looked at Ansor, "Those guys, like me before, are sleeping, only two are not sleeping." ”

"Yes, Lord Osiris, the Emperor of the Machine, and Lord of the Abyss, Lord Ulysses, are not asleep. Ansor said bluntly, "I was going to take Muria to visit these two adults in the first place. ”

"Well, that's fine, you can take Muria with you now!" Akmund nodded, "I'm ready to leave with my dependents, and I don't have time to greet you." ”

After speaking, under the gaze of Muria, who had already heard dumbfounded, Akmund, the epic titan who had been sitting upright on the mountain, stood up, his huge and burly body, as if standing up to the sky.

Then, the Epic Titan, who was at least over three hundred meters tall, took a step, and the ground began to shake with his steps. The hundreds of thunderwolf dragons crawling at his feet stood up one after another, following in his footsteps.

"Boom, boom, boom......" Under Muria's horrified gaze, the mountain where his grandfather had just sat exploded, and dark golden rainbow light rushed out.

It was a set of dark golden armor pieces that flew out of the cracked mountains and became animate, automatically clinging to the epic Titan Akmund, covering every inch of his body.

"It's ...... Exclusive weapons!" Muria muttered to himself as he watched his grandfather put on that thick and majestic armor in a very shocking way, such a spiritual armor, he could only think of the Titan's exclusive weapons.

But in an instant, Muria saw his grandfather stretch out his hand, and in that mountain range, the only mountain that did not crack suddenly exploded, and a bloodstained double-edged battle axe buzzed, with endless killing aura, rushing to the sky, with its appearance, above the sky, countless thunderbolts appeared, roaring, and then, countless silver-white thunder snakes descended, actively wound around the battle axe.

"Buzz!" the tomahawk hummed, dozens of different colors on it, as if it had just been dyed, exuding monstrous and ferocious bloodstains, each of which represented a powerful being who had fallen under the fierce soldier.

However, the fierce battle axe only circled in the air for a while, and then fell obediently into the armored palm of Muria's grandfather with endless thunder.

"The second piece!" The moment the tomahawk appeared, the endless murderous aura swept around, Muria felt like a man's back, but he didn't care, no matter how fierce this tomahawk was, it was also his grandfather's weapon, and it was impossible to hurt him.

So, Muria's attention was focused on his grandfather's possession of two exclusive weapons.

"Isn't there only one exclusive weapon?"

"Who told you?" Ansor on the side looked at Muria, frowning, "There has never been a limit to the number of exclusive weapons of our Titans. ”

"In other words, I can craft as many exclusive weapons as I want?" asked Muria, tentatively with a hint of excitement.

"Hmm. Ansor glanced at Muria, "But only if you have enough legendary metal. ”

"Ugh!" Muria froze as measured by the amount of legendary metal needed to forge an exclusive weapon of Titan's size...... Wanting to make a few more handles is simply a fantasy.

"Ang!" "Roar!" ...... With the appearance of the battle axe, one powerful monster after another, completely outside of the Murria's dragon heritage, flew in from all directions, and a threat similar to his grandfather's but slightly weaker one swept over Muria, interrupting his thoughts.

"What kind of monster is this?mutated black dragon and red dragon?" Muria looked at the eight-headed monster with a terrifying aura hovering beside her grandfather in amazement.

"Dragons, dragons from other worlds. Ansor stood beside Muria and explained to the puzzled Muria, "Not only are there dragons in Erathia, but other worlds will also give birth to dragon-like creatures. ”

"Dragons of other worlds, is it so terrifying!" Muria looked fixedly at a dragon covered in black scales, between its scales, there were faint reddish-gold lines like lava, and it was surrounded by cyan thunder, and between its mouth, there were fine pieces of ice spilled.

"That's the Huang Black Dragon, in its world, known as the Super Dangerous Species, one of the most powerful beings. ”

"The most powerful being. Muria tugged at the corners of her mouth, just this size, not much smaller than his maternal grandfather Timos, is the other world so terrifying?

"What kind of dragon is that?" Murria gestured to the crimson dragons beside Akmund with strong, slender limbs and graceful wings, "It looks a little like a red dragon!"

"That's the Yan King Dragon and the Yan Concubine Dragon, which are somewhat similar to the red dragons of our world, but there are still big differences. ”

"That's ......"

"Celestial Dragon!" Muria had just pointed to a dragon when Ansor said the name and gave a brief introduction.

"Grandfather, it's so strong. After getting to know the eight dragons surrounding Ansor under the introduction of his father, Muria couldn't help but sigh.

Each of these dragons from another world exudes a powerful aura, and the weakest of them are the ones that Muria feels the legendary momentum in them, stronger than the coercion on his father

But of all the dragons, the one that shocked Muria the most was the black dragon, the Black Dragon. Because Muria had the same feeling in it as he faced his maternal grandfather, Timos.

Of course, it was only close in strength, and the aura of this black dragon gave Muria an incomparably tyrannical feeling, without the graceful, gentle and grand momentum of Timos as a dragon king.

"Well, I'll give you a ride!" Akmund, the epic titan who was already fully armed, looked at Ansor and Muria, raised the battle axe wrapped in the endless thunder in his hand, and then swung it down.

With Akmund's movements, the space shattered, and a narrow spatial crack appeared in front of Muria, through which Muria saw the silver-gray metal ground......

"Let's go!" Muria looked at his father with the Void Egg in his arms, and Ansor nodded, leading the way into the spatial rift that had been cleaved by Akmund's axe.

Muria looked at the world on the other side, which seemed to be made of metal, and with a curiosity in her heart, turned her head to look at her grandfather, Akmund, who wondered how his grandfather had traveled to other worlds with such an exaggerated number of monster legions.

The Epic Titan in armor, after swinging an axe, will no longer look at Muria's side, but will begin to use his authority as the pioneer of this half-plane, condensing the power of the plane, and the entire half-plane will begin to surge, and the world will roar.

"Come here, you'll have a chance to see it later. Just as Muria was dazzled by the scene before him, the voice of his father, Ansor, was heard.

"Ahh

......

After looking around at this vast metal continent, Muria's face became dull, and he finally knew why Heloise didn't bother to answer his questions at that time.

Because he saw the warship on which the group of mechanical soldiers rode when the shelter was built for him. However, Muria was certain that it was not the one he had seen in the Clan's Land.

Because, in the sky above the metal continent, there are twenty incredibly huge space vortices rotating over the metal continent, and between these terrifying space vortices and the metal continent are twenty metal torrents composed of metal warships of various styles and sizes.

In the midst of these twenty endless torrents of metal, with a casual glance, you can find countless warships thousands of meters long, shuttling back and forth between the metal continent and the space vortex.

Of all the warships that made up the torrent of metal, Muria found that the type of battleship he had seen before seemed to be at the bottom.

Because Muria also saw many larger and more hideous warships in it, 3,000 meters, 5,000 meters, and even 10,000 meters. No, it's not a battleship anymore, it's a floating fortress.

Around the huge warships that landed on the metal continent with a cold metal texture, Muria could still see some "small" mechanical soldiers coming in and out from time to time, as if they were carrying something.

"What is this place?" asked Muria, looking around in disbelief for a long time, before her voice was slightly dry. Everything in front of him had too much impact.

"This is the Epic Titan of our clan, the Sky Mechanical City of Lord Osiris, the Emperor of Machinery. ”

"Is this a city?" Muria looked far away, the vastness of this metal continent far exceeded the limit of his vision, he could not see the edge at all, only the infinite extension of the metal land and the various metal buildings scattered all over it. "It's obviously a metal continent. ”