Chapter 629: Chapter 624 Kneel and Submit! Chapter 629: Chapter 624 Kneel and Submit! Just as Muria was preparing to throw the Spear of the Sun Chaser in his hand, Michaela suddenly stretched out her hand and stopped him by his shoulder, “Let me do it!”

“Alright.” Muria glanced at the legendary Frost Giant leader that Michaela had selected as the enemy. He was only a legendary third tier creature, “Kill him in the shortest time possible.”

“Aren’t you going to summon?”

“I need the death of powerful Frost Giants to deter the others.”

“Understood.” Michaela, who was communicating with Muria through the sound of the soul, instantly completed the negotiation. Tremendous sound explosion was elicited as Michaela’s ten wings vibrated behind her. The Blazing Sky Girl turned into a dazzling red light, creating a vacuum corridor that stretched several kilometers long in front of the Frost Giant leader. With a momentum strong enough to tear the earth apart, the girl raised her Radiant Solar Flame Sword and chopped it down, with an unstoppable force…

“They should have appeared by now, otherwise it would be too disappointing,” murmured Muria as he watched Michaela begin to fight with the frost giant leader in the sky.

As soon as Muria finished his thought, the space around him began to ripple like the calm surface of water disturbed by a thrown stone. He could sense the power of the divinity. The deities had acted, but not towards him, they were manipulating the space.

Then, under Muria’s indifferent gaze, in the stupefied looks of the White Dragon and the Giants, primitive Frost Giants, dressed in tattered animal skins and carrying bone clubs, began to emerge from the turbulent space, appearing around the legion of giants.

The primitive, scruffy Frost Giants were many in number, surrounding the three armies of Frost Giants in a disorganized circular formation. Then, even more powerful Frost Giants descended from above, bringing with them a forceful cold wave. Water elements in the air began to condense into snow, creating a snowstorm.

“We are surrounded, and the space is sealed by divine power,” Muria said with an intrigued grin on his face. He never underestimated those who believed in gods. While some of the deities were indeed lucky, most of them ascended to their thrones because of their own abilities. They were the cream of the crop in the world.

So, Muria began to get excited. Because things were going exactly as he had feared and hoped at the same time. It was time for a fierce battle.

Because not only did he see the Frost Giant legend, but also other legendary creatures. Like the Ice Elemental Lord, towering hundreds of meters tall, wrapped in a storm of ice crystals, it had emerged and immediately engaged a glacier-sized giant ice snake…

“Sure enough, it’s a Titan,” a Frost Giant leader exclaimed in admiration after seeing Muria in his Titan form suspended in the air, “If I had met you in my youth, I might have chosen submission instead of confrontation.”

“We’re already here, so stop your nonsense about submission.” The enormous ice snake coiled around the glacier stuck out its scarlet tongue. On its pure white ice armor were naturally formed intricate patterns, a primordial runic formation that emerged from powerful beings.

“Titan, I give you one last chance. Take these giants and large lizards and leave.” A Frost Giant in half armor looked at Muria. There was divine fluctuation in the battle axe he was holding. To ordinary eyes, this was a divine artifact.

Indeed, the deities did not directly attack Muria, however, they elevated their believers’ fighting abilities through various noncombat means, bestowing divine artifacts, fragmenting divinity, applying divine blessings…

“Would you let me go?” A playful smile appeared on Muria’s face as the space around him subtly twisted. The divine power had reinforced this domain’s space, but it was still disturbed by the power naturally radiated by Muria.

“Of course, as long as you make a contract and promise not to attack our tribe or start wars again, you can leave at any time,” a Frost Giant leader spoke up.

“This is utterly ridiculous. Who do you think I am, and what do you think you are? You really think I will back down without a fight.” A look of disdain appeared on Muria’s face, the inherent pride of a dragon was undeniably evident.

“Titan, don’t think we won’t kill you. According to our understanding of Titans, if you are killed by a creature of the same tier as you, your elders will not care nor avenge you.”

“Indeed, but do you have the capability to do so? If you do, bring it on!” Muria drew his prison-suppression halberd. Brilliant dragon flames and golden thunderbolts enveloped him, an endless furious wind coming from all directions.

A hurricane spanning several kilometers in radius was taking shape. The collective appearance of this group of legends who controlled the power of frost and snow naturally caused a change in the climate; likewise, Muria’s power could also induce atmospheric changes. However, the overall change was not as eye-catching as theirs.

“The power of flames, you are not a pure-blooded Titan! I have heard that Titans control the power of thunder and storm. I never heard of any Titan possessing fire-related powers.”

“Why so many concerns? Before there were no Titans who controlled the power of fire, now there are. He swung his battle halberd, “Now you have only two choices. First, kneel on the ground and submit to me in the most humble manner. Second, pick up your weapons and fight against me. Until you kill me.

As for retreating out of fear of your combined forces, that is not an option. If I retreated because of you mix of individuals, I would become a laughingstock among my kind.”

“You are too arrogant, Titan.”

“Don’t look down on people.”

Several angry voices of rebuke sounded. As they confronted the Titan, legendary Frost Giants naturally felt a sense of inferiority from the bottom of their hearts, but as legends, they had strong self-esteem.

“It’s not that I’m arrogant, but that you simply don’t qualify for me to view you as equals,” Muria said calmly.

“Then there is nothing more to say. Let’s start the battle!” A frost giant legend, whose eyes glinted with divine glory, said coldly. He was a divine favorite, imbued with divinity.

In other words, he was chosen by his faith deity as a backup, a body prepared for resurrection after accidental demise, many deities had made such arrangements.

“It should have started a long time ago.” Muria’s golden dragon wings flicked, and his body instantly turned into a golden stream of light, disappearing from its original location like a phantom as the sound of thunder rippled through the air.

The storm formed by the force that Muria exuded from his power and disrupted the atmosphere followed him straight into the clouds, mixed with the falling frost and snow, forming a towering white pillar.