Chapter 635: Chapter 630: Battle 4 Chapter 635: Chapter 630: Battle 4 “The divine power blocking the space has been shattered.” When the sound of shattering echoed only in the spiritual world, but seemingly nothing happened in reality, Muria felt his body suddenly become a lot lighter. “A deity-level being has made a move. It’s not the Frost Wolf or Cold Crow. They can’t even protect themselves.”

When divine power constrained this space, the Ice and Snow Gods were monitoring everything happening here. At the same time, Muria had to use greater strength than usual to tear apart the space, and the rifts he tore were much smaller than usual.

“What are these Silver Dragons doing here?” Afterwards, after some deliberation, Muria’s gaze fell on the group of Silver Dragons. He stopped pondering about this issue. He had already employed a power burst technique from the Titan Tribe similar to the [Descent of the Heavenly God] that human warriors use – he needed to make the most of his time.

Under the gaze of the astounded White Snake, and amid the fearful stares of another White Dragon and three Frost Giant leaders, visible waves of golden power radiated from Muria outwards, sweeping away the dark clouds in the sky and revealing the dim sky, the sun on the horizon about to set, and the frost and snow around Muria were melting, then evaporated into rain.

The five legends within felt an inexplicable sensation of dry heat. As mighty beings that controlled the power of ice and snow, they found this feeling rather incredible.

“Feel the power that I possess now!” In Muria’s hands, the Spear of the Sun Chaser emerged, transforming into a Golden Thunder Spear that was two hundred meters long, brilliant and dazzling. Then, with all his might, Muria hurled it towards the Ice Dragon.

The Ice Dragon let out an amalgamation of an angry and frightened roar. Acting on instinct, it opened its mouth and breathed out a surge of white dragon breath. However, the Spear of the Sun Chaser that Muria hurled with all his might sliced through the surging cold dragon breath as if it were bamboo, annihilating any cold currents it came into contact with, then stabbed into the gaping mouth of the Ice Dragon, coming out from its back, spraying Frost Blue’s Dragon Blood.

The immense power granted the Spear of the Sun Chaser supersonic speed, rendering the Ice Dragon unable to dodge. After piercing through the Ice Dragon, the Spear of the Sun Chaser, with enough force to penetrate the earth’s crust and cause lava to come rushing out, took the giant body of the dragon and flew diagonally towards the ground. After flattening an iceberg, it pinned the dragon to the remnants of the iceberg. And this iceberg happened to be right beneath the group of Silver Dragons who had come uninvited.

“It’s your turn, Big White Snake. After I entered the realm of the Legends, you’re the first one to damage my body to such an extent.” Muria turned his gaze towards the Big White Snake, which was exerting all its effort to rebuild the lower half of its body. His fists clenched, generating clear sonic booms in the air. Dazzling thunder flashed on his fists. It was as if he was holding two small suns in his hands.

“Buy me time to recover!” Having stopped its injury from worsening, and even removing its heart along with the Damo Sword, while working hard rebuilding its body, the White Snake, seeing Muria in such a state, immediately ordered the other three legendary Frost Giants to face Muria temporarily.

The three Frost Giants exchanged somewhat uncomfortable glances. During their previous engagement with Muria, they had already sensed that Muria’s power was far beyond theirs. Fighting in close combat with Muria was an extremely dangerous task as any carelessness could lead to a broken arm or leg.

“Come on!” Without giving these Frost Giants much time to think, Muria transformed into a golden tide, charging towards one of the Frost Giants. On seeing Muria attack him first, this Frost Giant unconsciously stepped back, instead of thinking about how to fight back.

But soon, the battle-hardened Frost Giant reacted. With a roar, frost condensed around him, and over a hundred weapons made from ice appeared. He casually grabbed a pair of warhammers and smashed it towards Muria.

Muria’s fists, covered in legendary battle armor, swung out, exploding both the giant ice hammers and all those ice weapons. Shattered ice flew all around, and then his fists, larger than the Frost Giant’s head, landed on the Frost Giant, generating a flurry of cracking sounds followed by a scream of pain from the Frost Giant.

Merely in terms of physique, Muria was nearly twice as tall as the legendary Frost Giants. Even the tallest among them was forty meters shorter than Muria.

As for weight, Muria far surpassed these legendary Frost Giants. Their weight was not even of the same magnitude. As for the quality of the body, Muria was also undoubtedly superior to these Frost Giants.

Blood and flesh flew about, and blood was shed. The Frost Giant fighting Muria looked horrendous, as pitiful, weak, and helpless as a grade-schooler being beaten up by an adult.

“You guys, why aren’t you helping me? Are you just going to sit back and watch me get killed? If I’m killed, you won’t be able to escape either.” After exchanging less than ten rounds of blows and being inferior in close combat to Muria, the legendary Frost Giant who had a dented face and chest and whose arm had been torn off roared angrily in a battered state.

Hearing the roar from their kindred, the other two Frost Giants didn’t hesitate anymore and charged over right away. They had already sensed that Muria was completely different now, although his appearance was the same, the change in his combat strength was as if he was a different Titan.

A master of close combat – according to human classification, that’s the level of Muria’s technique at this moment, honed from countless battles with members of his Titan tribe and legendary creatures.

Of course, these Frost Giants were also far from weak in close combat. From birth, they spent most of their time fighting, primarily for the sake of survival.

Upon becoming legendary, their frequency of combat reduced sharply. No normal legend would provoke another of similar strength without any vested interests.

When their techniques held equal, what the fighting parties competed in were their physical foundations. Whoever had a stronger physique held the advantage. Undoubtedly, Muria’s physique gave him an overwhelming advantage, let alone the aid of legendary armor, he was unbeatable by nature.

“I think His Majesty does not need our support.” On seeing Muria who, despite being ganged up on by four legends, including the White Snake, was still going strong, a Silver Dragon shrank his neck unconsciously at the lead dragon whose body exceeded a hundred meters. That was because Muria’s battle process was too bloody and violent.

“Definitely worthy of the direct descendants of the Dragon King. Not even an attack from four legends could defeat him!”

“He must be using a burst technique like [Dragon King Descending], he won’t be able to maintain this state for long.”