By the time Muria turned twenty-one, almost all the fledglings had gone through dormancy and entered the juvenile stage. The surge of power gained during dormancy made many dragons restless, eager to challenge the rules set by Muria.Subsequently, Muria dealt with these rebellious fledglings one by one, reinforcing the punishment matrix he had modified, forcing them to remember the fear they felt when they were fledglings, under his control.Managing ninety-five fledglings and managing ninety-five juveniles were completely different levels of difficulty, but even with this surge in management difficulty, Muria managed to handle it.Inside the Dragon Castle, there were hundreds of golden-level cloud giants, and hundreds of storm giants were on standby. These juvenile dragons were only at the bronze and silver levels. It would be a hundred years too early for them to rebel against him.As Muria approached his twenty-first birthday and entered his twenty-second year, the six red dragons

"Hmm, it's normal for my form to change now that I've become a Dragon King!" Dimos lowered his head, and the two molten-gold-like dragon pupils looked down at Muria, who had grown to fifteen meters tall over the years, and the golden dragon girl."It's you, Atreus, my daughter," the golden Dragon King exclaimed with a hint of surprise, "You called me 'dad' today. It's been so long since I heard that.""Hey, old man, I rarely call you dad, and you should just respond properly when I do. What's with the big deal?" The golden dragon girl sat on Muria's now exceptionally broad shoulder, her face displeased."Old man!" When Dragon King Dimos heard his daughter call him that, his expression immediately returned to normal. This was the name he was accustomed to, but he found the term "dad" a bit awkward.Muria, witnessing this exchange, felt a bit confused. Was this a normal father-daughter relationship? His impression of the Golden Dragon Princess Atreus had always been positive; she was po

The scorching energy enveloped Muria's entire body, his consciousness hazy, caught in a state between half-asleep and half-awake. This sensation reminded Muria of his experience inside the egg when he first arrived in Eralasia.However, it was different from being inside the eggshell. Back then, Muria felt warm and comfortable, like soaking in a perfectly tempered hot spring, feeling his body slowly growing. Now, Muria felt like he was immersed in boiling water, not painful but extremely uncomfortable. Consequently, Muria's consciousness didn't fully enter into slumber but remained in this hazy state.In this state, Muria could sense his body undergoing rapid and intense changes, his muscles, bones, tendons, all growing and strengthening under the stimulation of Dragon King's blood. He was continuously becoming stronger.The strengthening Golden Dragon Blood also stimulated the Titan Blood within Muria's body. The Titan Blood gradually revived, beginning to devour all elements it coul

Five years had passed, yet Muria still slept within the golden cocoon, showing no signs of awakening. Meanwhile, within the Dragon Castle, significant changes had taken place during Muria's five-year slumber.Within the castle, most of the young dragons had entered a period of dormancy, emerging as adolescents with preliminary survival skills throughout Eleracia. The remaining few had also entered dormancy.Vibrant young dragons flew in and out of the Dragon Castle, infusing the entire fortress with vitality. However, Muria's previous commands had become mere words, not because the giants disobeyed them, but because they lacked the capability to execute them.These young dragons had a powerful ally — their magic teacher, the Dragon King Demos. With Demos's approval, these dragons dared to disregard the giants within the castle, freely coming and going, though they refrained from being too audacious.Initially, when dragons attempted to leave the castle, Storm Giants would intervene. H

"Weak, weak, weak." In the spacious martial arts hall, Titan-form Muria grabbed a storm giant and slammed him onto the ground. The white jade floor cracked in a spiderweb pattern from the impact.Another storm giant wielding a greatsword mercilessly slashed at Muria. Despite his massive form, Muria nimbly dodged the strike, then delivered a powerful slap to the sword's broad blade."Ding!" The greatsword, made of jade steel and cold iron, emitted a piercing, wailing sound, akin to the desperate cry of a dying person."Clang!" The sword, now twisted into a V-shape, fell to the ground along with a spray of bright red blood.The storm giant who had been wielding the sword let out a muffled groan. Muria's terrifying blow had been so powerful that the giant couldn't hold onto his weapon, which tore through his hand."Boom!" The storm giant looked up to see Muria, towering nearly twice his height, standing before him. Muria grabbed him and smashed him against the wall, embedding his body in