After Muria remembered the formation pattern that resurfaced when she cracked the magic circle this time, she left the exhibition hall. Under the gaze of some dragonborn maids, she entered the library, selected some books, and left the Crystal Castle.
He did not return directly to the Titan clan, but first went to the Giant City on Taiji Island. He summoned many giant commanders and storm giants in the White Jade Shrine to deal with some important matters that had accumulated. By the way, he accepted some of the recent arrivals.
A pilgrimage to the Titan Islands to meet the giants.
Finally, Muria returned to the Titan clan through the teleportation array he set up in the White Jade Shrine.
When returning to the courtyard residence, under the extended induction of Muria's spiritual power, there was a sense of tranquility. Cynthia, Jessica, Renata, the three red dragon sisters, and the top student White Dragon were all sleeping quietly in the room.
Troy, the white tiger, was lying on the roof lazily basking in the sun.
Muria saw the four little female dragons sleeping soundly and did not disturb them. For them, fighting in the abyss was a very draining thing. After all, they were always on tenterhooks.
For Muria, the Abyss Training Ground is just a training ground for practicing martial arts and spells. Even though he is only at the fifth level of gold, he can easily kill some low-level ones when he goes all out.
Soul level demon.
Even if he encounters a high-ranking demon at the peak of his soul, he cannot defeat it and can easily run away. As for the legendary demon, that is not something he has to worry about. As long as a demon of this level appears, there will naturally be Titans to deal with it.
However, for these young dragons who have all been promoted to gold-level five-color dragons because they have eaten the flesh and blood of the legendary sea monster, the abyss training ground is a dangerous place full of dangers. If you are not careful, you may be in danger of losing your life.
The strength of red dragons is basically around the third level of gold, and the strength of the first six hatched red dragons is far ahead of the other five-color dragons. Like Muria, they are at the fifth level of gold.
However, although the levels are the same, the combat power is indeed very different, and Muria is on the verge of entering the soul level at any time, and they probably need to go through a deep sleep before they can enter the soul level.
Among the five-colored dragons, the six strongest red dragons can barely cope with the first-level soul-level demons, but they will be blinded by the higher-level soul-level demons, and they have to call for help to find Muria.
This is true for the strongest red dragons. It is even more difficult for the remaining younger red dragons and the other four weaker dragon species to survive in the abyss training ground, and they must join a group to survive.
And this is what Muria looks forward to and loves to see the most. Under the pressure of death, the five-color dragons abandon the prejudices between dragon species. The strongest red dragon is willing to join forces with the white dragon, who is known as the shame of the five-color dragons. The blue dragon
The dragons no longer dislike the green dragon and the black dragon, and join forces to survive in the abyss training ground, killing demons in exchange for crystals.
This was also one of Muria's original intentions when he brought the dragons into the abyss training ground. He hoped that the five-color dragons he raised could unite with each other and learn to help their kind.
This idea does sound ridiculous, but Muria hopes that the dragons he raises can do this, and for this reason, he does not hesitate to use death to force them to learn to unite. This method, so far, seems to be quite effective.
"Big cat." Muria flew up to the roof and came to Troy, who had a pair of pure white wings folded and his whole body was white. Then, he lay down between his soft hair very naturally.
The big cat was basking in the sun with half-closed eyes. When he felt Muria falling into his hair, his ears twitched, and then nothing happened. For more than ten years, Muria didn't know how to turn into a human form.
I have laid on it so many times. It went from being uncomfortable and resisting at the beginning to being indifferent now.
"Casio!" Muria, who was comfortably nestled in the snow-white hair, called Ling's name. At the same time, he transmitted the legendary magic array pattern he had memorized to her through the connection between himself and Ling.
A translucent and graceful figure condensed around Muria, the size of an ordinary human being. After Casio condensed his body, he waved his hand, and mysterious and complicated formations condensed in front of Muria. This is what Muria remembered.
An unbreakable pattern.
"It's starting to be cracked." Muria sat up and stretched, then looked at the formation pattern in front of him attentively, and began to try to crack it, while Casio on the side looked at Muria quietly without saying a word,
Based on the fluctuations in his mind, light curtains were condensed for him that recorded profound knowledge of magic formations to help him decipher the formation patterns.
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Time flies, and a year passes silently. During this period, Muria practiced martial arts every morning as before, then challenged several Titans or Descendants of the Sky, and then soaked in the Pool of Life for a while.
, study magic formations, decipher legendary formation patterns, or study spell books and build spell models in the spiritual sea.
At the same time, every once in a while, Muria also leads the five-color dragon group to the abyss training ground to experience and kill. He spends all his efforts to erase the selfishness, cruelty and other bad natures of these evil dragons, and at the same time instills some Muria into them.
Values that I consider to be extremely “correct”.
And just when Muria turned forty-nine and was about to completely break through the defensive array in the Golden Dragon Lady's castle, the influence of the dragon's bloodline on him quietly came.
At the age of fifty, for the ancestral dragons, it is time to enter the teenage dragon age group.
When the sun just emerged from the horizon, dispelling the darkness and shining the first ray of sunshine, some five-color dragons who had not slept all night poked their heads out of their palaces and looked at the simple building on the top of the mountain. Usually at this time,
The sound of weapons piercing the air should have been heard there for a long time, but today, it was particularly quiet.
"What's going on? Why is there no sound today?"
"Could it be that Muria planned to be lazy today? That's why she didn't get up to practice martial arts." A blue dragon guessed darkly.
"Do you think it's possible?" Another green dragon looked scornfully at the blue dragon who guessed that Muria was lazy, "Muria is not you, how could he be lazy? I haven't seen him take a day off in more than ten years.
."
"If Muria is not lazy, then there is something wrong with him." A white dragon said firmly, giving the guess that was closest to the truth.
"What's the problem?" A ferocious red dragon asked curiously. Although the white dragon is the weakest among the dragons, due to the existence of Clodia, the academic dragon, the white dragon's spellcasting ability is the best among the dragons.
The highest among them, his intelligence has been developed to an extreme.
"Muria has entered the dormant period and is ready to enter the next age group."