DND Realms: The Rise of the Titan-Dragon Prodigy

"Uncle Aelric, this gift is too precious, I can't accept it." Muria looked at the radiant chariot in front of him and the nine spirit-level beasts lying obediently on the ground, shaking his head in refusal.

"Slap!" As soon as Muria finished speaking, the Golden Dragon Mother, who had been examining the chariot, turned around and slapped him on the head, "What nonsense are you talking about? If you don't want it, you can give it to me. Look carefully, there is a complete set of legendary arrays engraved on it."

"I know, that's exactly why I can't take it," Muria replied, pushing back. "This chariot is too valuable."

"Just accept it directly, don't be polite. This chariot was hijacked by Aelric on the way here; it was originally obtained for free, it wasn't even his," a Titan, shrunk down to the size of an ordinary human, chuckled.

"Where did you hijack it from? Tell me the location, I want to hijack one too," the Golden Dragon Mother admired the runes on the chariot, her eyes sparkling with gold. In fact, she loved all things valuable and expensive.

"This I acquired from a prince of the Trasca Empire," Titan Aelric explained, stressing the word "acquired" heavily, "He probably isn't there anymore."

"A prince of the Trasca Empire? Has the main continent's empire already made its move?" Ans'or raised an eyebrow. "You just asked him for it and he gave it to you?"

"That's right, the kid was too cowardly, nothing like his father who had a fighting spirit. He had a complete armored knight squadron with him, but he never ordered them to attack me."

"Like his father?" A Titan showed a puzzled expression. "I remember you told me, during your travels around the world, you had a conflict with a royal from the Trasca Empire; after you beat him more than ten times, he went mad and mobilized a legion to besiege you. You were forced to flee, one of the most embarrassing moments of your life. Is this the same person?"

"Yes, that guy I beat up, somehow became the emperor of the Trasca Empire sixty-three years ago. The one we just met is his son," Aelric's face showed a hint of nostalgia.

The person he once beat up had now risen to such a high position, which made him reflect on how the affairs of human kingdoms change so swiftly.

"Ha, that's something to brag about, you've beaten up the emperor of the Trasca Empire," laughed Ans'or.

"What's there to brag about," Aelric shook his head. "It would be worth bragging if I could beat him up again now, but with my current strength, it's nearly impossible to break through his defenses. Only after I advance to the epic tier could I manage it."

"Enough of this useless talk, little Muria, if you don't want the chariot, then your mother will take it for you," the Golden Dragon Mother said unscrupulously, reaching for the radiant chariot.

"When did I say I didn't want it?" Muria quickly opened a semi-dimensional gateway, pulling the chariot and the nine beasts, which were nearly frightened to death by the Titans, into the semi-dimension. Since it was a treasure acquired for free, Muria saw no need to be polite with his elder.

"That's more like it. Whatever treasures you get your hands on, useful or not, you should keep them," the Golden Dragon Mother withdrew her feigned attempt to grab the chariot. If she truly wanted it, Muria wouldn't have had a chance.

"Alright, Muria, for this period I and these three uncles will stay here. Arrange everything properly. If you have any doubts about cultivation, feel free to consult them without hesitation."

"Hey, Muria, you should ask those other two guys for a meeting gift. They haven't given you anything yet; make sure they compensate you properly, at least by teaching you some combat techniques they've mastered through battle."

"Understood, I won't be shy." Muria, hearing that he could consult with the four Titans anytime, was beaming with joy. Although he was young compared to the Titans, he had many doubts about cultivation.

"Let's set aside teaching martial arts for now, Muria, can you tell me what's the deal with those cloud islands next to this city? Especially in the center of the islands, what is that creature that even makes me feel endangered?"

"The Wind King Eagle, a world-restraining giant beast, moved those cloud islands here," Muria answered frankly.

"The Wind King Eagle!" Hearing Muria's response, all four Titans' eyes shot out golden beams, their faces showing excitement. This was one of the rarest creatures in

 the world.

"So, what are you waiting for? Don't you feel the urge to fight the Wind King Eagle? Act on your impulses!" Seeing the Titans' reactions, the Golden Dragon Mother didn't hold back in tempting them. "After this chance, it will be very difficult to encounter a Wind King Eagle again."

"Oh, right, they can go challenge it, but you, Ans'or, cannot go. You stay here honestly and teach Muria," she instructed.

"How powerful is this Wind King Eagle?" Ans'or asked. "What age stage is it at?"

"It's hard to tell, but it's already mature. I estimate its strength to be around the peak of the legendary level. All three of your true forms combined might not be as big as its body."

"Hmm!"

"So, aren't you going to challenge it?"

"It's too strong, and compared to the potential gains, the risk and cost of challenging it are too great. It's not necessary."

"There are many worthy opponents in the world. Just keep looking, and you will find them. Fighting a world-restraining giant beast isn't worth it," Aelric showed a hint of apprehension in his eyes, shaking his head firmly, rejecting the Golden Dragon Mother's suggestion.

"Since none of you want to challenge the Wind King Eagle, are you interested in the God-blessed ones?" the Golden Dragon Mother, undiscouraged, mentioned the beings she really wanted the Titans to help deal with.

"God-blessed ones?" Ans'or's face showed interest; gods were the strongest entities in the world of Erathia, and anything related to them was not ordinary.

"I recently patrolled the borders of the kingdom Muria now controls and discovered a portal to the Dark Realms. Inside, there's a Drow Elf kingdom. Their ruler, Delira, has conquered dozens of Drow families through violence and established a kingdom. It's certain she's a devotee of the Spider Queen Rose, possibly even a descendant."

"A descendant of the Spider Queen Rose!" Titan Aelric turned to the Golden Dragon Mother, "Where is she now? Give me the coordinates."

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