The Epic Dragon Titan

"I still haven't lost my candidacy for the Death Council Chairman!" Barbossa snorted angrily. After pondering for a while, he decided to make good use of his current position. His bad news hadn't spread yet.

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"Barbossa, why did you call us here?"

In the shattered space rift, death energy surged like tides. A huge skeletal dragon loomed within, a true lich, a dragon lich that had fallen from a dragon to an undead.

"Do you have something special in mind?" Green ghostly flames circled an indistinct giant beast, the burning causing the space to crackle. It doubted that Barbossa had summoned them for anything good, given they were now competitors.

The current chairman was about to retire and intended to venture into the void to achieve epic status. The new chairman was to be elected, and the contenders were among them.

The emperor-like wraith glanced around, seeing powerful undead at the peak of legend, all candidates for the next chairman.

"I want to launch an undead catastrophe, a real one, not just a ninth-level spell," Barbossa said calmly, having summoned all the Death Council members he could contact.

The current continental situation was too stable, unfavorable for someone like him who wanted to stir things up. He planned to disrupt the continent's stability, ensuring no one could focus on him. Once the undead catastrophe was unleashed, he could act freely.

"What madness is this, Barbossa? The real undead catastrophe isn't due for another two hundred years."

The undead catastrophe on the Orbis continent differed from the Death Council's artificial disasters. It was a natural eruption of death energy from the continent's depths, occurring periodically like a volcano.

The Orbis continent could be likened to a death energy volcano, with humans living on its crater. However, death energy eruptions weren't as violent as lava. Ordinary humans, under the protection of strong individuals and deities, had a chance of survival. Nonetheless, it was a true natural disaster with a low survival rate for ordinary people.

"I want this catastrophe to happen two hundred years early," Barbossa stated firmly. "We can unite and use our power to trigger the death energy accumulated underground, causing the catastrophe to erupt early."

"Are you insane?" The dragon lich cursed and prepared to leave. This was a thankless task, directly opposing the forces on Orbis, leading to endless trouble.

"If you help me, I swear to withdraw from the chairman race." Seeing the undead preparing to leave, Barbossa revealed his trump card. After being disrupted by Muria, his chances were slim, but the others didn't know that.

The soul sound caused the departing undead to stop and turn, looking at Barbossa incredulously.

"Experiment gone wrong? Has he gone mad?"

"After living thousands of years, he's finally lost his mind?"

"What happened to him?"

The undead believed Barbossa had lost his mind. Given the current situation, Barbossa had a high chance of becoming the next chairman. Few could rival him.

But what did they hear? The strongest candidate was willing to give up his candidacy. Wasn't that madness? Everyone knew the resources a chairman could command. Becoming chairman increased the chance of achieving epic status by twenty percent.

"Barbossa, are you serious? No tricks?"

"Do I look like I'm joking?" Barbossa retorted. These were the weaklings he had disciplined before. United, they could beat him up.

"What happened to you, Barbossa, to make you so desperate? Are the Death Gods scheming against you?" A mummy wrapped in yellowed bandages and surrounded by death energy asked.

"It's none of your business. Just tell me if you'll help me trigger the catastrophe early." Barbossa's soul sound was icy, his killing intent palpable. "If you agree, I'll swear now."

"Agreed, of course. With so many colleagues, what's there to fear?" The demigod lich cackled. The undead catastrophe was a feast for the undead, where they could slaughter and devour souls freely.

"Good, you swear first!"

"Why not you first?" the dragon lich asked playfully.

"Hmph, if I swear first and you back out, I can't do anything against you united. But with so many of you, do you think I'll back out?" Barbossa countered.

"True, let's all swear together. Anyone who cheats will face my wrath."

...

"Your Highness, here are your dragons." In the Wind King's Castle's council hall, a red-robed archbishop reported respectfully.

Months ago, when Muria arrived on the Orbis continent, he had asked the Church of the Benevolent Gods to help find chromatic dragons. The priests diligently collected information.

When they delivered the chromatic dragon data to Sinaps, Muria was raiding the Undead Pit with two Seraphim.

However, the search for dragons continued. Cynthia and Jessica quickly identified their missing companions from the priests' catalog.

So, without Sinaps sending anyone, the churches, eager to please Muria, captured and delivered the six exiled dragons to him.

These six dragons weren't idle; they had built a considerable force over fifty years. The local church had to mobilize significant forces and wage several large-scale wars to defeat their forces and capture them, leading to the scene Muria now witnessed.

Six pitiful chromatic dragons were tightly bound in chains. Initially terrified, thinking the humans were up to something, they grew excited upon entering Sinaps and seeing familiar dragons. When they saw Muria, they went wild, their backer had arrived.

Having faced hardships in the world, they now understood what golden dragons and Titans meant: unparalleled support. Even the once-arrogant priests now looked at them differently.

"Muria, you must avenge us! These humans beat us terribly!" The leading black dragon shouted when Muria looked at them.

To be honest, it harbored deep resentment toward these humans. Its hard-earned force, built over decades, had been destroyed. Anyone in its place would feel the same.

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