Titan King: Ascension of the Giant

The conversation on the public channel was abruptly cut off by a single remark from Arthas.

It was clear that fighting had erupted in the central region once again.

In the godforsaken land, within the northwest region, on a certain island.

Kraken slowly opened his eyes and started to mutter under his breath.

"Hulk invaded the eastern region, and there are actually three Legendary-level powerhouses there. Is it one against three, or two against three?"

"Considering how cautious everyone is and the tone Leonidas just used, it's more likely two against three."

Growing ever more certain of his guess—because Kraken almost never got things wrong—he continued:

"In other words, Hulk can at least take on lords above his own level. Only then would he have the right to fight two against three."

"Hulk is new around here. Could it be that one of the purposes of this godforsaken land is to test him?"

It has to be said, every member of the Champions Alliance is quite clever.

"Hulk was recommended to join by Arthas, so of course there'd be a trial."

"That explains everything!"

"Still, that Hulk guy... He just stepped into Legendary level and is already fighting two versus three. That's crazy strong!"

"So, I absolutely have to befriend this Hulk guy!"

This conclusion left Kraken deeply astonished.

"As one of the sea folk, I have more room for development, but my combat environment is restricted."

"I need to figure out a way to break free from my racial limitations. Then my potential would be even greater."

People who are not only clever but also strong-willed excel at picking up on others' experiences and strengths, using them to empower themselves. Kraken is precisely that kind of being.

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In the central region, war broke out.

The black-blooded goblin king Gollum, who had previously fled in a panic, returned once more. Joining Gollum this time was a human—an arch lord named John.

"Gollum, I'll help you this time, but don't forget what you promised me!"

"Sir, rest assured. As long as you help me reclaim my territory, I swear I'll assist you in capturing that bitch Mia."

"She's not a bitch, she's a slut—the prettiest slut among the night elves!"

"Uh…right. A slut, the prettiest slut!"

"Heh heh heh…"

Gollum and John exchanged glances and grinned lewdly. When they pictured that sexy night elf Mia being impaled by their cock, their laughter carried an unmistakable whiff of depravity.

In this godforsaken land, there isn't a single pure soul. Justice and compassion were taken away by the gods long ago.

What remains are the cursed, the damned. And at least from the perspective of those living here, that's just the way it is.

"Gollum, I'm laughing now, but if those two arch lords turn out to be a big headache and refuse to back down, don't blame me if I just walk away."

"Mr. John, if we join forces, I doubt there'll be any real risk of dying. All you have to do is help me scare them off so I can reclaim my territory. Then everything will go smoothly."

"…"

Meanwhile, the battle in the central region had become extremely intense.

Beasts thundered across the battlefield, undead howled, skeletons charged, and goblins wailed in despair.

All the blood, the shouting, the attacks—it all came down to one simple choice:

Live or die!

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"I smell something foul, and it disgusts me!"

High up in the sky, Leonidas ignored the fierce fighting below. His deep, resonant voice carried across the air—he had caught the scent of Gollum and John.

Especially John: this was a human corrupted by evil energies, reeking of darkness even more strongly.

"If I were reincarnated into a human so polluted, I'd rather kill myself and come back as a skeleton!"

Leonidas kept complaining. Arthas, hovering beside him, remarked coolly,

"Is he even human anymore?"

John was indeed human, but he was uglier than Gollum.

He was enormously fat, a flesh mountain with three faces on his head—one twisted by greed, one by rage, and one dripping with lust.

And that wasn't all: each of John's three mouths protruded with crooked teeth, and his conical tongues slithered out constantly, licking at his own snot and the pus seeping from his body.

"Boney McBoneface, you handle that human. I'm worried I might vomit myself to death."

"Woof!"

Leonidas bellowed midair and charged forward from a distance.

Arthas said nothing, silently drawing the huge sword from his back and commanding his bone dragon to follow.

The battle raged fiercely. Transcendent power boiled like hot steam, blasting the clouds out of the sky, leaving only flickers of black light shining through every now and then.

…

In the eastern region, within the goblin king Murktooth's territory—Murktooth City.

When Orion and Rumbold arrived, they could no longer sense Murktooth's presence.

Inside Murktooth's city, a massive army had assembled, clearly warned in advance.

"Lord Orion, there are hundreds of thousands of goblins here. I bet your little spiders can feast to their hearts' content."

"Let's hope so."

Standing beside Rumbold, Orion watched as Rumbold directed the undead throngs to attack Murktooth City.

In the first wave of assaults, the undead were held at bay outside the city walls of Murktooth City, failing to break through.

Seeing the undead fall wave after wave, Orion turned to Rumbold and said,

"This is too slow, and the losses will pile up."

While speaking, a bloody glow emanated from Orion's chest. Accompanied by a low growl, the abyssal dragon made its appearance.

"Go, Xalathar—kill to your heart's content!"

With a roar, the abyssal dragon kicked off with its hind legs and lunged forward.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

As it drew closer, the abyssal dragon fired off three consecutive Abyssal Flame Bombs at the same spot.

Murktooth City's wall collapsed amid crashing rubble and goblin screams, leaving a gaping breach.

With that opening made, Rumbold and his skeleton warriors pushed the undead force into Murktooth City.

Hot on their heels came four hundred thousand cave spiders. Anywhere they passed, not even a scrap of goblin bone was left behind.

Only then did the Stoneheart Horde's main army pour in, led by Thundar's knights, alongside a mixed contingent of Onyx, Earthshaker, Slagor, thunderhawk, and others.

Orion could sense several Alpha-level auras within Murktooth City, erupting the moment the walls fell.

But those were targets for Orion's subordinates; he had no intention of interfering. One of his goals in bringing so many Alpha-level fighters was to temper them.

"Lord Orion, your mount is impressive—it's got huge potential!"

Orion nodded in agreement.

He had two prized mounts: thunderhawk and the abyssal dragon. The former was functional, a true means of travel, while the latter was more of a companion mount—closer and more intimate.