Titan King: Ascension of the Giant

Lilith had stayed in the Valkorath Realm for a period, carrying Pallas to term and giving birth there; Pallas's birth was also witnessed by Soraya.

"Pallas, quickly call Auntie!" Lilith coaxed.

"Aun… tie…"

Pallas's milky, childish voice responded to Soraya.

Soraya planted a firm kiss on Pallas's cheek, then took out a small dagger from her attire and pressed it into Pallas's hand.

This was Soraya's gift for Pallas; she was exceptionally fond of the little one in her arms.

"Go to the castle and rest for a bit first. Xalathar is in the castle and can accompany you to the west side of the territory at any time," Lilith said.

"Alright!"

Returning to Stoneheart City, Soraya was extremely joyful and excited.

As a Warden of the Stoneheart Horde, Lilith also showed her due respect by personally coming to welcome her.

Of course, Soraya and Lilith also shared a very good relationship, built on mutual respect.

Far away, at Golden Pearl.

In the underground palace beneath the sands, High Priestess Selenis was meditating with her eyes closed. Ever since returning from the last cross-realm invasion, the scorpion tribe had entered a busy phase of breeding and hatching.

After Selenis had expressed her willingness to serve Orion, she had received a generous bestowal of supplies and had been quietly accumulating strength.

Today, Selenis felt an inexplicable emotion stirring within her, making it impossible to calm her mind.

Just as Selenis was feeling agitated and restless, a familiar, melodious voice, tinged with pride, resounded throughout Golden Pearl.

"High Priestess, lead our kinsmen and advance to the West Coast."

"How can our scorpion tribe be absent from the battle against the Sea Race?"

Selenis's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Your Majesty!"

"The aura of a Legendary level!"

"Ah…"

A few moments later, Selenis recovered from her shock, which then transformed into exhilaration, into ecstasy.

Rustle, rustle, rustle…

Within the underground palace, all the slumbering small scorpions awakened and began to wave their tail stingers in unison, creating a soft, rustling sound.

It was their way of welcoming their Queen's return and celebrating the emergence of a Legendary-level powerhouse within the Scorpion Tribe.

"Mo… Move… out! Target… West… Coast!"

Selenis issued the command, her voice trembling.

West Coast, Ironveil Escarpment.

Gazing at the seawater that had already encroached upon the forest, Delilah's mood was grave.

"It seems the seadragon race is truly enraged!"

Although Delilah also craved war, she did not wish for it to begin at this very moment; the timing was not right.

Though she had temporarily hatched some Giant Kelp Water Cannons and Ocean Hunters, their numbers were still insufficient.

Furthermore, the number of Sea-Devouring Warships was also too small. If they were to fight the Sea Race in the water, they would suffer a great disadvantage.

Fortunately, when she had chosen the campsite, she had selected this highest point on the escarpment.

Also, to face this attack from the Sea Race, Orion would dispatch two Legendary-level powerhouses to reinforce them; this was Delilah's greatest source of confidence.

"Sylvana, can you take another look at the war's outcome?"

"Forget it! Better not to do that." Delilah retracted her request without turning around.

"I can try!"

Sylvana, standing behind Delilah and supported by the old elder from the fox tribe, responded softly after hearing Delilah's request.

"Still, forget it!"

"I don't want Orion to return and blame me for exhausting his beautiful lover, Kitsune."

"Besides, I believe the Stoneheart Horde is capable of repelling the Sea Race."

At this moment, Delilah's aura was imposing, giving one the illusion that she looked down upon the entire world.

"Elder, figures from the Sea Race have appeared one after another in the distant sea region."

The guard Dace stepped forward and reported the latest intelligence he had acquired.

Delilah first muttered to herself, "Is the great battle approaching?"

Then she responded to Dace, "I understand!"

"Elder, our reinforcements…" Dace began, wanting to say something, but did not continue.

What he wanted to refer to were the Legendary-level powerhouses, Xalathar, and Soraya.

"No need to worry. Our Stoneheart Horde's two Wardens have already arrived."

Roar!

The moment Delilah finished speaking, a high-pitched, resounding beast roar echoed from deep inland.

It was Xalathar's roar, a sound incredibly familiar to the bloodline warriors of the Stoneheart Horde.

Accompanying the roar was a powerful Legendary-level pressure.

"It's the abyssal dragon!"

"It's the Warden!"

"Could Lord Orion have come too?"

"Our reinforcements are here!"

"…"

Atop the escarpment, everyone, from the warriors of the guardian armies to the slaves of the cannon fodder troops, let out shouts of relief.

The arrival of Legendary-level powerhouses meant they would not be swept away, would not be left to fend for themselves.

In the distance, a black cloud approached rapidly, growing ever closer, ever larger.

A few moments later, the massive figure of the abyssal dragon Xalathar appeared in mid-air. The black cloud enveloping it, it turned out, was the Abyssal energy emanating from Xalathar's own body.

Although abyssal dragons lacked wings, after reaching the Legendary level, they possessed special methods to achieve flight.

From Xalathar's back, Soraya took a step forward, treading upon the void as she came to land beside Delilah.

"Greetings to the two Wardens!"

Everyone present, including Delilah, Sylvana, Dace, Otho, Ursa, Drakthul, and Gormathar, showed immense respect.

Soraya and Xalathar were the Stoneheart Horde's strongest combatants aside from Orion himself; they were key figures within the horde.

Saluting them was the respect they rightfully deserved.

"Everyone has worked hard! Elder of Stewardship, you are too kind!"

The first part of Soraya's sentence was addressed to all who were saluting; the latter part was specifically for Delilah.

Delilah was also one of Orion's women, and furthermore, one of the four elders holding great power within the horde; her status was somewhat special.

Delilah was worthy of Soraya's particular regard.

Of course, in Soraya's heart, Delilah's status was not as high as Lilith's.

Delilah also perceived this.

Things were different now from how they were before. Soraya was a Legendary-level powerhouse and would not deign to lower her own status.

This was Soraya's pride, and also a manifestation of the inherent loftiness of a Legendary-level powerhouse.

"Soraya, your arrival has completely set our minds at ease!"

Upon meeting, Delilah immediately smiled and walked towards Soraya, a gesture indicative of her willingly adopting a more modest posture.

Soraya smiled slightly and came over to take Delilah's hand.

"We received the Lord's command to come here and await your orders. Whatever arrangements you have, please feel free to command us."

A smile appeared on Delilah's face as she laughingly led Soraya and Xalathar into the command tent.

Delilah showed none of the pride befitting a Succubus Queen.

In truth, however, Delilah's heart at this moment was frantic, filled with craving, and also with yearning.

The craving for the Legendary level was driving the proud Delilah almost to the point of madness.

This feeling of being beneath Orion's other women was something Delilah disliked intensely; she was about to go mad, to fly into a rage.

But, Delilah showed no trace of this inner frenzy.

It had to be said, Delilah's mindset had once again improved.