Titan King: Ascension of the Giant

Leonidas put on an air of indifference. God Blood was nothing unfamiliar to him; he knew how to deal with it and had long since prepared his countermeasures.

Orion, however, stared intently at Lestat, his pupils contracting.

Teleportation—Lestat had appeared not far in front of Orion using teleportation.

This method of teleportation was completely different from Orion's Instant Impact. It was a teleportation effect achieved through spatial elements, placing little burden on the body.

If the enemy before him could continuously cast teleportation, it would be very troublesome.

Arch Lord Lestat's attitude was mild, his temperament like that of an aged gentleman. "Your Excellency, could you tell me why you are invading our territory?" In his view, war was merely a means of demonstrating strength.

Now that both sides had displayed sufficient strength, it was possible to sit down and negotiate.

Furthermore, the longer they were delayed within the Dark Sacred Chalice, the more advantageous the war outside would become for his side—this was Lestat's thinking.

"Everyone's here to carve up the cake. What's the point of so much bullshit?" Leonidas responded.

Orion simply watched Lestat and Kian, who had now joined Lestat and stood side-by-side.

Lestat continued, "The cake is large. If a sharp blade helps you cut it, perhaps you'll get more."

Hearing this, Leonidas, for some unknown reason, began to chuckle "hehehe."

Leonidas declared, "Well, that sounds good! I now formally inform you: this entire Dusk Continent belongs to the two of us."

"If you withdraw from this continent now, everything can be discussed. We can sit down and talk slowly."

Faced with Leonidas's utter unreasonableness, Lestat remained silent, a shadow of gloom gathering in his eyes.

Kian interjected, "Want us to leave? Can you even make us?"

"You arrogant fools! This place will be your burial ground!"

"Lestat, stop wasting words with them! Fists are always more effective than mouths."

As Kian spoke, his entire body underwent a violent eruption. His form swelled, the armor on his body stretching and tearing, revealing gnarled, bulging muscles intricately tattooed with grotesque ghost-face patterns.

With Kian's transformation, the surrounding space itself seemed to be affected: distorted human figures, faintly visible, wailing sounds, cries of pain, mysterious and eerie songs… all flickered in and out of existence within the surrounding darkness.

An atmosphere filled with terror and oppression began to coalesce, bit by bit.

A silent, insidious illusion descended, attempting to bind Orion and Leonidas, to imprison them within this endless darkness.

Roar!

WAAAGH!

A dragon's roar and the Titan's Roar sounded simultaneously. Orion and Leonidas broke free from the illusion unleashed by Arch Lord Kian.

Battle, on the verge of exploding.

Leonidas sneered with contempt, "What a disgusting race!"

"Bro, I'll leave this filthy, unseemly fellow to you."

Leonidas was utterly disdainful of Kian. He had encountered enemies similar to these infernal beings before and had experience fighting them.

The "infernal beings" was an almost perfect race; they excelled at illusions while also being proficient in physical close combat.

As long as they didn't encounter holy-type powerhouses, the infernal beings held an advantage.

Leonidas assigned Kian to Orion because Orion's Titan's Roar countered illusions, which would be advantageous for Orion.

Yes, this was indeed care and consideration from a bro.

Lestat, his voice still polite, addressed Leonidas: "Coincidentally, I am also very interested in the pure dragon blood flowing in your veins. I will drain it all."

As Lestat finished speaking, his form also transformed, shifting into that of a Bloodreaver.

The Bloodreaver Lestat had become bore an eighty to ninety percent resemblance to the creature formed from God Blood, only a bit smaller in stature, comparable to Leonidas.

The Bloodreaver's body was massive and very tough. From Lestat's twisting transformation just moments ago, one could see its bulging muscles and wide, hard bones.

Under normal circumstances, such a physique signified immense strength and extreme speed.

Under Orion's and Leonidas's slightly raised eyebrows, Lestat's pair of leathery wings also underwent a rapid change.

One wing turned red, the other black. Blood-red and dark runes alternated and shimmered upon the wings, giving an impression of mysterious and formidable power.

Leonidas spat, "Has anyone ever told you that dark races are very annoying? All of you are disgusting things!"

"Arthas excluded!" Leonidas added this last part silently, in his heart.

Lestat retorted, "Then does Your Excellency know that in our eyes, the Dragon race is nothing but reptiles?"

"Hehehe…"

After this evil laughter, Lestat, in his Bloodreaver form, directly teleported towards Leonidas.

Simultaneously, Orion also seized the initiative, activating Instant Impact and launching a direct assault on Arch Lord Kian.

Lance and trident clashed. Blood-red flames and azure smoke intertwined, becoming an inseparable maelstrom.

Outside the Dark Sacred Chalice, the great war had not ceased.

The slaughter continued, lives becoming a mournful dirge. The number of fallen corpses was so great that Vexis, a Legendary-level lich, could barely keep up with her summoning.

This clearly showed that both sides were suffering heavy casualties in this war.

With the Arch Lords' combat power isolated, the war here depended entirely on the quantity and quality of the warriors.

Even the Legendary-level powerhouses engaged in their own confrontations could not influence the entirety of such a vast battlefield.

Awooo!

This was the Twilight Howl of the Nethervarg Soulflayers, a deterrence skill unleashed by their lord, Wulfric, and also a signal.

The eight Legendary-level powerhouses surrounding Vexis and her group, after a period of skirmishing and adjustment, finally coordinated their efforts, preparing to destroy Rumbold's death ripple.

Terrifying explosions echoed continuously across the battlefield. Under the enemy's fierce assault, the death ripple catastrophically collapsed.

The moment the formation fell, four of the Legendary-level powerhouses lunged respectively towards Rumbold, Gustalon, Little Four, and Little Five, attempting to tie them down.

The remaining four Legendary-level powerhouses all charged towards Vexis, who was maintaining the summoning formation.

This was an incredibly perilous moment!

At this critical juncture, Vexis was even preparing to halt the formation and join the Legendary-level battle herself.

Just then, another dragon roar resounded across the battlefield. A dragon five times larger than an ordinary adult wyvern flew out from the Dragon Nest, its presence shockingly intimidating.

It was an upper Legendary-level dragon, a progenitor of wyverns.

This dragon was a trump card Leonidas had placed on the battlefield.

Vexis was astonished, because this dragon had flown out from right behind her.

Before the battle began, Leonidas had entrusted the Dragon Nest to Vexis for safekeeping.

At the time, Vexis hadn't thought much of it and had simply let an Alpha-level skeleton warrior carry the Dragon Nest.

Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, the Dragon Nest played such a significant role.

As a series of high-pitched dragon roars resounded one after another, the Wyvern King intercepted the four Legendary-level powerhouses charging towards Vexis.

Instantly, dragon roars, wolf howls, ghost wails, and various other cries rose and fell across the battlefield in a chaotic symphony.

Fighting one against four, the Wyvern King was no match and was injured almost immediately upon engagement.

The situation was critical. Rumbold, Little BloodreaverFour, and Little Five all attempted to rush to Vexis's defense, but their opponents, like mad dogs, bit down hard and refused to let go.