Titan King: Ascension of the Giant

"This is...?"

A familiar aura, a familiar scene... Leonidas seemed to recall something.

Similar images had surfaced a few times in Leonidas's distant memories.

"Not good!" Leonidas exclaimed, his flames flaring violently as he desperately tried to break free from Lestat.

Lestat clung to him, biting down hard, but Leonidas paid him no mind.

Steeling himself, Leonidas whipped his dragon tail around, severing the chunk of flesh Lestat was biting.

"This guy… he's ruthless!" Lestat thought, but his surprise quickly turned to confusion.

Because in the next second, Leonidas shot away from him, as if fleeing for his life.

And that wasn't all. As Leonidas retreated, he continuously cast draconic magic, one shield after another materializing around him.

Finally, Leonidas even produced a defensive, shell-like artifact and dived right into it.

"What is he doing?"

Lestat genuinely didn't understand Leonidas's ploy; he was utterly bewildered.

Soon, Lestat realized why Leonidas had acted this way.

Because one streak of lightning after another flashed out, illuminating the entire Dark Sacred Chalice space.

Lightning, like a rampaging army, surged and blazed, as if vowing to destroy everything.

This was a Forbidden Spell, the sole skill of the legendary [Lightning Cloak].

Reflected in Lestat's and Kian's terrified eyes was an endless torrent of lightning.

In that instant, the Dark Sacred Chalice space was filled to the brim with lightning.

Lightning pierced the void, connecting heaven and earth.

Axe-like bolts split the darkness, as rolling thunder cleansed the world of all evil.

Myriad streaks of lightning descended. Phantoms of ancient thunder dragons appeared, coiling in the sky, destroying every obstacle in their path.

The terrifyingly boundless Forbidden Spell descended; everyone present, except Orion, was a target for annihilation.

Few knew that when such lightning appeared, it emitted a distinct buzzing—the harbinger of utter destruction.

The Dark Sacred Chalice space was blindingly bright; no one could open their eyes.

Crack!

In the distance, the darkness upon the slowly rotating Dark Sacred Chalice dissipated, transforming it into a crystalline cup seemingly crafted from pure light.

The next moment, cracks spiderwebbed across the Dark Sacred Chalice.

With a series of sharp cracks, the Dark Sacred Chalice shattered into powder.

"No… no… don't…"

Amidst the booming thunder and dazzling lightning, the void imprisoning Orion and Leonidas was breached and torn apart.

The lightning continued to strike Lestat, Kian, and a nearly shattered seashell—Leonidas's refuge.

Of course, the vast majority of the lightning assailed the Ghost Dragon imprisoning Orion.

Under the bombardment of endless lightning, the Ghost Dragon's aura rapidly dissipated.

It was deeply unwilling; the offering almost in its grasp had escaped.

Awooo!

The Ghost Dragon shattered, the imprisonment vanished, and Orion regained his freedom.

"I told you, among the Archlords I've slain, you don't even rank."

The dense lightning element made Orion, a specialist in lightning, feel incredibly refreshed and supremely confident.

Orion strode towards Archlord Kian, who was trembling amidst the lightning.

Orion raised his trident. Lightning merged into his body, into his trident, Flame of Will.

Then, like a Titan God, Orion hurled his trident.

The thrown trident was like divine punishment.

"Ahhh…"

Before Archlord Kian could even attempt to flee, he was consumed by the endless lightning.

A flicker of triumph flashed in Orion's eyes. The enemy was dead and had even dropped a survivor's treasure chest—the best possible outcome.

"Bro, don't just stand there! There's still this one!"

As the lightning dissipated, Leonidas's voice called out. The wings on his back transformed into fiery chains, once again ensnaring Archlord Lestat.

Lestat had survived because the Dark Sacred Chalice absorbed most of the lightning's impact for him.

But Leonidas was cunning.

When Leonidas hid in the shell, he had already anticipated this.

Therefore, before the Forbidden Spell fully dissipated, Leonidas risked injury to intercept the fleeing Lestat.

"You can't kill me! Do you have any idea who stands behind me? An incredibly mighty being!"

"If you kill me, you will definitely attract the attention—perhaps even the wrath—of that mighty being!"

Although Lestat was bound, he could still speak.

Of course, it wasn't Lestat himself speaking, but a Bloodreaver clinging to his back.

"A mighty being?"

"Hahaha… It's not like I haven't faced one before!"

"Kill him…"

Just as Leonidas finished, Orion raised his trident, manipulating the remaining lightning to strike.

However, at that very moment, a voice echoed in their ears.

"Then have you faced me?"

In that instant, space itself froze, and time seemed forcibly halted by an immense power.

Orion, Leonidas, and Lestat were all immobilized, unable to move.

The difference was that Orion's and Leonidas's pupils contracted, clearly showing extreme tension.

Lestat, on the other hand, had eyes full of ecstasy.

If he weren't restrained, Lestat would be cackling maniacally.

"A mighty being such as myself—have you faced one like me?"

That cold, arrogant, and condescending voice sounded again. Blood began to trickle from Orion's and Leonidas's eyes and noses as their auras rapidly weakened.

Killing intent, life and death, desperation, the future… countless thoughts flooded Orion's mind.

Am I going to die?

Is there any hope left?

Are the Deputy Commander and Commander trustworthy?

My own light… it doesn't shine so brightly after all.

Orion didn't actually fear death much; he had died once before.

Furthermore, having weathered so many storms, he had long since made his peace with life and death.

Thankfully, I've left descendants in this world!

If I die in battle, the Stoneheart Horde still has Xalathar, Lumi, Soraya, and Gustalon. The four of them can hold on.

It's a pity… if only I could see my women one last time! I still want to make love to them again.

…

Just as Orion reminisced about his past, wondering if he had any regrets, a familiar voice sounded beside his ear.

"You think you're worthy of being called a mighty being?"

Hearing this voice, the light of survival in Orion's eyes blazed brighter than ever before. Leonidas's eyes shone just as bright.

The true powerhouse of the Champions Alliance had arrived.

Strangely, when Deputy Commander Edward's voice sounded, the restraints on Orion and Leonidas vanished.

"Are you also here for a share of the spoils?" the mighty being behind Lestat spoke again, as if confirming something.

"What? Can't I be?"

Edward's voice was slightly aged but carried an indomitable, majestic aura.