Titan King: Ascension of the Giant

This was a challenge issued by the Abyssal Dragon, and also his stance.

"Heh, you are a mere low-ranking Legendary, yet you dare to challenge me."

"Then I'll play with you!"

Seadragon Cavalry Regiment Commander Thaloryn stood atop the Tidewyrm, harpoon in hand, an expression of condescension on his face.

Thaloryn waved his harpoon, water-aspected transcendent power surging within him. The tsunami beneath him roiled violently, as if brought to a boil.

After a few breaths, massive waves churned, and two Tidewyrms composed entirely of seawater spiraled out from the colossal waves, hovering to Thaloryn's left and right.

"You wanted to fight, didn't you? Then let's fight!"

Thaloryn let out a strange laugh. Riding his Tidewyrm and commanding the water elemental Tidewyrm avatars on either side, he swept towards the Abyssal Dragon Xalathar.

Four against one—Thaloryn intended to overwhelm Xalathar and claim a measure of justice for the deceased Seventh and Twelfth Princes.

As Thaloryn approached, the Abyssal Dragon Xalathar immediately released his Mist Domain, concealing his form.

Within the Mist Domain, Xalathar moved without a trace.

Soon, the sounds of fierce combat and roars echoed from within the dark Mist Domain.

In less than three minutes, a blue barrier rose within the Mist Domain. Seawater from the ocean surface surged back, dispersing all the mist around Thaloryn.

Thaloryn and his Tidewyrm were unharmed, but one of his two Tidewyrm water elemental avatars was already gone.

As for the Abyssal Dragon, he had been blasted out of the Mist Domain by Thaloryn.

Two new claw marks, deep enough to expose bone, were visible on Xalathar.

Evidently, even with his full strength, Xalathar was no match for Thaloryn.

And Thaloryn wasn't even fighting in seawater, his advantageous environment.

"The abyssal aura is indeed ferocious."

Just now, in the Mist Domain, the Abyssal Dragon before him had displayed his berserk side. His unparalleled close-combat power had managed to destroy one water elemental avatar despite Thaloryn's encompassing attack.

One had to know that was no ordinary avatar, but a Legendary-level water elemental avatar.

"However, this is where it ends!"

Failing to take down the Abyssal Dragon immediately, the proud Thaloryn felt he had lost face.

Thaloryn was somewhat annoyed. He decided to kill the Legendary-level Abyssal Dragon before him, right in front of everyone from the Stoneheart Horde.

"Die!"

Two dragon roars sounded as Thaloryn urged his Tidewyrm, pouncing towards Xalathar.

Xalathar, heavily injured, dared not meet the enemy's attack head-on. He could only channel the last of his supernatural power to conjure an Abyssal Flame Bomb and hurl it at Thaloryn.

Unfortunately, Thaloryn swung his harpoon, and a spherical water ball flew out, neutralizing the Abyssal Flame Bomb.

Immediately after, Thaloryn rapidly closed the distance to the Abyssal Dragon. Just as he was about to slay Xalathar, a powerful sense of crisis welled up in Thaloryn's heart.

Thaloryn was at Legendary peak; his perception of danger was very acute.

Without a second thought, Thaloryn abandoned his attempt to kill the Abyssal Dragon. Instead, he swiftly raised a water sphere, enveloping himself and the Tidewyrm beneath his feet.

The instant Thaloryn completed this maneuver, two crackling sounds of electricity were heard.

Boom!

Boom!

Terrifying explosions erupted, sending Thaloryn flying.

As for Thaloryn's other summoned Tidewyrm water elemental avatar, it dissipated into a vast expanse of water mist.

In the distance, Thaloryn stabilized himself, the defensive water sphere around him gone. He stared, shocked and uncertain, at the figure standing atop the Abyssal Dragon's head.

"You are that Giant King?"

Thaloryn gazed at Orion, a growing solemnity in his eyes.

"I am the Giant King, Orion Stoneheart."

"Judging by your tone, you came looking specifically for me, then?"

Orion's expression was calm; in reality, he had arrived much earlier.

However, Orion had remained hidden nearby. The reason he hadn't been discovered was that Orion had used his new skill, Ghostly Steps.

Transforming into a ghost and shuttling through the void, it possessed an almost perfect invisibility effect.

It had to be said, the skill description for Ghostly Steps was not an exaggeration in the slightest.

At the very least, Thaloryn, also at Legendary peak, had not sensed Orion's presence.

Furthermore, Orion had also wanted to observe the Abyssal Dragon Xalathar's combat strength after his advancement to the Legendary level.

"You got lucky and escaped last time. I didn't expect you'd come back to die, did you?"

Orion ignored Thaloryn, his gaze shifting towards the tsunami behind him, where there was an aura Orion found very familiar.

It was the aura of the Seadragon race's Third Prince, Voryn. Last time, he had abandoned his companion sea beast to escape with his life.

Being called out, a flicker of fear crossed Third Prince Voryn's eyes.

However, upon seeing Thaloryn and the Tidewyrm beneath his feet, a surge of confidence welled within his heart.

"Orion, your killing of the Seventh Prince will not end just like this!"

A corner of Orion's mouth curled up, dismissive of Third Prince Voryn's words.

"Your Seadragon race invaded my Stoneheart Horde; that won't end 'just like this' either!"

"This time, I'm afraid you won't escape!"

The Seadragon race's attitude was arrogant, but Orion was even more so.

Orion saying this in front of numerous Sea Folk warriors and Thaloryn was a statement of his attitude—one of contempt for the Seadragon race.

"Orion, aren't you afraid your shameless boasts will ultimately come to nothing, leading to humiliation?"

It was Thaloryn who spoke. He and Orion were both at Legendary peak; he couldn't understand why Orion didn't even deign to look him in the eye, effectively ignoring him.

Thaloryn raised the harpoon in his hand, making a challenging gesture towards Orion.

Thaloryn wasn't acting out of rage clouding his judgment; he knew Orion might be provoking him.

Thaloryn did this firstly because the feeling of being ignored irked him immensely, and secondly, because his purpose in coming here was to probe the Giant King's true capabilities.

Therefore, taking action was inevitable.

"I have to say, the Seadragon race's foundation is indeed deep."

"I just wonder if the Seadragon King's heart will ache if I kill you two."

Fwoosh!

The trident Flame of Will appeared in Orion's hand, a crimson flame dancing at its tip, eerie and radiating an oppressive presence.

"Let me see if a powerhouse from the Seadragon race can take one hit from me!"

Crackle!

That was the sound of flashing electricity mixing with the tearing of air as the trident lunged forward.

Orion's figure flashed, appearing like a ghost where Thaloryn had been.

And Thaloryn, like a cannonball, plunged into the sea along with his Tidewyrm.