Titan King: Ascension of the Giant

A moment later, the fox tribe's elder sounded flustered, at a complete loss.

Meanwhile, Kitsune Sylvana fumbled her way around the tables and chairs. Relying on her memory, she slowly returned to her previous seat. Her expression was perfectly calm, as though everything that had just happened was the most natural occurrence in the world.

"Until now, the Beastmen's fate was always unpredictable. But now, the river of destiny seems much clearer."

"The final destiny of the Beastmen turns out to be under this new Giant King. It must be the guidance of the great Titan god."

After saying this, Kitsune Sylvana reached out, trying to locate the teacup on the table. However, when she had knelt down earlier, she accidentally knocked it to the ground. Seeing this, the fox tribe's elder hurriedly picked up the cup and set it to one side, then poured Kitsune Sylvana some fresh tea.

"Prophet, what should we do now?"

Kitsune Sylvana took the cup, sipped the tea slowly, and carefully placed it back. Clearly, she had lost her sight.

Last time, when the Orc resisted invaders, Kitsune Sylvana attempted to peer into fate and suffered severe backlash. That pair of enchanting, beautiful eyes was robbed of all light. On the surface, nothing seemed different, but in truth, she was blinded, and the damage was serious. She had been healing ever since.

"Tell those who follow me to pack their things. Tomorrow we head south for the Giants' city, Starveil."@@novelbin@@

"It's better to be the first to surrender than to wait to be persuaded. That way, we'll have more room to maneuver, and perhaps receive better treatment than the Orcs."

Kitsune Sylvana's tone remained calm. There was no sorrow over her people becoming a vassal race, no mourning for those who had died in battle, and no inner conflict over surrendering to a former enemy.

Fate was already predetermined, wasn't it?

…

After crossing the territories of the Beastmen and the Orcs, Orion withdrew his intimidating presence. The next stretch belonged to the Gnomes.

Technically speaking, the lord of this territory had changed hands. Its lord was Orion's friend, Bluehide. From quite a distance away, Orion could sense Bluehide's presence. He found it odd that Bluehide wasn't in the land ceded by the Blood Elves but had instead come here.

"Rayden, slow down. Keep heading north!"

After giving Thunderhawk Rayden this order, Orion leaned down to kiss Lumi softly on the forehead.

"Wait here for me. I'm going to meet my ogre friend!"

"All right!"

With a thunderous boom, Orion transformed into lightning and vanished.

The Giant City was once inhabited by the gnomes. Now, a group of ogres resided there. As for the gnomes, they had become mere vassals—or even food—for the ogres.

Suddenly, accompanied by a deafening clap of thunder, a figure appeared upon the city wall. Down below, the ogre Aldous was leaning against the wall, carefully pinching a flower he had picked from who-knows-where.

He studied it curiously, occasionally puffing air onto its petals. This ogre's demeanor was both savage and gentle at the same time. Meanwhile, the larger head of Bluehide was dozing off, drooling everywhere. Enjoy new stories from My Virtual Library Empire

"It's been a while, my friend!"

Orion glanced around the Giant City. Many ogres were living here, and most of the original buildings had been demolished, replaced by makeshift stone fortresses and caverns. Compared to the past, it all looked even more chaotic.

"Orion, my friend, it hasn't been long since you left, but I missed you."

"Imagine having to spend every day with this big dumb oaf. Do you know how frustrating that can be?"

Aldous blew softly, sending the flower in his hand drifting up into the sky.

"My friend, the gnomes don't taste great, but the wine they brew is pretty good. Have a taste."

As he spoke, Aldous pulled out a large wooden barrel from behind him and offered it to Orion. For the two of them, this "large" barrel was more like a cup. Orion took it and drained it in one gulp.

"It's sweet and a little sour. Not bad at all."

After praising it, Orion eyed Aldous and raised the question that had been on his mind.

"The territory the Blood Elves ceded to you is far more fertile and expansive. Why aren't you there consolidating control and making it your own?"

Hearing this, the ogre Aldous looked genuinely annoyed.

"My friend, I just had a fight a while back. Chased off an invader from the central region."

As he spoke, Aldous hefted the spiked club under him and swung it fiercely. The roaring air around it showed how angry he was.

"An invader? A Legendary-level powerhouse from the central region?"

Orion frowned, his eyebrows inching upward.

"Yes, my friend. He came from the central region."

"Now that this north-south war is over, the balance has been broken, and no one honors the lord pact anymore. Thank goodness your territory is to my south. Otherwise, I'd be surrounded on all sides!"

The appearance of these invaders cast a shadow over Orion's thoughts. The territories of the Beastmen and the Orcs were still safe enough—they bordered Giant lands, and Orion had just scouted them without spotting any trespassers.

But Thunderwood Forest in the far north, the black forest, the Abyssal Chasm, and the northern icefields… none of those four areas currently had a Legendary-level guardian, leaving them vulnerable to outside threats.

"Are these intruders the remnants of the races that lost the war in the south and north?"

Orion pressed on, trying to get more details.

"Yes, my friend. As far as I know, the invaders aren't only the defeated; some of them are new lords who rose to prominence during the conflict."

Hearing this, Orion became even more alert. The north-south war had seen more than a few Legendary-level warriors perish.

That meant, in the near future, new Legendary powerhouses were bound to arise. Without any unexpected conditions, Legendary individuals wouldn't suddenly spike in numbers. Of course, over time, someone like Blademaster Grommash might emerge.

With the continental balance destroyed and the lord pact broken, peace on this land was at an end—something Orion had already predicted. He just didn't expect that mere moments after the war ended, the chaos would begin. Those who had lost were eager to find new lands and seize fresh territory.

"Aldous, I promise you I won't expand toward your territory for a good while."

Orion tossed aside the wooden barrel, lifted his gaze north.

"Stay safe!"

Those were Orion's departing words as he once again became living lightning and shot off into the distance. On the city wall, only the sizzling crackle of electricity remained. The ogre Aldous seemed delighted by the sound.

"He's a real Giant right there, someone you can trust!"