Titan King: Ascension of the Giant

In the arena, Dirtclaw suddenly let out a deafening roar.

"I won’t accept this!"

Already engulfed in flames, Dirtclaw’s eyes were bleeding profusely as he broke through the darkness caused by the fire.

With a sharp screech, Dirtclaw plunged his long sword into the side of the Fire-scaled Beast, slicing a deep wound that exposed the bone.

The battle, however, did not stop there.

The Fire-scaled Beast, in pain, roared and turned its body to charge at Dirtclaw once more.

At this point, Dirtclaw was completely consumed by flames, and blood mist continuously emanated from his body.

The blood mist, burned by the flames, hissed and emitted a foul smell.

Yet, Dirtclaw seemed to feel nothing—no pain, no cries.

With blood-red eyes, he gripped his long sword, and his bloodline power surged as he charged again.

With a thundering crash, the blood mist on his sword ignited, causing the blade to heat up and slowly turn red from the fire.

Boom!

Dirtclaw was struck by the Fire-scaled Beast’s claws and sent flying, landing three hundred feet away.

Despite this, Dirtclaw immediately rose to his feet and charged once more at the Fire-scaled Beast.

"He’s already dead!"

The one who spoke was Grand Duke Richard from the human kingdom.

Orion, however, did not respond to him. His gaze remained fixed on the figure in the arena, now charred by flames.

"Right now, what fights on is just his will to battle," Orion murmured.

Jorik, Dain, and Lireesa all glanced at Grand Duke Richard before returning their attention to the arena.

In the arena, the flames still burned, and a figure continued charging toward the Fire-scaled Beast.

Dirtclaw’s clothes had already been burned away, and his skin and flesh had turned to ash in the fire.

Even the long sword in Dirtclaw’s hand melted into molten iron, falling to the ground.

As time passed, eventually, Dirtclaw’s bones crumbled, turning into a pile of black dust.

The arena fell silent. The spectators, those who had been watching the show and betting, stared in stunned silence at the pile of ash on the ground.

Such a thing had never happened in the arena. Though life was taken here daily, the sight of ash, in contrast to blood and death, seemed to shake everyone more deeply. @@novelbin@@

"Lord Orion, your subordinate’s fighting spirit is truly worthy of respect," said Dain, the dwarf prophet, gravely. Dirtclaw’s unyielding will had earned his respect.

Orion sighed, gazing at the arena. His mind replayed images of Dirtclaw, following him through countless battles, whipping the cannon fodder troops into fighting harder.

"Wait, look!"

Suddenly, Grand Elder Lireesa of the Blood Elf race stood up, staring at the arena. She sensed a surge of vitality gathering.

Orion was jolted awake by Lireesa’s exclamation, and his gaze turned back to the arena.

In the arena, a small whirlwind rose, swirling the ashes left by Dirtclaw.

Hiss, sparks flew within the whirlwind, growing larger and more intense.

Gradually, the sparks became a fireball, which slowly formed into the shape of a heart.

The heart pulsed, and the whirlwind intensified into a full-fledged tornado.

Flames, a tornado, and bloodline power swirled together, as though something miraculous was being born within.

As everything calmed down, the arena revealed a hellhound completely covered in flames.

Woof! Woof!

The hellhound barked twice, shattering the mysterious aura it had previously gathered.

At the moment of the bark, the hellhound charged toward the somewhat dazed Fire-scaled Beast.

In the blink of an eye, the hellhound and the Fire-scaled Beast, nearly the same size, were once again locked in battle.

The meeting room fell into a stunned silence.

The lords present were all shocked by what they were witnessing, and even Orion was no exception.

But compared to the others, there was a gleam of joy in Orion’s eyes.

"This is an Alpha-level Abyssal beast, the hellhound. He… he… awakened his bloodline from the ashes and evolved?"

Jorik was amazed. This was the first time he had shown such an expression as the host.

"Given his fighting will, it’s no surprise that he could be reborn from the ashes!" Orion murmured, his eyes withdrawing from the arena. The outcome of the battle between Dirtclaw and the Fire-scaled Beast was already set.

Though both were Alpha-level, the Fire-scaled Beast had been severely injured, and facing the newly born hellhound, it was doomed.

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"Richard, this time you’ll have to spend some money!" Orion teased.

Grand Duke Richard’s smile froze at Orion’s jest, and he forced a grin that looked more painful than crying. However, this man’s composure was impressive, and his expression quickly returned to normal.

In the arena, the Fire-scaled Beast launched another fireball, but when it hit the hellhound, there was no effect.

Instead, the black flames on the hellhound’s teeth and claws scorched the Fire-scaled Beast, causing it great harm.

The battle between the beasts was savage and brutal. Life was torn apart, and in an instant, everything came to an end.

The Fire-scaled Beast was dead!

Woof… woof…

After a few howls, the hellhound bent down to gnaw at the Fire-scaled Beast’s corpse.

What followed was a gruesome scene of the hellhound devouring and chewing through the Fire-scaled Beast’s body.

The spectators in the arena were dumbfounded by this sudden reversal, all eyes fixated on the hellhound and its feast.

The eerie sound of the hellhound crunching bones echoed in their ears, cold and unsettling.

Once the hellhound had consumed the Fire-scaled Beast entirely, it let out a satisfied howl.

A few breaths later, the hellhound stood up. The flames and fur slowly faded, revealing a naked and reborn Dirtclaw.

Dirtclaw patted his stomach, feeling immensely satisfied. During the feast, he had also consumed the dark source crystal.

This replenished the energy that Dirtclaw had lost, and he felt a profound sense of nourishment.

"Lord Orion, congratulations on gaining such a capable subordinate!" Jorik was the first to speak, congratulating Orion.

Orion nodded and raised his cup in a toast.

Moments later, Dirtclaw appeared before Orion, clad in a new set of armor.

Orion looked him over. The Gnoll before him was more than twice as tall and much stronger than before.

"Good, you’ve earned great merit for this performance. I’ll reward you when we return!"

"Thank you, master, for your reward and recognition!" Dirtclaw nodded and returned to Rendall’s side.

"Dirtclaw, well done. I thought you weren’t coming back!" Rendall patted the now much taller Dirtclaw, feeling that the gnoll before him seemed unfamiliar.

"Honestly, I almost didn’t make it back!" Dirtclaw grinned, silently relieved.