Titan King: Ascension of the Giant

On the thunderhawk's back, Orion froze for a moment.

He hadn't expected the Wolf King to already be enslaved, bound by a contract.

"Thundar, kill it!"

Orion's voice rang out as he urged the thunderhawk to dive.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

For an Alpha-level beast that had already been claimed, the best course of action was to kill it and extract its crystal core.

Roar!

The abyssal dragon, perfectly in sync with Orion, reacted instantly. As soon as Orion gave the order, the dragon swung its claws, tearing through the icefield snow wolves in its path before charging straight at the Wolf King.

The wolves flanking the dragon, still lunging at it, were completely ignored.

Crunch!

The abyssal dragon moved with terrifying speed. Before Thundar could even react, it had already reached the Wolf King and snapped its neck with a single bite.

The Wolf King, which had been preparing to counterattack, slumped lifelessly to the ground.

Awooo!

The final howl of the Wolf King was low and mournful.

It was both a cry of despair and a signal for retreat.

Even in its dying moments, the Wolf King fulfilled its duty, issuing the command for the wolf pack to retreat.

The invasion of Blackstone City had been ordered by Lord Jorik, and as long as it lived, the Wolf King had no choice but to obey.

But in its final moments, it chose to prioritize its pack, letting out one last sorrowful howl.

Orion dismounted from the thunderhawk, landing beside the Wolf King's corpse. With a swift motion, he used his trident to split open the Wolf King's skull and extract its crystal core.

"The wolves are retreating. Thundar, lead the clansfolk who received the bells and begin the capture operation!"

Orion, holding his trident, issued the command while remaining on high alert.

"Yes, chieftain!"

Thundar immediately turned and headed back to Blackstone City to gather the necessary forces.

Three thousand taming bells meant three thousand wolf-mounted warriors. Just the thought of it was enough to ignite excitement.

Meanwhile, Orion climbed back onto the abyssal dragon's back and retreated to a safer distance.

He stared at the Wolf King's corpse for a long moment. Suddenly, a furious voice echoed from within.

"Damn you, giant! How dare you kill my servant!"

"You'll pay for this!"

At the same time, the Wolf King's body began to stir. Slowly, it rose to its feet, its pitch-black eyes now glowing with an unfathomable depth.

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Orion raised his trident, and the abyssal dragon let out a deafening roar, charging forward.

Boom!

As the abyssal dragon lunged, the Wolf King leapt into the air.

Mid-air, the Wolf King's body began to twist and contort, emitting a sickening sound of bones breaking and reshaping.

From its abdomen, a pair of pitch-black wings sprouted, and its head and limbs began to transform.

Moments later, a creature that was neither fully wolf nor fully dragon stood before Orion.

"I knew it. There was a will projection hidden inside the Wolf King. You must be Lord Jorik, am I right?"

Orion's expression remained calm. Having faced will projections from Legendary-level beings multiple times, he no longer regarded them as insurmountable threats.

In fact, Orion had even begun to entertain a dangerous idea: using the backlash from the Curse of a Hundred Blossoms to push his strength to new heights.

"Die!"

Roar! Roar!

The roars of two dragons echoed across the battlefield, shaking the earth with their ferocity.

Boom!

The clash between the two dragons was brutal and bloody.

The Glacial Dragon dove down, its massive jaws open wide and its claws poised to strike.

The abyssal dragon, unwilling to back down, lunged forward, aiming its gaping maw at the Glacial Dragon's head while slashing with its front claws.

Rip!

On the abyssal dragon's back, Orion used his trident to slice through the Glacial Dragon's wings, which were tightly wrapped around the abyssal dragon.

Stepping onto the severed wing, Orion climbed onto the Glacial Dragon's back.

"Apologies, Lord Jorik, but this is the end for you."

Orion's gaze was cold as he leapt into the air, driving the Flame of Will deep into the Glacial Dragon's body.

Locked in a vicious struggle with the abyssal dragon, the Glacial Dragon had no way to defend itself. It could only watch as the trident pierced its body.

Boom!

In the next moment, flames erupted from within the Glacial Dragon, engulfing it entirely.

Lord Jorik's will projection let out a pained howl as the flames consumed it, forcing it to release its grip on the abyssal dragon.

The abyssal dragon seized the opportunity, grabbing the Glacial Dragon in its jaws and hurling it far into the distance.

Then, the abyssal dragon buried its head in the snow, extinguishing the flames that had spread to its own body.

"Go rest now."

The abyssal dragon let out a low growl before transforming into a streak of blood-red light and returning to Orion's heart.

"Damn you, giant! I'll remember this!"

"Pray that Gareth, that bitch, can protect you for the rest of your life!"

Within the flames, the Glacial Dragon's will projection gradually dissipated, eventually transforming into a golden light that entered the survivor's chest left behind by the Wolf King.

Orion retrieved the chest and whistled sharply. The thunderhawk, circling above, swooped down to pick him up.

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Elsewhere on the battlefield.

Onyx and Slagor were locked in a fierce battle with Chillrend, but they were slowly gaining the upper hand.

After realizing he couldn't use his ultimate spell, Slagor had resorted to wielding his weapon, joining Onyx in a coordinated assault on Chillrend. Surprisingly, this strategy was proving effective.

Orion observed the fight from above and turned to Lilith.

"Help them finish this quickly. We can't afford any surprises."

"Understood."

Lilith clasped her hands together, forming a strange gesture. Channeling her magic, she cast another illusion.

Below, Chillrend, locked in combat, suddenly froze, as if its soul had been momentarily stripped away.

Onyx and Slagor, both seasoned fighters, seized the opportunity. Onyx swung his stone axe toward Chillrend's heart, while Slagor aimed his massive sword at its neck.

Orion didn't remain idle either. He commanded the thunderhawk to unleash a lightning strike directly at Chillrend's head.

Boom!

Chillrend's massive body collapsed to the ground, lifeless.

From the thunderhawk's back, Orion's eyes lit up as he spotted the survivor's chest on Chillrend's corpse.

He hadn't expected the final blow to come from his thunderhawk, earning him an unexpected reward. The thought of the chest put him in an excellent mood.

"Prophet, assist Thundar with the capture operation!"

Hearing Orion's command, Onyx's deep-set eyes gleamed with renewed determination.

With a quick acknowledgment, Onyx began pursuing the retreating wolf pack, focusing on capturing hero-level and above icefield snow wolves.

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On the city walls.

With the deaths of the Wolf King and Chillrend, the invading forces lost their leaders.

The wolf pack and frost giants, now leaderless, turned and fled in disarray, abandoning their comrades and scattering in all directions.