Titan King: Ascension of the Giant

Orion fulfilled Lilith's desires, making love to her all night long until the early hours of dawn. By the time they were done, Lilith was completely conquered by Orion's cock. She lay there, panting, her massive breasts rising and falling with each breath.

When Lilith was sound asleep, Orion lay on the blanket with his eyes closed. He didn't rest, though; instead, he browsed the Survivor Platform.

Orion initiated a trade with Aerin, purchasing a new batch of Pet Pills.

With Orion's plans unfolding, whether it was the cave spider colonies or the future icefield snow wolf mounts, the demand for Pet Pills was enormous.

Although the chances of a beast evolving with Pet Pills were slim, Orion believed that with enough beasts using them, there would eventually be a lucky breakthrough.

"Hey, elf, you've made quite a bit of resources off me. Can't you upgrade your Pet Pills a little?"

Orion sent Aerin a message, hoping she could improve the quality of her product.

"Just wait a bit longer. My alchemy skills are about to level up. Once they do, not only will the quality of Pet Pills improve, but I'll also be able to craft new alchemical potions!"

Aerin quickly replied, her message brimming with excitement and anticipation.

"I've got a few high-tier magical plants I want to keep alive. Got any tips for that?"n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Orion asked this question tentatively.

While Violet from the Garland Tribe was skilled at cultivating magical plants, the horde currently lacked the necessary materials. Growing something like a Blood Mushroom wasn't just a matter of talking about it—it required resources and time.

Similarly, Elan from the Skytalon Tribe, who specialized in taming flying beasts, also relied heavily on high-tier magical plants.

Some things couldn't simply be delegated; they required tangible resources to make them happen.

"Use water from the Moonwell, of course! Moonwell water not only restores magic but also aids plant growth. It's incredibly effective."

Orion read Aerin's reply, and a smile spread across his face.

"Aerin, just tell me—how much for a barrel of Moonwell water?"

In a treehouse deep within the Elven Forest, Aerin clenched her tiny fists, looking absolutely delighted.

But when she saw Orion's reply, she nearly jumped off her wooden bed.

"A barrel? Are you kidding me? Do you think Moonwell water is some kind of mountain spring?"

Aerin was speechless.

As a mid-tier elf, Aerin was allocated only three small bottles of Moonwell water per month. (She had recently advanced from a low-tier elf to a mid-tier one, gaining both strength and status.)

Each bottle of Moonwell water had to be diluted with regular water before Aerin dared to use it.

The Wood Elf Tribe had only one Moonwell, and the amount of water it produced each month was fixed. If not for her recent promotion, Aerin wouldn't even have access to pure Moonwell water.

"One bottle of Moonwell water for one B-grade crystal core. And I can only provide one bottle per month!"

In Blackstone City, inside the chieftain's tent, Orion saw Aerin's price and couldn't help but sigh, "That's expensive."

"Fine!"

Just as Orion was about to initiate the trade, Aerin sent him a frustrating update.

"Not this month. The Moonwell water is all used up. You'll have to wait until next month!"

Orion shook his head, feeling a bit disappointed, and decided to stop bothering Aerin for now.

Next, Orion sent a message to Arthas for help.

"Bro, do you have any tools or skills for taming beasts for sale?"

Unconsciously, Orion's way of addressing Arthas had shifted from "old friend" to "bro."

He figured calling him "bro" would make their relationship feel closer.

"No taming tools!"

"But I've got a ton of summoning tools for skeletons and bone monsters. Want some?"

Seeing this reply, Orion felt even more frustrated. Arthas was clearly joking.

"Be serious. I'm in desperate need of taming tools!"

"Alright, hold on. Let me check my collection."

In the Necro Realm, atop the Bone Throne, Arthas didn't actually bother looking through his collection. He knew full well that he didn't have any taming tools.

The Necro Realm didn't have beasts to tame, so he never bothered accumulating such items—it would've been a waste of resources.

"Taming tools, huh? That Beast King guy probably has a ton of them. Should I grab some from him for Hulk?"

Arthas didn't have any taming tools himself, but he knew someone in his network who did.

Now, Arthas was weighing whether Orion was worth the effort of reaching out to that person.

After a long moment of consideration, Arthas muttered to himself, "Fine. That Hulk guy already has the Lord's Stone. He's bound to reach Legendary level sooner or later. I'll just consider this an investment in a future favor."

Arthas opened a private channel on his interface and sent a message.

"Beast King Leonidas, I need some taming tools."

After a long pause, a survivor named Leonidas replied in the channel.

"Taming tools? What do you need those for?"

"Your Necro Realm is full of skeletons and zombies. Did you finally leave?"

Leonidas bombarded him with questions, his curiosity relentless. Arthas's skeletal jaw clicked in irritation, producing a series of rattling sounds.

"No, I didn't leave. It's for a new friend."

"A new friend?"

"Yeah, someone who went from elite-level to Alpha-level in just two years."

"Two years? That's decent, but not exactly groundbreaking for people like us, is it?"

Leonidas's incessant questioning and nitpicking were starting to get on Arthas's nerves. Still, he patiently explained.

"My new friend has potential. He already bought the Lord's Stone from me."

As soon as Arthas sent this message, the private channel erupted with activity.

Three previously silent "big shots" suddenly chimed in, asking questions.

"Arthas, are you giving us a heads-up? Are you planning to recruit him into our alliance once he reaches Legendary level?"

"Arthas, how long until your friend hits Legendary level?"

"It's been years since we've had a new recruit. Finally!"

Arthas ignored these messages, waiting instead for Leonidas's response.

However, Leonidas didn't say another word in the channel.

A moment later, Leonidas initiated a trade with Arthas.

"Here, take these. Consider it a gift. Just make sure your new friend owes me a favor!"

Leonidas sent over a scroll, three collars, and three thousand small bells.

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Arthas accepted the trade without giving much thought to the favor Leonidas mentioned. To him, it didn't matter—once Hulk advanced to Legendary level, he could handle that debt himself.

Arthas glanced at the items Leonidas had sent over and was quite satisfied.

The scroll was a Master-level Beast Taming Skill Scroll, a rare and valuable resource. The favor Leonidas had extended was no small one.

The three collars were Beast Taming Collars, capable of taming Alpha-level beasts.

The three thousand small bells were tools for taming Hero-level beasts.

This was a mid-tier setup, more than sufficient for a survivor at the Alpha level.

Arthas initiated a trade with Orion, transferring all the items to him.

"1,000 B-grade crystal cores, 5,000 C-grade crystal cores, and 10,000 D-grade crystal cores. Not a single one less!"

This was the message Arthas sent after completing the trade.

Orion stared at the message, momentarily stunned.

"Isn't that way too many crystal cores?"

Arthas's reply came quickly and was blunt.

"Look at the items first, then talk to me."

At Arthas's insistence, Orion shifted his attention to the traded items.

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[Master-level Beast Taming Skill Scroll]

- Type: Professional Scroll (Rare)

- Quality: Alpha

- Description: This is a world filled with love and understanding. Every beast tamer should treat their beasts as partners, caring for them as if they were their own children.

- Special Note: Tearing the scroll grants a unique mental connection skill, applicable to all beasts.

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Enjoy new tales from empire

After reading the detailed description of the scroll, Orion couldn't take his eyes off it. His breathing grew rapid, and it took him a while to calm down.

Next, he examined the three collars and the three thousand small bells.

Seeing these items, Orion's breathing, which had just steadied, became erratic once again.

"Orion, my dear, what's wrong?"

Lilith had opened her eyes the first time Orion's breathing changed, but since he calmed down quickly, she hadn't asked.

Now that his breathing had become labored again, Lilith, concerned, couldn't help but inquire.

Orion opened his eyes and saw Lilith's worried expression. He pulled her into his arms.

"It's nothing. I was just trying to train a bit, to see if I could make myself stronger."

Lilith believed his explanation completely.

After all, among all the Alpha-level warriors in the Stoneheart Horde, Orion was the strongest.

Sometimes, Lilith even thought Orion might one day reach the level of someone like Gareth.

Once Lilith closed her eyes again, Orion took the opportunity to reply to Arthas and sent over part of the required crystal cores.

"Here's the first batch of crystal cores. I'll owe you the rest for now."

"Fine!"

Arthas was straightforward. He knew Orion likely didn't have many crystal cores left.

The ones Orion had traded were probably part of the gifts Slagor had brought when his tribe migrated to Blackstone Forest.

"Such a shame. If only we'd extracted the crystal cores from those icefield snow wolves we killed earlier!"

With his crystal cores depleted once again, Orion was reminded of how valuable they were to survivors.

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Necro Realm, Bone Throne

Arthas crushed a B-grade crystal core between his teeth and swallowed it. It crunched satisfyingly.

"Not bad. The magic is quite potent!"

Truthfully, Arthas hadn't expected Orion to come up with so many crystal cores.

Sometimes, Arthas thought of Orion as a treasure trove.

The reason Arthas had used Leonidas's favor to demand so many crystal cores from Orion was part of his own philosophy: nothing comes for free.

By demanding crystal cores, Arthas not only benefited himself but also pushed Orion to grow stronger, forcing him to improve.

Of course, the favor owed to Leonidas would have to be repaid by Orion himself once he reached Legendary level.

If Orion failed to advance, well, then he wouldn't even qualify to repay the favor.

The crystal cores Arthas demanded were simply the price Orion had to pay for those tools.

This was Arthas's way of doing things—his principle.

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A Few Days Later

The Stoneheart Horde's main forces finally reunited with Slagor's group, safely arriving at Blackstone City.

Inside the chieftain's tent, four senior elders, two Wardens, and eight council elders gathered.

Excluding the Thunderhawk and the Abyss Dragon, all seven of the Stoneheart Horde's Alpha-level warriors were present at the meeting.

Slagor and Gronthar, who stood behind Onyx, were both visibly shaken.

Gronthar, in particular, was overwhelmed. Including Slagor, the eight faint but oppressive Alpha-level auras in the room made him tremble uncontrollably, swallowing hard.

"By the ancestors!"

"When did Blackstone Forest become this terrifying?"

Slagor's gaze swept over the newly introduced Lilith and Lorelia. While shocked, he couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

This scene wasn't entirely unexpected for Slagor.

Ever since the Myriad Races Invasion, when he saw Onyx and Rendall standing by Orion's side, Slagor had realized that Orion could use this foundation to create a snowball effect.

At times, Slagor had considered taking a gamble himself—killing an Alpha-level warrior or beast to help one of his tribesmen ascend to Alpha level and start his own snowball effect.

But Slagor had too many concerns.

First, he was afraid of dying. If he died, the lizardmen living in the swamp would undoubtedly be wiped out by other races.

Second, most of the Alpha-level enemies Slagor encountered were natural counters to him, making it nearly impossible to kill them.

Lastly, the lizardmen were fundamentally different from the Stoneheart Horde.

The Stoneheart Horde's current strength was entirely due to Orion.

More specifically, it was due to the Titan bloodline within Orion.

Thanks to the Titan bloodline, Orion had gained the Titan's Heart and Titan's Rage skill, which provided him with massive attribute advantages.

Everything the Stoneheart Horde had now was built on the foundation of Titan bloodline, which allowed Orion to snowball his power.

Because of this, Orion held unparalleled prestige within the horde.

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"Thundar, Slagor, assign your bloodline warriors to join the team building defensive fortifications."

"The icefield snow wolf pack will reach Blackstone City in about a day. That's more than enough time for us to set up plenty of traps!"

Orion swept his gaze across the room, his expression stern as he issued orders.

Thundar, being one of Orion's subordinates, immediately stood and saluted, accepting the task.

Slagor, however, felt a bit awkward. He wasn't part of the Stoneheart Horde.

But under the watchful eyes of the horde's powerful warriors, he had no choice but to stand and accept the task.

Slagor felt stifled, but at this point, he had no other options.

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