Titan King: Ascension of the Giant

Moo!

Earthshaker let out a low bellow, shouldered the totem pole custom-made for him by a blacksmith, widened his bull-like eyes, and stared fixedly at the poisonous Lesser Dragon flying at low altitude.

The giant scorpion beneath him became entangled with this poisonous Lesser Dragon.

The Lesser Dragon could fly at low altitude; at this moment, it was continuously spitting venom, provoking the giant scorpion.

The giant scorpion, not to be outdone, waved its barbed poisonous tail, emitting a rustling sound as a warning.

Roar!

Following the dragon's roar, another glob of venom shot out, nearly hitting Earthshaker atop the giant scorpion.

The venom splashed onto its body, corroding the giant scorpion's carapace, causing it to emit hissing cries of pain, exceptionally enraged.

"I'll help you control it!"

A Storm Vulture rose, joining the battle—it was Arden.

Arden chanted an incantation, summoning a black chain that bound the poisonous Lesser Dragon, pulling it towards the ground.

As the poisonous Lesser Dragon's flight altitude lowered, the giant scorpion seized the opportunity. Its venomous tail hook whistled through the air, plunging into the poisonous Lesser Dragon's body.

"Now's the time!"

Earthshaker roared, lifted the totem pole, leaped into the air, and smashed it directly towards the poisonous Lesser Dragon's head.

Simultaneously, the giant scorpion also raised its pincers, further immobilizing the poisonous Lesser Dragon's wings.

Boom!

A hole was smashed into the poisonous Lesser Dragon's head. Its body instantly lost control, falling to the ground like a heap of garbage.

The giant scorpion didn't release its pincers just yet, still firmly locking onto the poisonous Lesser Dragon.

Only after Earthshaker extracted the Dark Source Crystal did the giant scorpion retract its poisonous stinger and release its pincers.

The battle concluded. Earthshaker looked up, focusing on the other battlefields.

On the other side, Gronthar and Drakthul, who were dividing the battlefield, aided by the four Necromancers, had also successively slain the other two poisonous Lesser Dragons.

"Relatively speaking, this is the best kind of summon."

One Necromancer approached Earthshaker, collected some of the poisonous Lesser Dragon's blood, and began inscribing a summoning magical formation on the spot.

A moment later, the dead poisonous Lesser Dragon stood up again. The flesh on its body shriveled, and its eyes transformed into clumps of un-dissipating death energy.

If not for the layer of scales still covering its exterior, Earthshaker felt this would be indistinguishable from a bone dragon.

"With these three poisonous Lesser Dragons helping, the speed at which we scout the surrounding environment will be greatly increased."

Having completed the summoning formation, the Necromancer's tone was considerably more cheerful.

Their contingent wasn't large in number. Besides Arden's Storm Vulture, they truly lacked effective intelligence scouts.

Now, with the addition of three flying Alpha-level poisonous Lesser Dragons, they could scout in four directions.

Furthermore, they could use their current position as a center, having these few flying beasts patrol back and forth in circular trajectories.

This way, they could not only effectively scout the terrain but also detect enemies in advance and prepare for battle.

"The beasts here, compared to our world, are considerably fiercer."

Gronthar put away his battleaxe, clutching his arm as he walked over.

In the battle just now, his arm had unfortunately been corroded.

Fortunately, among the four Necromancers in the team, one knew a low-level dispel magic and dispelled the potent poison for him.

Otherwise, Gronthar feared this arm would have been crippled.

"Indeed more savage. They are more sensitive to battle, and also more bloodthirsty."

The speaker was Selenis. The branch of the scorpion tribe she led only had two giant scorpions; one assisted Earthshaker, the other assisted Drakthul.

This was also the main reason why Gronthar was injured, lacking a giant scorpion to share the damage.

"Pack up. We continue forward."

Drakthul shouldered his spiked club, approached the four Necromancers, and signaled them to drive the surrounding skeleton warriors forward, continuing the advance.

The four Necromancers nodded, releasing the poisonous Lesser Dragons.

Then, they had the summoned skeleton warriors spread out in a circular formation to scout the path ahead and draw out any dark creatures.

Their contingent consisted of only three ten-thousand-strong armies, plus less than two hundred thousand small scorpions.

Their initial combat power would be somewhat lower, but as time went on, they would grow progressively stronger.

Only when the snowball effect kicked in would it be time for them to plunder wantonly and push aside all enemies.

...

Night gradually deepened.

The temporary camp Delilah and the others had constructed also became more chaotic.

Warriors were constantly fighting and dying, constantly falling.

Death caused panic among some of the more timid warriors, those with weaker mental fortitude.

Especially on such a pitch-black night, many volunteers regretted signing up to invade the otherworld.

Of course, there are always two sides to every story.

Some were timid, but others were brave. Some were ruthless, killing dark creatures cleanly and decisively.

"Which wave of dark creatures is this?"

"I can't remember either!"

"Just the Night Stalkers alone came in several waves, followed by Blind Spiders, and now Tentacle Monsters have appeared. These dark creatures are endless!"

"Count yourself lucky! A squad nearby just encountered an Alpha-level Night Stalker and was almost wiped out."

On the front lines of the battlefield, a squad composed of human mercenaries was among those killing dark creatures decisively.

Their courage allowed them to survive.

The reward was that their pockets were now filled with Dark Source Crystals.

They were full of expectation for the future; if they could return alive this time, the strength of their Mercenary Corps would be greatly enhanced.

"Leader, that succubus queen isn't bad. She didn't treat us as cannon fodder."

"Don't get distracted! Watch the surroundings! More dark creatures have broken through!"

A young member of the Mercenary Corps wanted to continue talking but was silenced by the cautious commander.

Battle erupted once more after an angry roar.

Camp center. Apart from Delilah and Saelen, all other Alpha-level experts had been dispatched to guard the four directions of the camp.

With Alpha-level experts holding the front line, they could promptly intercept Alpha-level dark creatures, preventing ordinary bloodline warriors from suffering harm.

"Saelen, you go too!"

"You are an excellent archer. Places where Alpha-level dark creatures appear need you."

Saelen hesitated slightly; her perception was very keen.

According to the result of their previous discussion, she was supposed to guard Delilah's side, preventing their leader from being assassinated by bizarre dark creatures.

"Go. I have them guarding me. It's fine."

Delilah pointed towards the expressionless Scorpion Soldiers following behind her; they were experts hatched by Soraya using Orion's bloodline.

These scorpion guards possessed Alpha-level strength from birth, sufficient to protect Delilah.

Furthermore, Delilah herself wasn't weak.

If any enemy approached, there was a high probability she would detect them beforehand.

"Alright!"

At this moment, a scream suddenly came from the distance. Saelen acknowledged the order and sped rapidly towards the direction of the scream.