Titan King: Ascension of the Giant

Dusk Continent, the northern Dark Jade Rampart.

Several days ago, south of the Ashenfang Traverse, terrifying energy fluctuations had erupted, alarming the Grand Sage and Grand General of the Silvermoon Empire.

Such intense energy fluctuations—it was obvious that a battle, perhaps even a heaven-shattering war, had occurred in the south.

"The energy fluctuations have subsided; the battle should be over. I wonder which side was victorious."

On the walls of the Dark Jade Rampart, Grand General Dorian and Grand Sage Merrick sat opposite each other, a circular Go-like game board placed between them.

Their ability to sense such distant energy fluctuations indicated that both Grand General Dorian and Grand Sage Merrick were Archlord-level powerhouses.

"Grand Sage, has there been any news from our esteemed patron regarding this sudden situation?"

Grand Sage Merrick shook his head. Though his hair and beard were entirely white, his white robes still gave him a remarkably vigorous appearance.

"Not long ago, while patrolling the Ashenfang Mountains, I discovered a spy."

"A spy?"

"Mm, a magical and hard-to-detect shadow. If not for the warning from the artifact provided by our esteemed patron, I might not have detected its presence."

"And the spy?"

"Killed!"

Speaking of this, Grand Sage Merrick retrieved a shredded paper figure from his robes.

The paper figure was tattered and bore marks of being stitched together; clearly, the Grand Sage had later pieced it together himself.

"This was the spy!"

Grand General Dorian took the paper figure, examining it closely for a moment, but could make nothing of it.

"Is this an artifact or some special equipment?"

"I don't know either."

After placing a piece on the game board, Grand Sage Merrick glanced at the paper figure, then turned his head to look south of the Ashenfang Traverse.

"War has broken out in the south. If the victors take an interest in us, they will likely send more scouts our way soon."

"Dorian, you are garrisoned at the Dark Jade Rampart. You must make preparations."

This was both a well-intentioned reminder and the purpose of Grand Sage Merrick's visit to the Dark Jade Rampart.

"Grand Sage, there are some things I don't understand."

Grand General Dorian didn't continue discussing specific defensive measures; that was his business, a soldier's domain.

Grand General Dorian changed the subject, wishing to voice the doubts in his heart.

Grand Sage Merrick retracted his gaze, looked at Grand General Dorian, and gestured with his eyes for him to speak freely.

"According to our intelligence, those occupying the south are foreign dark races—very powerful and very cunning."

"There are no longer any native inhabitants of Tri-Leaf World in the south. I am very curious: who is waging war against those dark races?"

"Is it the Sea Folk? Or the vassal races of our esteemed patron?"

Hearing this, Grand Sage Merrick said nothing. In fact, he too wanted to know the answer.

The demigod powerhouse supporting them had not sent any information. They could only prepare to defend against a southern enemy.

"It's not the Sea Folk, nor could it be those vassal races."

"The Sea Folk of the deep seas are themselves suffering from foreign invasion. They can barely manage their own territory, so it's impossible for them to meddle in continental affairs."

"As for the vassal races, if they were to descend, our esteemed patron would surely inform us."

"Furthermore, no aura characteristic of vassal races has been detected from the south."

After Grand Sage Merrick's explanation, Grand General Dorian became even more curious about the potential enemy in the south.

"Prepare yourself. The Silver-Eyed People may face war at any moment!"

Grand General Dorian wanted to say more, but Grand Sage Merrick had already risen and was treading air, departing towards the Silver Sanctum.

Grand General Dorian did not rise to see him off but instead stared at the unfinished game on the board, lost in deep thought.

"Your Majesty the King, Grand Sage, where are you leading the Silver-Eyed People?"

After a long while, Grand General Dorian uttered these words. The confusion in his eyes receded, replaced by unwavering, steadfast resolve.

In the south, the slaughter continued.

The mop-up operations had not ceased.

Orion and Leonidas oversaw the situation from the rear of their camp, communicating with other members of their alliance while maintaining an overview.

Leonidas: "Alexander, little bro and I have already conquered half a continent. Do you need our support over there?"

Leonidas was very smug; under the guise of offering support, he was showing off and mocking.

Alexander: "Don't get cocky. Although you won the war, according to my intelligence, your losses were severe."

Alexander: "I heard your wyvern armies suffered heavy losses. If not for Hulk's broodmother arriving in time to provide support, the wyverns you brought might have been completely wiped out."

Alexander and Isabella's progress wasn't slow, but they had also encountered significant difficulties.

The number of Archlords on the other continent was not small, and over there, only Alexander could face an Archlord.

Alexander and Isabella's invasion team had been intercepted after occupying the territories of two Legendary-level lords.

Leonidas: "I can hear the envy in your tone, hahaha!"

Leonidas knew his old friend's character very well.

Alexander avoiding discussion of his own situation meant that things were very tough for him.

Hulk: "Kraken, what about the situation in the seas?"

Seeing Alexander remain silent, Orion quickly interjected to ask Kraken about his situation.

Now that half the continent was conquered, Orion was busy relocating his people. If the coastal sea regions were unstable, it would affect his development.

Kraken: "Uh, this is really a bit hard to say!"

Leonidas: "Squiddy, stop dithering! Tell us about your situation; maybe we can give you some ideas."

Kraken: "Big Boss, it was okay at first on my end. I killed or subjugated all the lesser Sea Folk(Race) in the coastal areas."

Kraken: "But as soon as I venture slightly into the deep-sea regions, I encounter massive attacks from deep-sea races."

Kraken: "And I've discovered that the deep-sea races attacking me might not even be a single faction!"

To put it plainly, Kraken's progress also wasn't going well.

His area of activity was limited to the coastal waters.

This was frustrating for Kraken, completely different from what he had imagined.

However, upon hearing this, Orion felt a surge of joy inwardly.

Because Kraken being entrenched in the coastal waters indirectly meant that the relocating members of the Stoneheart Horde had a measure of security.

Thus, Orion said nothing more, offering neither comfort nor advice to Kraken.

Leonidas: "Isn't that simple? The deep-sea races of this world must also be facing invasions from Sea Folk from other worlds."

Leonidas: "Based on our current understanding, those two groups are definitely competing."

Leonidas: "If you go stirring up trouble in the deep sea now, anyone who sees you will treat you as an enemy."

Orion agreed with Leonidas's assessment.

The complexity and chaos of the Emerald Dream Realm were far more troublesome than anyone had anticipated before launching the invasion.