Titan King: Ascension of the Giant Chapter 1336 I challenge you(Fixed)

"This isn't the conclusion for the Stoneheart Horde; it is our grand opening. This is our moment of ascension."

Across every settlement in his territory, Orion’s voice resonated with thunderous authority. He had moved far beyond the status of a petty criminal leader. Following his exploits within the Emerald Dream Realm and the establishment of his personal divinity, he fully grasped the gravity of the situation. To him, the merging of these worlds was no catastrophe—it was a server merge, and he intended to seize the role of admin.

As the echoes of his final declaration faded, the shimmering golden projections of the Titan dissipated from the skies above the Horde’s lands.

The divine manifestation had concluded, yet the impact lingered. Throughout the streets, the people of the Stoneheart Horde remained prostrate, their bodies surging with a mixture of fervent prayer and raw adrenaline.

High above the spires of Stoneheart City, Orion experienced a massive, intoxicating surge of power. A torrent of high-grade faith energy poured into his soul, saturating his personal reservoir. It was an overwhelming sensation; for a fleeting moment, he felt capable of crushing stars within his palm or reshaping the laws of existence with a mere thought.

Easy, he cautioned himself.

He shook his head to clear the fog of omnipotence. He recognized it as the "God Complex"—a dangerous psychological side effect caused by the rapid absorption of too much belief.

With a flicker of intent, he converted his form into a bolt of radiant light, soaring upward until he pierced the atmosphere and entered the silent void of space.

Below, the searing image of his departure remained etched into the vision of his subjects.

"The board has been rearranged. I will return."

This whisper was intended for a single soul. Carried by the wind, the message found its way to Lilith’s ear.

Within the governor’s estate, the heavy burden of stress finally lifted from Lilith’s shoulders. She understood the shifting tides. Any previous danger threatening the Stoneheart Horde had been rendered completely trivial.

"A Demigod..." Lilith breathed out, a small smile playing on her lips. "You actually did it, Orion."

She turned her gaze toward the window. For herself, their child, and their entire civilization... a true safety net had finally been established.

Waiting in the velvet darkness of the void were Seraphina, Kairon, and Evander.

They showed no immediate aggression toward the newcomer. His energy signature was clearly that of the Titanion Realm. This was no foreign invader, but rather a neighbor who had successfully climbed the ranks.

"Who is this individual?" Kairon inquired. As a Demigod, he had spent centuries in deep hibernation within the crushing pressures of the Kygard Expanse, far removed from the geopolitical squabbles of the Utessar continent or the Trident Sea.

"That is Orion Stoneheart," Evander answered, watching the approaching streak of light. "The Giant King. I was aware of his rapid progress, but I never anticipated he would reach the level cap with such velocity."

Evander, the Human Demigod, stole a glance at Seraphina. She remained silent, her face a mask of unreadable emotion. It was Evander who had leaked information regarding Orion to the Saint of the human kingdom, knowing Orion was a rising star. However, this level of speed was completely unprecedented.

The birth of a new Demigod signaled a shift in the balance of power. Their triumvirate had officially become a quadrumvirate. Who would lose their standing? Which territories would be reclaimed?

These uncertainties lingered in the silence until Orion finally arrived on their plane of existence.

He did not pause at a respectful distance. Instead, he walked directly toward the group, his golden aura of divinity settling around his shoulders like a regal cloak.

"Gentlemen," Orion acknowledged, nodding toward Evander and Kairon. "Lady Seraphina."

He walked straight to Seraphina’s side.

"You truly succeeded," Seraphina remarked. Her eyes, typically frozen and imperious, now shimmered with a vibrant spectrum of light. She observed him with a blend of familiarity and sincere wonder.

"I wouldn't presume to stand beside you if I hadn't."

Then, to the utter bewilderment of the two watching deities, Orion closed the distance. He draped a powerful arm around Seraphina’s waist, pulling her firmly against him. This was no cautious gesture; it was a bold, possessive embrace.

"You..." Evander stammered, his mouth hanging open.

"You!" Kairon gasped, the same word carrying a vastly different weight. While Evander was merely shocked, Kairon looked as though he were about to cough up blood.

"Seraphina... you and him...?" Kairon faltered, his finger trembling as he pointed between the Mermaid and the Giant.

"We have been together for some time now," Seraphina stated, a relaxed, satisfied smile crossing her features.

She leaned her head against Orion’s shoulder, her aura shifting instantly from a 'Warrior Queen' to that of a 'Smitten Partner.'

"You should mind your tone, Kairon," she purred, her voice a mix of sweet honey and sharp ice. "My man is prone to jealousy. I would hate for him to cause a scene."

Orion looked down at her, his grip on her waist tightening—a silent hint that she was being a bit dramatic.

"Alright, take it easy with the grip," she whispered, glancing up at him through her eyelashes. "I am delicate, you know."

Kairon and Evander could only stare. This was not the Seraphina they had known for eons. She had always been an iceberg—distant, untouchable, and deadly. Seeing her act like a doting lover was enough to break their minds.

They were unaware that beneath her frozen exterior, Seraphina had always longed for someone with enough strength to stand as her equal.

"This is absolute nonsense!"

Kairon erupted. The Dreadfin Demigod let out a roar as his composure crumbled.

His fury wasn't rooted in Orion's political rise, but rather in where Orion had placed his hand.

"Seraphina! You are well aware of my feelings! I have loved you for centuries!" Kairon bellowed, his voice shaking the void. "Why him? Why this... this newcomer? In what way is he better than me? I was here first!"

It was the desperate cry of a 'Nice Guy' who had finally snapped.

Orion observed Kairon with stoic calm before looking down at Seraphina. He didn't feel the need to argue.

Seraphina stood tall, her playful demeanor vanishing instantly and being replaced by her trademark frost.

"Kairon, are you suffering from memory loss?" she asked coldly. "I turned you down the first time you asked. I turned you down the thousandth time. Was I unclear, or are you simply incapable of processing the truth?"

The blunt rejection struck Kairon with more force than a physical strike. He went still, the reality of her complete lack of interest finally shattering his delusions. He was a Demigod, not a child; he couldn't simply throw a fit.

He inhaled deeply, his eyes narrowing into sharp slits as he redirected his fury toward Orion.

"Very well," Kairon spat. "You believe you belong among us, rookie? Then prove it."

He summoned his weapon, the surrounding water beginning to boil with his mounting rage.

"I challenge you to a duel. And when you fall, you will stay far away from her."