Titan King: Ascension of the Giant Chapter 1536 No Peace Across These Waters

"You... you truly wish to make an enemy of our House of the Black Lion?"

Gotaition boiled with rage. The outright insolence from Leonidas and Orion drove him straight to the edge. He yearned to erupt in wrath, yet he clamped it down forcefully. He firmly thought that if his prestigious Divine Sigil House(Black Lion) pulled back and yielded in deference to their might, the issue would resolve peacefully.

He couldn't have been more mistaken.

Leonidas and Orion didn't sail across the ocean just to rescue the Kraken. Their aim was to utterly demolish this Divine Sigil House. They intended to send a gory warning to all powers along the Kraken's borders: This sea beast has allies. Demigods guard him.

They aimed to carve such dread into the world that any mighty force spotting the Kraken would veer away instantly to evade utter disaster. Orion's shard of the magic mirror ensured bloodshed would flow. Negotiations were never in play.

"Make an enemy? House of the Divine Sigil or Black Lion? Never heard of 'em. Heh..."

Leonidas pressed a hand to his ear, ridiculing them through an overdone stance of courteous attention soaked in utter contempt.

When Gotaition and Yalennu grasped that the talks were fake, it was already too late.

As Leonidas's scornful laugh died away, he and Orion surged into attack, perfectly dividing the field between them. Gotaition's aura felt a touch weaker, so Leonidas targeted him, handing the tougher Yalennu to Orion.

A world-shaking dragon roar thundered across the sea—a tone so commandingly sharp it brutally awakened every peer across the globe.

Leonidas's strike proved both basic and nightmarish. Summoning his spectral dragon soul, he flung its jaws open and drew breath toward Gotaition. The Black Lion demigod's frame shook at a horrifying rate, on the brink of breaking into specks and vanishing down the gullet.

This marked the fearsome fresh swallowing power Leonidas unlocked after hitting demigod rank and refining his dragon soul. Inside that maelstrom, all vitality and force turned to mere fuel.

Gotaition resisted with all his strength. The mark on his forehead blazed with dazzling light. Quaking fiercely, he morphed into a gigantic, blurry Black Lion that bellowed in defiance at the gulping dragon. But resistance proved pointless. At the same rank, his frantic push couldn't rival Leonidas's natural, crushing bloodline gift.

Meanwhile, Orion's fight against Yalennu turned even more lopsided.

Yalennu barely outmatched Gotaition—a mere early-stage demigod. Versus rivals at this level, Orion's tactics delivered total, overwhelming dominance.

Orion merely planted himself before her. A shadowy Abyss image sprang up under his feet, fully robbing Yalennu of any fightback. Dread gripped her as gravity yanked her into orbit around Orion. The whirl sped up savagely, severing her link to divine energy as she whirled quicker.

Powerless, Yalennu got hauled into the Abyss's depths until shadows consumed her entirely.

Foe vanquished, Orion pivoted to view Leonidas's pull against Gotaition. He held back. He saw Leonidas stretching it out deliberately, channeling this sacred technique to ravenously draw the foe's divine power into himself. A massively effective skill, yet Leonidas's realm remained too shallow to tap its full, monstrous might.

"Does the Boss have the upper hand?"

The Kraken gaped in shock. Orion had smashed his rival with sharp, precise brutality, wrapping up even swifter than Leonidas.

He skipped probing Orion's new strength; worry for Leonidas spilled out instead.

"Relax. Bro is draining the enemy's divine power. He has the absolute advantage; the wind is at his back." Orion shot Leonidas a quick look, then widened his detection field to block surprise visitors.

Leonidas's planet-rattling roar before the clash had surely pinged every demigod worldwide. Endless hidden stares locked onto this sea patch now.

"By the way, Kraken," Orion said, a sinister grin creeping over his features that iced the leviathan's core. "The enemy kicked down your front door. Do you want to hit back?"

"Hit back?" The Kraken's eyes popped wide, his enormous head whipping to Orion. His face all but yelled: Have you lost it? "Orion, do you and the Boss want to invade the mainland?"

"When you strike, make sure it hurts badly," Orion declared bluntly. "Unless you make them suffer real pain and fear, they'll just hold onto their resentment. Do you truly wish to keep a snake hidden in your own home for later troubles?"

With a casual shrug, he poked fun at his enormous companion. "Bro and I aren't aiming to conquer the mainland. We're here to seek revenge side by side. That huge octopus leviathan shouldn't have been toyed with so lightly, and your tentacle avatar's sacrifice wasn't in vain. Aren't you itching for some payback?"

Lowering his tone to a secretive murmur—aware of the lurking listeners—Orion continued, "Certain folks require a dose of sheer horror to learn their position."

Silence gripped the Kraken. Fixing his enormous eyes on Leonidas, who continued joyfully sucking dry his victim, the colossal octopus plunged into profound reflection.

The Titanion Realm, the Barren Plains.

Ancestral territory of the Centaur Race, the Barren Plains fell under the command of Centaur Khan Ironhoof.

This khan proved to be an incredibly fortunate scoundrel. Fully recognizing Orion's horrifying might, Ironhoof staged his death during the midst of the last North-South conflict sparked by the insectoids, escaping northward and barely preserving his existence.

Since then, the Stoneheart Horde had conquered the entire continent and renamed it entirely. Yet, with no official orders from Orion and the Swarm's infestation causing utter disorder, minor tyrants like Ironhoof persisted in remote corners of the land.

"Persisted" understated it greatly. Take, for example, Dirtclaw and Gustalon leading Stoneheart Horde forces through the Barren Plains to eradicate the Swarm—Ironhoof, the Centaur Khan, didn't dare voice even a whimper of defiance. Eager to gain approval, he surrendered part of his private wealth as an offering. Moreover, the Centaur Race fully backed the purge, sending all able fighters to battle beneath the Horde's flag.

Without Orion's command, powerhouses such as Dirtclaw and Gustalon ignored trifles like Ironhoof. Elevated to Arch Lords, their sights and goals soared to vastly superior levels. Should Ironhoof dare ignite revolt, the Stoneheart Horde's new talents would rush to smash him flat.

Confronted by the Stoneheart Horde's overwhelming strength and behemoths like Dirtclaw and Gustalon, Ironhoof could only lower his head in submission.

Now, before the Legendary-tier Elven King Rommath, Ironhoof bent low yet again—since Rommath had joined the Stoneheart Horde's ranks as well.