Titan King: Ascension of the Giant-Chapter 312: Returned to Moonshadow Valley

With a huge influx of walking dead on the field, the pressure on the defensive line dropped sharply, and the situation stabilized.

Little by little, more and more walking dead joined in, and the tide began to turn for the better.

Orion stopped fighting and returned to the section defended by the Stoneheart Horde, landing right next to Lilith.

"Orion!"

"Respectable Lord!"

"…!"

Orion nodded, giving a small grunt in greeting to his gathered subordinates.

"The tide’s shifting in our favor. Onyx, Thundar, Earthshaker, Slagor—take your cavalry and the cave spider armies and pursue the fleeing enemies!"

As soon as Orion finished speaking, the four men’s eyes lit up. They gave a resounding confirmation, then charged off with the little spiders in tow.

"Orion, are we not defending this spot anymore?"

Lilith and Lysinthia stepped up behind him, gazing into the distance at the battlefield.

"When it comes to the Legendary-level fights, we have the numbers. Godforsaken Land had six lords—five are dead, and one got away. The outcome is pretty much decided."

With his hands behind his back, Orion gazed across the battlefield with satisfaction at how both he and his horde had shone in such a massive war.

"Master, there’s still one lord who hasn’t been killed… Prophet and the others…"

Lysinthia left the final words unsaid—it was bad luck to voice such thoughts in a place like this.

"Any lord who ran off is not gonna get far. Three of our guys are chasing him down, so he’s basically screwed."

Orion had no doubt that the cavalry and spider armies would grow stronger after this brutal bloodbath.

Retracting his gaze, Orion strode over to Rumbold.

"Lord Orion, do you still want your sacrifices?"

"Those who are still alive… take as many as you want!"

Rumbold paused his summoning of walking dead, leaving the remainder to another Legendary-level caster. Motioning with his weapon, he pointed to the scattering armies of Godforsaken Land fleeing off in the distance.

"I’ll take some, and after all is said and done, I’d appreciate it if you could send a small batch my way," Orion replied.

"Haha, they’re slated to die anyway. Doesn’t matter how they go out!"

Rumbold nodded, promising the sacrifices Orion requested.

"How are Leonidas and the others?"

Orion looked upward at the realm Leonidas had sealed.

Rumbold raised his head as well, narrowing his eyes with a worried look.

Godforsaken Land had three arch lords. Though Rumbold was confident in his master, Arthas, he couldn’t help being a bit uneasy.

"To be honest, the real result of this war hasn’t come in yet. If my master win, that’s our victory."

Orion got the gist. If Leonidas and Arthas lost, those three arch lords would stroll out from inside that sealed realm, and nobody who remained here would stand a chance.

"Lord Orion, you’d better carry out your sacrificial ritual soon. Once my master leaves that sealed space, Godforsaken Land itself will vanish."

Orion understood perfectly. If the central Source Siphon Array were activated, Godforsaken Land would face total annihilation.

Not only would any ritual be interrupted, but every lifeform here would be wiped out.

Seven days later, Onyx, Thundar, Earthshaker, and Slagor returned thoroughly spent—the riders and their mounts utterly exhausted.

Meanwhile, the sacrifices Rumbold had agreed to send also arrived, delivered by an Alpha-level skeleton warrior.

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Orion found a mountain valley and set up the sacrificial ritual there. In less than half a day, he acquired thirty thousand low-level goblin skeleton warriors. The strongest of them barely reached hero level; the weakest were ordinary rank.

Orion had learned the skeleton conversion technique from Rumbold. Compared to Skeletal Knights, these skeleton warriors were practically pushovers.

Still, Orion’s plan was never to use them as frontline troops—he intended them more as miners or builders.

The key thing was, if they couldn’t absorb ambient death energy, they’d eventually disappear on their own. In other words, they had a limited lifespan.

But Orion recalled there was a patch of dead lands beneath Blackstone City. He’d had that in mind from the moment he began converting them.

When the skeleton warriors could no longer serve him, Orion would send them underground to join up with his sister Clymene. This way, the skeleton army would become another reserve force for the Stoneheart Horde.

Once the numbers of skeleton warriors grew large enough—or the Underworld used up its supply of death energy—Orion believed he’d be strong and confident enough to open that cross-realm teleportation array down there.

At that point, these skeleton warriors would make the perfect first-wave explorers for new worlds.

…

Three more days passed.

That Legendary-level lord who’d managed to escape Godforsaken Land was finally taken out.

All the Legendary-level fighters under Leonidas and Arthas gathered, staring up at the same sealed realm.

Orion and Rumbold were among them, looking into the sky.

Because at that very moment, fluctuations shook the area around the sealed realm like ripples in the air.

That patch of void was murky, chaos-gray, swirling with transcendent power and warped spatial laws, giving off a jumbled mess of energy.

Another half-day went by. Suddenly, there was a deafening boom in that sealed place, and Leonidas and Arthas emerged, faces unreadable.

As soon as they landed, Orion witnessed a sight that took his breath away:

That space collapsed in on itself, obliterating everything within. A black hole about the size of a basketball billowed there, turning slowly.

"Roar!" "Roar!" "Roar!"

Leonidas and Arthas’s appearance triggered waves of jubilation among their people.

In an instant, tens of thousands of beasts were roaring, and the skeleton troops bowed in reverence. Orion couldn’t find words for that scene—he would remember it forever.

Behind him, the Stoneheart Horde members looked on at this spectacle from a distance, as if they were seeing gods.

In the hearts of Onyx, Thundar, Earthshaker, and the others, Leonidas and Arthas were basically on par with gods now.

Moments later, on an arrow tower overlooking the area, Leonidas, Arthas, and Orion stood side by side.

"Orion, the mission’s now officially complete. We’re about to activate the Source Siphon Array."

"You need to teleport out of here. Once Godforsaken Land collapses, there’s gonna be nowhere left to hide."

Orion nodded, suspecting Leonidas and Arthas were keeping secrets from him. But if they weren’t keen on sharing, he wasn’t going to pry.

He’d already gained a ton on this trip, and Leonidas had just used the general comm channel to tell Kraken to pull out first. Even that veteran lord hadn’t gotten the full story, so Orion figured he didn’t deserve to know it, either.

After exchanging parting words with Leonidas and Arthas, Orion rallied his forces, tore open a teleportation scroll, and returned to Moonshadow Valley.