Titan King: Ascension of the Giant-Chapter 358 Orion, you’re the true Giant King now

Balor's voice was ragged and hoarse, with each phrase followed by a labored breath.

It was obvious that his life was hanging by a thread. Resorting to the powerful Forbidden Bite had clearly come at a steep cost. If Orion hadn't possessed Titan Form and the Titan's Roar, he would've been digested in that black void long ago. But when that space collapsed under the Titan's Roar, Balor wound up suffering a horrific backlash, leaving him gravely wounded and close to death.

"I've lost."

"Orion, you're the true Giant King now.

But I, too, was once king of the giants…if only for a time."

And so ended the reign of Balor of the Starveil Giants. There was no flourish or pity—just the bare fact that victory belongs to those who earn it, defeat to those who fail.

"Travel well—may you return to the Titan God's embrace."

Orion reached into Balor's body, retrieved his Lord's Stone, then picked up Balor's corpse and rose steadily into the sky.

High overhead, the cluster of Legendary level fighters locked in battle abruptly froze. All eyes turned to Orion—and to the lifeless body of Giant Balor in his hands.

"Giant Balor… has fallen?"

In that moment, even Blood Elf Elanor's voice shook with disbelief and dread.

"Retreat!

Gustalon, Brimli—get out of here!"

Elanor reacted quickly; the second she heard her own voice tremble, she pivoted and bolted southward, aiming for the Blood Elves' City of Blessings. Experience more tales on novelbuddy

Boarfolk Boarion and Gnome Brimli also turned to flee. If a mighty Giant King like Balor lay slain, sticking around would only mean getting swarmed and put down. Worse yet, Blood Elf Faelar had been killed, too. Even though Elanor was strong, six against three gave her zero incentive to linger in Starveil City.

Elanor's retreat instantly tipped the battle in the Coalition's favor.

"Don't chase them. They won't get far," Jorik called out, halting Lokiviria and the others who looked ready to pursue. He pointed toward Orion, who still held Balor's corpse aloft.

Orion was already heading for Starveil City, and he wasn't making any effort to mask his presence.

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"The once king of the giants, Balor, has returned to the Titan God's embrace," Orion declared. "From this day on, I, Orion Stoneheart, am the true king of giants.

Praise the Titan deity(god)! Abide by the Titan's oath—those of lower station must serve those of higher station!

I, Orion Stoneheart, the Giant King, command the Starveil giants to follow in my footsteps and fight for the Stoneheart Horde!"

Hovering above Starveil City, Orion looked down over the entire population. His cool, austere voice rang through the battlefield, echoing across every corner of Starveil.

"How can our king be gone? I don't believe it!"

"Gods, the mighty King Balor was defeated?"

"He lost… He really lost! Starveil's giants lost the duel…"

"How is that even possible?"

"Balor was so powerful, unbeatable… Why… Why is he dead…?"

"…"

Below in Starveil City, the giants were stunned into silence, struggling to wrap their heads around the news. Their greatest king, the one who'd stood his ground against the Blood Elves, had fallen in the giant-king duel.

Orion took in the grief on their faces but paid it no mind. He understood their sorrow for Balor—if Orion had died, he was sure Rendall, Thundar, and the others would have mourned him just as deeply. After all, Orion had been their source of glory.

"In honor of Balor, once the Giant King, I'll give him a proper burial suited to his rank."

Orion's voice grew gentler, trying to soothe the shock that gripped Starveil's giants. After all, they were now his people—his kin under his reign.

"But at this moment, you must all take up your weapons and kill any enemies lurking inside the city.

That's a direct order from the Giant King. Anyone who defies me will pay in blood."

With that, his tone darkened again. Outside the city, the Northern Coalition—briefly pausing after Balor's death—resumed its assault.

Within Starveil, a storm of mixed emotions arose among the giants: some were itching to rebel, some wanted to surrender, a few tried to flee, and others just fell to their knees, bowing to Orion.

Orion floated there above Starveil City, motionless. His presence served as a warning to both the Starveil giants and the Northern Coalition: anyone who violated his orders—be they giant or coalition ally—would get blasted by his lightning.

Moments later, Jorik and the others—Gareth, Ironhoof, Lokiviria, and Bluehide—joined him in midair.

"Lord Orion, that was a major victory, and all kudos go to you," Jorik said politely, his tone measured.

None of them could dispute Orion's true power, having just witnessed him take down a mid-Legendary-level giant lord by himself.

Given how the tide had turned, Orion no longer bothered to hide his abilities. Casting a quick glance at them, he spoke curtly:

"According to our original rules, the Starveil giants are now my subjects. You may not slaughter those who surrender.

And I warn you, if anyone's dumb enough to break that law, I won't show mercy."

Orion's voice boomed across the battlefield, sweeping through every corner of Starveil City. Many giants froze, abandoning thoughts of resistance and silently gazing up at his lone figure in the sky—the new king of giants, Orion Stoneheart.

Meanwhile, Jorik and the others kept their faces carefully neutral. They neither opposed nor supported him out loud.

In the rear lines of the battlefield, Rockwell, Earthshaker, and Slagor stared wide-eyed, as elation and pride washed over their features in waves.

Delilah and Onyx could barely contain their joy. To them, Orion slaying a Giant King was proof that he radiated limitless strength, and that the Stoneheart Horde held a brilliant future in its grasp.

"Prophet, our lord did it!"

Grinning from ear to ear, Delilah pressed a hand over her heart, almost as though in prayer. She'd waited anxiously for this moment, and now it had finally come. Because to Delilah, Orion wasn't just her lord—he was her lover, the man who had utterly conquered her body with his big cock.

She adored him, heart and soul.

"Yes, our lord achieved victory!" Prophet Onyx replied. "I never doubted Orion's might, not once. But seeing him triumph in the duel of giant kings still has my heart pounding.

The Stoneheart Horde has a brand-new future."

A horn's blare cut through the air, and twilight darkened the sky once more. Starveil City was gradually swallowed by shadow.

Yet despite the fierce fighting and deafening roars, most of the Starveil giants felt a sense of security in their hearts, perhaps thanks to the presence of their new king.