Titan King: Ascension of the Giant-Chapter 498: You realized it too late

Vexis nodded, her expression somewhat solemn.

"That slime mold dragon you defeated just now was actually my companion. It used to be a skeletal dragon; when we first came to the Valkorath Realm, we had no experience fighting fungal creatures and it was converted by them."

"That skeletal dragon was once the strongest Legendary level being under my master. For you to slay it means you've already surpassed the Legendary level."

Orion nodded, fully agreeing with Vexis's assessment. That skeletal dragon had indeed been special.

In particular, that move named Dragon Howl Devourer Wave wasn't just a locking attack—it could seal off part of the surrounding space. In the earlier clash, the new skill Orion learned, Battle Will Surge, had performed admirably.

Even so, once Battle Will Surge was broken, the layer of ice armor on Orion was destroyed again. Only when his dragonscale armor emerged did it finally withstand the lingering power of Dragon Howl Devourer Wave.

"Let's keep going!"

Since Vexis was unharmed, the battle had to continue, and there was no one else to substitute for them this time.

Orion turned and flew back to the battlefield above, releasing his senses to search for any possible Legendary level enemies.

Another day and night passed. The slime molds broodmother no longer sent any additional Legendary level combatants into Orion's defensive zone.

At dawn, the night receded.

A trace of orangeish-red light appeared on the horizon, and as time went by, that glow spread across the sky like a curtain.

Sunlight poured down, spanning across the heavens and earth. The temperature rose, and a mist slowly rose up from the ground. Along with it, the massive realm formation in the central region began to ascend.

Rumble!

When the realm formation rose, it sounded like thunder, or a tidal surge, or perhaps a resonance echoing between heaven and earth.

A pillar of light large enough to fill half the sky shot upward. In that vague luminescence, one could just make out the figure of an ancient World Tree standing tall within.

Dense runes shimmered across the pillar of light, and even at a great distance, Orion could feel the surging torrent of arcane energy.

In the next moment, the earth trembled, the sea churned, and colossal waves began rolling in one after another.

Countless magical elements were activated, releasing the dormant power inside that immense magical formation. At daybreak, the Valkorath Realm was bathed in a dazzling glow.

All at once, it felt as though the very air had solidified, and the entire world was briefly sublimated.

Yet at that pivotal moment, two enormous, indistinct figures appeared across the whole sky above.

And then, the booming of thunder roared.

Along with that thunder, golden pulses of light surged out from the central region and rose into the heavens.

Gradually, a faint golden magical formation enveloped the Valkorath Realm completely.

Raising his head, Orion gazed at this awe-inspiring spectacle in a brief moment of daze.

Mysterious energy swirled across the sky. Within the golden magical formation, golden runes gathered, flowing like rivers through the grand cosmos of magic.

Everyone looking up at the sky felt not only astonishment, but also a nameless fear and apprehension.

"The realm formation has been activated!"

"WAAAGH!"

After a soft exclamation, Orion let out a thunderous bellow.

It was the roar of the Giant King, carrying a fearsome intimidation.

The Stoneheart Horde warriors who had gone momentarily blank, and the small scorpions on the front lines, shook themselves back to awareness.

"Kill them all!"

The fighting resumed. The battlefield's slaughter mechanism started turning once more.

At this point, Orion could not afford to dwell on the strange phenomena in the heavens.

High above that endless sky, two colossal figures collided, contending over faith and conversing with one another.

"Realm formation—so that was your plan."

"You realized it too late."

"You revealed this realm to me in hopes of drawing my people inside, trapping them here so that you could turn them into sustenance, continually extracting their life essence."

"Slime molds are notoriously difficult to handle, but the life essence they hold is indeed quite pure."

"That realm formation was not fully established. You're celebrating prematurely."

Beneath those majestic, divine voices was a confrontation of two overwhelmingly powerful existences.

Above the firmament, divine brilliance flashed, runes spiraled, and countless phantasms formed by belief were locked in killing, prayer, and sacrifice…

Down below, the fungal creatures—already beaten back—seemed suddenly to receive some new command.

In an instant, the slime molds layer heaved and surged like a storm-tossed sea, rolling toward the defensive lines. Endless slime molds mutants, like fish and shrimp leaping from churning waters, burst out of the slime molds layer and joined the fray.

Battle escalated at once.

In every direction, fight zones erupted in renewed ferocity.

"Lady Vexis, don't stop the formation summoning!"

Orion's voice rang out from afar. Even though he had brought over a million small scorpions and over a million undead, the fungal creatures' desperate counterattack was starting to wear down the Stoneheart Horde.

To the north, at the slime molds main nest.

At that moment, broodmother Gloob extended her senses. Through the unique fungal neural links, she connected with broodmothers Blobby, Zigzag, and Wobble on the other three fronts.

"Our great Queen has commanded us to launch a full assault and destroy the realm formation core in the center of the continent."

"Hold back the arch lord-level enemies in other areas so that broodmother counterpart can begin its invasion."

"There is a super-tier being in the northern sector. One Vine Splitters unit must assist broodmother counterpart in cutting down the foe."

"…"

Fungal creatures were fully activated at this point, and their information was shared as one.

The entire continent, battered by the raging slime molds layer, was like an island barely above the waves, on the verge of being submerged.

At Bone City, on the ramparts.

Arthas stood at the foremost edge, as immovable as a statue, constantly locking onto the broodmother's presence.

Behind him, a large assembly of necromancers joined forces to cast a massive summoning spell over the area.

At the frontline, black mist began drifting and black rain started to fall.

Wherever that rain touched, all the fallen small scorpions and fungal creatures rose once again, returning to the battle.

To the south, atop a mountain peak.

Leonidas stood at the summit, gazing toward the horizon with deep, unblinking eyes.

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From within the mountains, countless beasts thundered forth: those running on land, those burrowing into the earth, and those soaring through the skies. The roars of creatures of all sizes echoed, shaking the land, trampling countless slime molds mutants to death.

Within the beast horde, the skeleton general Rumbold—familiar to Orion—raised his sword again and again, converting the fallen beasts into undead minions to keep them in the fight.

Similar scenes played out in both the west and the east.

Back at the frontline, even Orion had joined in hunting down the slime molds mutants.

In only a brief moment, the numbers of Alpha-level slime molds mutants that emerged from the slime molds layer were several times that of Orion's forces.

His subordinates were forced into a defensive posture almost immediately.