Titan King: Ascension of the Giant

The next morning, Orion appeared at the other side of Blackstone City in the chieftain's tent, looking refreshed and brimming with energy. Any lingering worries about himself had completely vanished.

"How are Rendall and Onyx doing?"

Delilah stared at Orion for a long moment, unable to pinpoint what had changed about him. Yet, she couldn't shake the feeling that her man had transformed—his presence was sharper, his confidence and charisma radiating from within.

"Why are you staring at me? Is there something wrong with me?"

Delilah's eyes glimmered with a hint of seduction, her voice soft and alluring.n/ô/vel/b//jn dot c//om

"I think you've become even more attractive," she said, her gaze flickering with desire before she quickly suppressed it.

"Rendall and Onyx's hunting activities are progressing smoothly," she continued. "There have been a few injuries, but they were caused by recklessness. The cannon fodder troops are steadily bringing back a constant supply of prey every day."

Orion nodded, his gaze drifting toward the city walls outside the tent. A wave of emotion washed over him.

In the past, Moonshadow Valley had to rely on its bloodline warriors to hold the stone walls against beast tides, barely surviving each wave. But now, with the construction of fortified walls, the horde had a solid defense and the confidence to face both beast tides and large-scale assaults.

This year was even more remarkable. Tens of thousands of cannon fodder troops and bloodline warriors had taken the initiative to strike out, preventing the beast tide from even approaching the dense forests near Blackstone City.

The difference between now and the past was stark.

Blackstone City itself was thriving—peaceful, prosperous, and full of life.

Orion felt a deep sense of pride. This was his creation, his legacy.

"How's the task I assigned you coming along?"

Delilah smiled, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear with a graceful motion, her demeanor exuding charm.

"Don't worry, my dear chieftain. I've already sent elite teams to accompany the hunting squads. They'll ensure we collect plenty of beast blood."

Orion nodded. The beast blood served multiple purposes. First, it was essential for Violet's cultivation of the Blood Mushroom. Second, it would save Aerin the trouble of procuring beast blood herself, reducing overall resource consumption.

The truth was, Orion's stockpile of crystal cores had been completely depleted, and he needed to cut costs wherever possible.

Lastly, the beast blood would serve as an excellent lure for the dark creatures during the upcoming dark beast tides.

"What about the walls at the underground fissure? How's the progress there?"

Delilah shot Orion a playful glare. She had been informed by her subordinates that Orion and Lilith had spent the entire night making love on the city walls, only stopping at dawn.

Surely, he had seen the progress for himself.

Still, Delilah dutifully reported the current situation.

"With the cannon fodder troops reassigned, progress has slowed. The only ones still working are Prophet Onyx's Obsidian Golem clan."

Orion pondered for a moment before speaking.

"Go find Lorelia. Tell her to get her little spiders out to help. She can't just laze around in the underground fissure all day."

Delilah nodded but hesitated slightly. In the entire Stoneheart Horde, only Orion and Lilith could command Lorelia effectively.

"Have Lilith handle it. She can monitor the construction site while she's at it," Orion added, noticing Delilah's reluctance.

"And take some time to speak with Violet. Ask her when the enchantments on the completed walls will be finished and urge her to speed up the process."

"As for the magical plant fields on the western ridge…"

Orion was in high spirits this morning, personally overseeing every aspect of the horde's operations, big and small, and making numerous decisions.

Just as he was about to continue, Dace entered the tent, bowing respectfully before delivering his report.

"Chieftain, the youngling Rolan is outside, shouting to see you!"

Rolan?

Orion paused for a moment before his eyes lit up with recognition.

"Did that youngling pull out my trident?"

"Yes, chieftain!"

Dace nodded, his expression tinged with envy. That trident had been Orion's personal weapon, a rare and precious item.

"Haha, looks like I'll be taking on a disciple!"

Orion stood up and strode out of the tent, eager to meet the young Rolan.

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Outside the chieftain's tent, Rolan was dragging the Bloodthirsty Trident by its tail end, using all his strength to inch it forward step by step.

The youngling shouted loudly, demanding to see Orion, while a crowd of younglings from various clans(tribe) gathered around, cheering him on.

Thud!

The moment Rolan saw Orion step out of the tent, he dropped the trident and ran toward him with all his might.

"Chieftain… Honorable Chieftain… Rolan did it! Rolan pulled out your trident!"

Orion smiled warmly, nodding as he walked over to the Bloodthirsty Trident. With a simple flick of his foot, the trident flew into his hand.

"Starting tomorrow, come to my tent every morning to practice with the trident. If you skip even one session, don't bother coming to see me again!"

"As for this Bloodthirsty Trident, I'll return it to you once you've fully mastered its use."

Orion secured the trident and began walking back to the tent. As he passed Rolan, he playfully tugged on the youngling's braid and gave him a few words of advice.

Rolan touched his braid and broke into a wide grin.

As Orion disappeared into the tent, the surrounding younglings looked at Rolan with envy. They had all tried to pull out the Bloodthirsty Trident before but had failed. None of them possessed Rolan's natural strength.

"Youngling, go tell your mother that she can collect 100 pounds of beast meat from the warehouse every day," Dace said, patting Rolan on the shoulder.

"You're too scrawny. You need to bulk up!"

"Make sure your mother mentions my name, Dace, when she goes to collect it."

Dace had earned numerous battle honors during the Myriad Races Invasion and received daily rations as a reward. He didn't mind helping Rolan, who was about to become Orion's disciple. After all, the youngling would likely interact with the guards frequently in the future.

In truth, every member of the Stoneheart Horde was provided with enough food to sustain them until adulthood. However, consuming high-level beast meat was essential for building strength and vitality.

Rolan's biological father had died in battle years ago, and his current father was only a stepfather. This meant his mother didn't have access to extra food rations for him.

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"Do you really mean 100 pounds of beast meat every day?"

Dace chuckled but didn't say much. He patted Rolan's shoulder again before turning back toward the chieftain's tent to resume his rotation.

"Why don't you have your mother try collecting it and see for yourself?"