[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-titan-king-ascension-of-the-giant":3,"chapter-titan-king-ascension-of-the-giant-titan-king-ascension-of-the-giant-chapter-1312":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","Titan King: Ascension of the Giant",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":20,"prevChapterSlug":21,"totalChapters":22,"novelImage":23},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":16,"volume":17,"translator":18,"content_hash":19},245332,518,"Chapter 1312  The Warlord's Ransom","titan-king-ascension-of-the-giant-chapter-1312",1312,"\u003Cp>\"That is a secret for another day.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blizzarion shook his head, flatly refusing to answer Pallas's question. After spending the last fortnight fighting side-by-side, the White Dragon and the Giant had developed a rapport that bordered on friendship—or at least, a healthy, competitive rivalry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh, come on, don't give me that mysterious act,\" Pallas scoffed. \"You're definitely using some kind of artifact.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He crossed his arms, staring accusingly at his companion. \"My old man told me that pure-blooded Dragons can't usually shift into human form until they hit the Legendary Tier. You're holding out on me. You've got some high-level gear stashed away, don't you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pallas was convinced. Over the last few days of their kill-count competition, Blizzarion hadn't just kept up; he'd matched the ferocity of Pallas's Black Dragon mount, Akdir, kill for kill. That alone proved his bloodline was top-tier, but the early shapeshifting was a dead giveaway of external help.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your Highnesses,\" Prince Theodore interrupted, approaching them on the ramparts. \"Where is Lady Elara?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Theodore had noticed her absence when Pallas touched down. The tiny powerhouse of the Stoneheart Horde was nowhere to be seen.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>BOOM!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before anyone could answer, a heavy object slammed into the stone battlements next to Theodore, cracking the masonry and sending dust billowing into the air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You called?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elara's voice cut through the dust. She materialized via teleportation, standing casually next to a bruised, battered, and unconscious creature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was a Goblin. A massive one, standing nearly five feet tall and rippling with muscle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The Goblin King,\" Delphine whispered, recognizing the tribal markings.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A Goblin Warlord,\" Theodore corrected, assessing the threat level.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That cave-dwelling runt,\" Blizzarion sneered, looking down his nose.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Three titles, three different perspectives.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This little creep was spying on us from the ridge. Thought his stealth was high enough to ghost us,\" Elara said with a bored sniff. \"I dug out his Core Stone. He's got about one HP left, so if you want intel, you better start talking to him fast.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ignoring the stunned silence of the Human and Elf nobility, Elara hopped up onto Pallas's shoulder, making herself comfortable. She patted the Giant's massive head like one would a well-behaved golden retriever.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Not bad today, big guy. You held your lines and didn't overextend. Way better than those brain-dead noobs back at the Tribe who just know how to zerg rush.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pallas preened a little at the praise—Elara didn't hand out compliments often—but with the foreign dignitaries watching, he just rolled his eyes and shrugged, trying to look cool. \"I'm always this good.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Theodore stepped forward, his eyes locked on the broken body on the floor. \"A Goblin Warlord... alive...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He checked the creature's vitals. Faint, but there. Exactly as Elara had said. He immediately signaled for his elite protectors to secure the high-value prisoner.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Lady Elara, incredible work,\" Theodore said, genuine awe in his voice. \"Capturing a mid-tier Warlord of the Hundred Races Alliance alive? This is a massive contribution to the war effort. I will ensure it is recorded in the official logs.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elara, tossing the glowing Core Stone up and down in her hand like a coin, didn't even look at him. \"Keep your medals. Unless I can cash them in at the Stoneheart Horde's vault, I don't care.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Theodore and Delphine exchanged a glance. The nonchalance was terrifying. This child-like entity had soloed a boss-level enemy, surgically removed its power source without killing it, and treated the whole thing like a minor side quest. Was this really just Legendary Tier power? Or was she something else entirely?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>From that moment on, the way they looked at Elara shifted. The respect was no longer diplomatic; it was fearful.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your Highness,\" Blizzarion interrupted, his expression grim as he looked north. \"The scouting report wasn't a suggestion. The main army and the beast waves are mobilizing.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He turned to Theodore. \"You have seven days. Then the first wave hits the walls.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Theodore's hand went to the hilt of his sword. He drew the blade, the steel ringing clear in the mountain air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Gentlemen,\" Theodore announced, his voice hardening into that of a wartime commander. \"Prepare for battle.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The civil war between North and South was about to reach its boiling point.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Sixth Abyssal Layer. The Throne of Brodin.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Throne of Brodin was a massive fortress-city south of the Foundry Citadel. Originally a humble gathering place for minor demons, it had been renamed when its ruler, Brodin, ascended to Demigod status.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the center of the city stood a \"God Mountain,\" a towering peak capped by a colossal statue of Brodin himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Today, however, the citizens of Garm were about to witness a spectacle they would never forget.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A beam of sword-light, bright enough to blind the damned, tore through the sky. It struck the God Mountain, cleaving the statue of Brodin into dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Brodin!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Orion's voice rolled over the city like thunder, cold and imperious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Simultaneously, a massive phantom scythe materialized in the void, swinging down toward the mountain with world-ending force.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Orion! Don't push your luck!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as the scythe was about to make contact, a massive spectral figure erupted from the mountain. Brodin's Demigod Phantom caught the blade with his bare hands, the impact sending shockwaves through the city below.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You want something? Just ask! There's no need for this!\" Brodin roared, straining against the weapon.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hummmm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The air vibrated as four more figures descended, taking up positions around Orion in a perfect pentagonal formation. The Deputy Commander, Arthas, Leonidas, and Alexander.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>One Over-tier powerhouse and four Demigod Phantoms unleashed their aura simultaneously. They didn't just suppress Brodin; they crushed the will of every Demon in the city.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The [Formation: Divine Fire Extinction] activated, instantly sealing the God Mountain in a cage of burning light.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Orion speak, his tone sounding like a business transaction.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"One Relic. Half your territory. Half your population.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was highway robbery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Orion wasn't here to play hero; he was here to raid. He left Brodin with half his assets not out of kindness, but out of calculation. Taking everything would force a death match. Taking half hurt, but it was survivable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You don't have the leverage to negotiate,\" Orion added, his voice devoid of emotion. \"Accept, or perish.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heh... hehe...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Brodin, a True-Demon who had survived the cutthroat politics of the Abyss for eons, suddenly relaxed his guard. \"Honestly? That's cheaper than I expected.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He understood the play immediately. With the Abyssal Ruler distracted by a higher power, Orion was leveraging the chaos. He was using the threat of the 'Unknown Entity'—Kaidric—to bully the neighbors.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I accept!\" Brodin shouted, his capitulation so fast it almost gave whiplash to the surrounding warlords.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I'm just curious though,\" Brodin chuckled, a raspy, grinding sound. \"If that entity fails his challenge against the Ruler... what happens to you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That's none of your concern,\" Orion replied, dismissing the formation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Fair enough,\" Brodin laughed. \"But we're neighbors. If you fall, I'll be the first to come to your funeral.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Orion didn't bother responding. Brodin had paid the toll. With their own situation precarious, sparing Brodin for a quick payout was the only logical move.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They took the loot and moved on.\u003C\u002Fp>",1201,"2026-05-29T15:49:48.938Z","2026-06-01T04:29:39.741Z",1,"novelbin.me","2686b224d2ebf0d981730fe21edddf3a3ee5a4b64ae30b2e99a8aaaa9578dd00","titan-king-ascension-of-the-giant-chapter-1313","titan-king-ascension-of-the-giant-chapter-1311",1606,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ftitan-king-ascension-of-the-giant-cover.jpg"]