[{"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-1460":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},245586,518,"Chapter 1460  Overwhelming Force","titan-king-ascension-of-the-giant-chapter-1460",1460,"\u003Cp>Makareth, a Demon newly ascended to the rank of Archlord and bred for the sole purpose of war, was itching for a fight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heh heh heh... The dark symphony of the Abyss has begun to play. All life shall dance to my tune, or they won't live to see tomorrow's sun!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a manic howl, Makareth tore into the distant clouds.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Miles away, Elara manifested from thin air, hovering just a few yards in front of a black-robed figure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Speak your True Name and submit. I might spare your life.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elara's tone was flat—too flat for an Archlord. To Cavendish, her complete lack of aura felt like a bad joke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Submit?\" Cavendish scoffed. \"You must be jesting. I am one of the Eight High Inquisitors of the Holy Order, a chosen zealot of the Goddess Agaman. Who are you to command my surrender?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His voice dropped to a glacial chill. To him, Elara's attitude was a blasphemous insult.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Oh. So you choose death.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elara raised her trident. Frost-bone armor encased her form, and Chillbone Fire ignited spontaneously at the spear's tip.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"This is...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing the anomaly, Cavendish—an intermediate Archlord—sensed something was wrong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he was too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elara had already vanished from his sight.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cavendish's pupils constricted. Pure instinct took over as he flared his transcendent power, erecting a defensive barrier around himself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clang!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>First came the collision of the trident against the ward, followed immediately by the sound of shattering glass.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cavendish looked down, eyes wide with disbelief. The trident had pierced clean through his chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A fatal physical blow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For an Archlord possessing a Body of Faith, however, this shouldn't have been a dead end. It didn't mean he was defenseless. Yet, the sheer dominance and eerie nature of Elara's attack sent a shiver of true terror through him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're actually this weak?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elara's indifferent voice drifted from behind him. Cavendish, humiliated and cornered, flew into a rage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Insolent brat! You push me too far!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cavendish roared, blood spraying from his lips. He prepared to detonate his Body of Faith in a desperate, suicidal gambit.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Too late.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chillbone Fire wreathing the Flame of Will wasn't just burning his flesh; it was corroding his soul and boiling the very ocean of his faith.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Flame of Will was a weapon that had long served Orion. Nourished by Orion's will and reforged by the Demigod Arthas, it was a Relic. Once awakened, it was not something a mere Archlord could withstand.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Whoosh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Chillbone Fire erupted from the inside out. Before Cavendish could even release his Body of Faith, he was reduced to ash within his own spiritual sea.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cavendish died with suffocating resentment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Is that the extent of your power?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cavendish's death meant little to Elara. She only blamed her opponent for being too fragile. She hadn't used a forbidden curse, nor had she revealed her Stoneheart Titan form. She had simply utilized a few martial techniques inherited from Orion's bloodline, and this was the result.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elara stared at the Flame of Will, her large eyes brightening.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She could feel the weapon's excitement; she sensed its power. After devouring the enemy's Body of Faith, the trident's glow had become even more dazzling and opulent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Good girl,\" Elara whispered, gripping the Flame of Will tight. She squinted, smiling, and blinked back to her lines.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The enemy retreated?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In Aina's understanding, a battle between Archlords should have darkened the skies and shattered the earth. Elara's quick return made Aina question everything she knew.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"The enemy I engaged is dead,\" Elara said calmly. \"It was... anticlimactic.\" She looked disappointed, like a child who hadn't played enough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The enemy was weak? Not an Archlord?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aina trusted Elara's strength—she was the Commander sent by Orion, after all—but she couldn't help asking. She needed to be sure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elara looked at Aina, seeing right through her skepticism.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Aina, he was an intermediate Archlord. He was simply too weak to withstand the weapon Father gave me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Elara held the trident horizontal, letting Aina examine it. Hearing that this was a weapon Orion had once used, Aina immediately understood.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's beautiful.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aina didn't truly grasp the Flame of Will's power, so she praised it from a conventional aesthetic perspective.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's also very strong.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, when Makareth appeared before another High Inquisitor, Albrecht, the man immediately recognized Makareth's nature.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A True Demon!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"That is the stench of the Abyss!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Damned heretics... they actually lured a Vile God here and allowed a Demon to descend upon this land!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Light shall banish the darkness!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Facing the Demon, Albrecht was filled with righteous fervor, a martyred impulse to die defending the world and exterminating evil. In that moment, Albrecht felt surged with power. He wasn't fighting for himself, but for every living soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"A Demon descends, but the Light will purge the wicked!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I fight for justice! Die, Abyssal scum!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Albrecht gripped his greatsword with both hands and hoisted it high. A miniature golden sun rose from the blade—the Sunray of Judgment, a secret art of the Holy Order designed specifically to combat evil entities.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such sunlight could corrode a Demon, weakening the Abyssal energy clinging to them and crippling their combat prowess.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sizzle!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the sound of flesh scorching, skin blistering, and blood boiling.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It hurts!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"I haven't felt such exquisite, bone-deep pain in ages!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"More! It's not enough!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Heh heh heh...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Makareth was a lunatic. An ordinary Demon would flee the Holy Light. But he was different. As an Awakened, Makareth actively threw himself into the sacred power that ravaged his body and soul.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He believed that if he endured enough of it, his physique would eventually develop a resistance to the divine. In Makareth's philosophy, darkness and light were relative—mutually generative and mutually destructive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Why did you stop?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Makareth stopped laughing. The High Inquisitor's spell had faded.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scorching sensation that had driven Makareth into a frenzy was gone, bringing his joy to an abrupt halt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Makareth was angry. His voice dropped to a low growl. It was the calm that appears after extreme madness—a silence filled with cold, bloodthirsty, killing intent.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You... you don't fear the Light?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What kind of monster are you?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Albrecht frowned, his face a mask of disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What had he just witnessed? A Demon enjoying the Holy Light?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was as if the creature were taking a bath!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And if that was the case, what did that make him?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A bathhouse attendant?\u003C\u002Fp>",1072,"2026-05-29T15:49:50.998Z","2026-06-01T04:29:39.741Z",1,"novelbin.me","a2c233c1640a79f9eac0e7a0438468dc7db538309701a61466235c4b334cc579","titan-king-ascension-of-the-giant-chapter-1461","titan-king-ascension-of-the-giant-chapter-1459",1606,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ftitan-king-ascension-of-the-giant-cover.jpg"]