Titan King: Ascension of the Giant

Chapter 188 Focus. This is a battlefield

"Jarex, calm yourself. If she can't find us, she'll leave eventually!"

"Besides, with the ground frozen and covered in snow, once you go out, it'll be nearly impossible to return!"

"Fighting those little snow creatures in this icy terrain would be pure folly!"

The one who spoke to ease the tension was High Priestess Selenis, an elder of the scorpion tribe known for her sharp insight into people's minds. She fully supported Scorpion Queen Soraya's current strategy.

Avoiding battle was the best choice for the scorpion tribe.

This way, they could evade the foreign invaders without losing a single warrior.

Soraya glanced at Selenis, her lips curling into a faint smile, but she said nothing.

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To the East – Poison Dragon Swamp

When Frost Giant Chillrend arrived at the Poison Dragon Swamp with his horde of icefield monsters, he found nothing but a few scattered beasts and some abandoned tribes left behind by Slagor. Stay updated with empire

Unable to find Slagor, Chillrend turned his attention to the Barren Mountains, where the Trolls who had once killed his father resided.

"Send the order: we're turning toward the Barren Mountains. Begin the invasion!"

Chillrend's deep voice echoed through the swamp, filled with rage and hatred.

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Black Forest – Border Region, First Ambush Point

Three days later, Orion finally met Delilah.

"How's the Horde doing?"

Delilah smiled warmly, brushing a strand of hair behind her ear as she replied in her soft, soothing voice.

"Don't worry. The Horde is doing well. Rendall is overseeing the fortifications in Blackstone City, and progress is steady."

"The underground fissure is stable, and the Spider Queen is hatching more spiderlings, ready to deploy at any time."

Hearing this, Orion, Onyx, and Thundar all breathed a sigh of relief.

Knowing that the Stoneheart Horde was safe and secure was the best news they could have hoped for. It was their greatest assurance.

If their base were to fall while they were out fighting, it would spell disaster.

Delilah glanced at the three of them before continuing in her melodious voice.

"The lizardmen and Troll women and children have been settled in Blackstone City. Rendall has assigned a team of bloodline warriors to guard them around the clock, ensuring they don't wander."

"Before I came here, I met with Slagor and Gronthar. They've been directed to the second ambush point to set up defensive lines."

"Our logistics team has been relocated to the third ambush point to ensure our retreat route remains clear."

Orion nodded. This was the best news he'd heard in days.

Delilah had proven herself to be an exceptional support, a true partner in leadership.

Orion couldn't help but feel that Delilah had fully lived up to the high authority and status he had entrusted to her.

Of course, Delilah had also lived up to the "special care" Orion had shown her.

Orion then briefed Delilah on the situation at the first ambush point and the enemies she would soon face.

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Two Days Later – Noon

At the edge of the ravines near the first ambush point, the howls of wolves echoed through the air.

"Awooo… Awooo…"

Orion stood on a ridge overlooking the ravines, gazing into the distance.

"There are too many of them. After the first wave of attacks, we'll need to retreat immediately," Delilah said, standing beside him.

She stared at the dark horizon, where the sheer number of wolves made her scalp tingle.

"Don't worry. Onyx and Thundar know what to do. They'll act with caution," Orion replied, gripping his trident.

For now, Orion's role was to act as Delilah's personal guard.

His primary responsibility was to ensure Delilah's safety and to have her use illusions to restrain Gustalon the moment he appeared.

Only then could Orion, Onyx, and Thundar execute their decapitation strategy, aiming to kill the Wolf King, cripple the wolf pack, and shatter their morale.

"Awooo!"

A deep, resonant howl echoed through the ravines. It was the Icefield Snow Wolf King, issuing the command to attack.

The wolf pack responded immediately, surging forward in an orderly charge toward the first ambush point.

It was clear that the wolves were aware of the ambush. They could smell the presence of many living beings.

"Orion, we must kill the Icefield Snow Wolf King. If it continues to command the pack, they'll be unstoppable!"

A pack of 200,000 wolves, moving in unison under the Wolf King's command, was a terrifying force.

Delilah's voice trembled slightly, betraying her nervousness. The sheer scale of the wolf pack was overwhelming.

"This is bad. If even Delilah is shaken, our other bloodline warriors must be in even worse shape!"

Sensing the urgency of the situation, Orion quickly placed two fingers in his mouth and let out a sharp whistle.

In response, the Thunderhawk unleashed several bolts of forked lightning, striking the front ranks of the wolf pack and killing dozens of wolves instantly.

The thunderous roar of the lightning was followed by the anguished cries of the wolves. These sounds jolted the Stoneheart Horde's bloodline warriors out of their daze.

"Spearmen, ready!"

"Crossbowmen, ready!"

"Rock-rolling team, ready!"

Amid the chaos, Thundar's deep, gravelly voice rang out across the ravines. The bloodline warriors instinctively raised their weapons, snapping into battle formation.

The Thunderhawk's attack had successfully boosted morale.

Orion's quick decision had proven wise.

"Chieftain, what do you need me to do?" Delilah asked.

"Focus on the battlefield. Keep an eye out for Gustalon. The moment he appears, it's your turn to act!"

Orion didn't look back as he spoke, his eyes fixed on the approaching wolf pack. His confident tone reassured Delilah, calming her nerves.

Delilah wasn't inexperienced in large-scale battles, but the sight of 200,000 wolves moving in perfect unison was undeniably intimidating.

Standing on higher ground only amplified the oppressive feeling brought on by the sheer number of wolves and the thunderous sound of their charge.

Delilah took a deep breath and retrieved the spider silk weapon Orion had given her. She released the silk into the air, where it became nearly invisible.

Next, she pulled out the black whip, a relic passed down by the succubus tribe. Holding it in her hand, she exuded a unique aura of authority and elegance.

"That whip of yours looks… unusual," Orion remarked, noticing the weapon.

"This is the succubus tribe's ancestral relic. It's said to be crafted from the tail of a high-ranking demon. It's quite special," Delilah said, swaying her hips as she handed the whip to Orion. If Orion was willing, she wouldn't mind at all if he used the whip to spank her.

Orion didn't take the whip. Instead, he turned his attention back to the battlefield.

"Focus. This is a battlefield!"