Titan King: Ascension of the Giant-Chapter 308 Tell me what happened

Champions Alliance's commander, Thresh, ranked as an idol in both Leonidas's and Arthas's eyes.

After all, Champions Alliance's Deputy Commander Edward, Arthas, and Alexander had all been mentored and guided by Commander Thresh. Leonidas himself had also received Thresh's advice more than a few times.

"Sigh. Who knows when we'll finally reach the demigod stage?"

The moment Leonidas uttered the word "demigod," both he and Arthas fell silent.

For years, demigod was the goal they had pursued, yet it remained frustratingly beyond reach. In the Champions Alliance, only Commander Thresh was known to have achieved demigod status. As far as anyone could tell, Arthas, Alexander, and Leonidas definitely were not demigods. Whether Deputy Commander Edward had attained that level was still in question.

The main reason people suspected Deputy Commander Edward might also be a demigod was because every time he gave out gifts, they were always forbidden spell scrolls. This habit led Arthas, Alexander, and Leonidas to speculate about his true level.

"You'd think we've absorbed plenty of world essence, right? Arf, arf… So why can't we even touch the threshold of demigodhood?"

The more Leonidas talked, the heavier his mood grew—he actually let out a dog-like bark in frustration.

"You're asking me? Like I'd know," Arthas replied, sounding uncharacteristically disheartened.

"Maybe we haven't absorbed enough world essence."

"Or maybe our cultivation just isn't quite there yet."

"Or perhaps we're missing that single, crucial element…"

Arthas gazed into the distance, momentarily lost in thought.

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Lokiviria, above a city built from stacked stone.

"Get back to your own territory, you hideous half-dragon bitch!"

Hearing Lokiviria's insult, Gareth felt both furious and helpless. Roaring in anger, she channeled her transcendent power, temporarily morphing into a giant abyssal dragon, and unleashed a blast of draconic breath.

"Dragons are only powerful when their bloodline is pure," Lokiviria taunted. He threw a punch, sending a howling gust of wind to scatter Gareth's dragonfire.

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Boom!

A sonic boom echoed in the sky. As a lord with wind-based transcendent power—and an extraordinary Constitution—Lokiviria's punches packed terrifying force.

Bang!

Gareth was slammed backward, wounded severely. Unwilling to stay longer, she fled the insect territory at once.

Of course, the armies Gareth had led into the insect-folk lands suffered a merciless counterattack, incurring heavy casualties. Lokiviria chose not to pursue Gareth; he knew if she was intent on escaping, she could get away.

Returning to the insect city, Lokiviria surveyed the invaders outside the walls and let out a sadistic yell:

"Children of the swarm, mealtime!"

As soon as he spoke, countless insectfolk swarmed out from the city and the subterranean depths, scrambling to tear into the enemy's ranks.

Several days later, Lokiviria came back to his city—to the palace where Rowena was staying.

"My beauty, my child, I'm back!"

Rowena, belly swollen with pregnancy, stepped out of the palace to greet him personally.

"My dear husband, thank goodness you've returned safe and sound! Now my child and I can finally be at ease."

She gently stroked her belly, immediately drawing Lokiviria's attention to the baby. Just as she expected, he lowered himself to press an ear against her stomach.

"Hahaha… I can hear him! My son is kicking me with his little feet!"

Lokiviria was delighted. Though he had many children, none had ever been born in a humanoid form—only bestial bodies. Rowena's unborn child, on the other hand, was destined to be humanoid from birth, which meant he would undoubtedly possess incredible potential.

"My dear, did you slay the northern invaders?

Is our child safe now?"

Rowena spoke carefully, aiming to learn about the intruders under the guise of concern for their baby.

"My beauty, it's tough to actually kill a lord in this part of the world.

That half-dragon woman tried to run, and I wasn't able to stop her.

Don't worry. As long as I'm here, you two are perfectly safe."

Listening to the baby's movements, Lokiviria casually mentioned that Gareth had managed to escape, leaving Rowena with a pang of disappointment. She'd lived through so much—and been with plenty of men—but she hid every flicker of emotion deep inside.

"My dear Lokiviria, I'm sure you'll find a chance to wipe out those invaders," Rowena offered.

"Just like that giant in the north, who killed Lord Ariel of the Thunderwood Forest."

Lokiviria tensed at the mention of Lord Ariel. His multi-pupiled insect eyes flicked up to meet Rowena's, unsettling her.

"My beauty, you're saying some Alpha-level giant took out a Legendary-level lord? Did you see that with your own eyes?"

His tone became suddenly serious, gravely earnest.

Rowena shook her head, answering honestly.

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"I didn't see it myself. But my brother was an Alpha-level fighter, and that same giant killed him."

Lokiviria relaxed his voice, returning his ear to Rowena's belly for a moment.

"Oh? So tell me what happened."

Rowena dared not defy him. After a moment to gather her thoughts, she explained:

"My brother was once a thunderhawk knight. Both he and his thunderhawk were at Alpha level—he was the most powerful of all Thunderwood Forest's Alpha-level warriors.

Later, my brother's thunderhawk went up north to drive away a beast tide… but it never returned.

Then, the following year, northern invaders hit Thunderwood Forest. Without his thunderhawk, my brother couldn't hold on and was killed by that giant."

Even now, Rowena still looked anguished. It had been a long time, yet the death of the brother who'd loved her unconditionally was a heartbreak she couldn't set aside.

"An Alpha-level fighter beating your thunderhawk-less brother—that makes sense," Lokiviria remarked. "Alpha-level can vary in power. But it doesn't prove some random Alpha giant can knock off a Legendary-level lord.

My beauty, you shouldn't believe that rumor.

There must be something fishy about Ariel's death—most likely she was ambushed by several northern lords working together."

Having heard Rowena's story, Lokiviria let out a derisive snort, then offered her a quick explanation of how wide the gap was between Alpha level and Legendary level.

"My dear, if you want revenge, then let our child be born safe and sound. Let him grow big and strong.

And when he's ready, he can avenge you—and avenge his uncle."