Titan King: Ascension of the Giant-Chapter 455: Scorpion soldier

Inside Cryptopolis, Orion slowly opened his eyes.

He already had a rough understanding of the current situation. As long as his subordinates learned how to fight the slime molds, the Stoneheart Horde could establish a strong foothold here.

"Have Soraya come see me!"

Orion's voice echoed through the palace. The giant warrior standing guard outside answered with a resounding "Yes, my king!" before turning to deliver the summons.

Half an hour later, Soraya entered the palace, walked up to the throne, and settled into Orion's lap.

"My dear lord, the guards said you wanted to see me?"

Soraya gently lifted her right hand, stroking Orion's cock and stoking the fires of his desire.

Orion reached out and pulled Soraya closer, pressing her against him.

"Do you like this world?"

Because Soraya was Orion's woman, he normally cared about how she felt and took extra steps to look after her when he could. Bringing Soraya into the Valkorath Realm was, in fact, meant to help her develop more rapidly. However, this meant she could never return to where she used to live; the Stoneheart Horde's future territory in the Valkorath Realm was now her home.

"Can I say I don't like it?"

Soraya rested her head on Orion's chest, listening to his heartbeat.

"I'm just Alpha-level, the moment I arrived, I sensed how dangerous this place is.

Aside from feeling somewhat safe by your side, I sense countless powerful beings lurking in the surrounding space, like they could devour me at any moment."

Orion understood her worries. The Valkorath Realm was full of formidable enemies in this war. Plenty of legendary-level powerhouses roamed the land, and there were even more Alpha-level adversaries. Soraya's sense of unease was completely natural.

"It's too late for regrets now," Orion said softly, his tone carrying a trace of tenderness for Soraya.

"I have no regrets!

Being able to face a new world with you is both a challenge and a new beginning for me.

Now I see why you've grown so quickly, Orion. Even if I die in battle, I'll never regret following you."

Though Soraya spoke flatly, her words felt warm to Orion. He reached out his other arm, turning her so that she sat on his crotch, facing him.

"I brought you here not to let you die, but to make you stronger!"

A flash of light appeared in Orion's hand as a Miniature Nest, shaped somewhat like an ant colony, materialized in his palm.

"Here, it's yours."

He placed the Nest in Soraya's hand. More than just a Nest, it was also a defensive artifact. As long as Soraya hid inside, anyone below upper legendary level would find it impossible to extract her.

Soraya took the Nest in her hand and carefully tuned in to it. Her eyes grew wide with astonishment.

"This…this…this is…"

"A Legendary-level Nest. I got it from a friend who's stationed here, and now it belongs to your scorpion tribe."

"Honey, kiss me…love me!"

Soraya threw herself into Orion's arms, kissing him passionately. Brimming with gratitude, she decided to express her delight by giving Orion a perfect lovemaking session.

After their passionate encounter, Orion held Soraya while reclining on the throne.

"I've stocked the Nest with a lot of supplies. All you have to do is get the scorpion tribe to multiply as quickly as possible. The more, the better. I can sense that things aren't stable here, and Cryptopolis could come under attack at any moment."

A Legendary-level Nest wasn't a gift without a price; after Orion satisfied his own desire did he mention his demands.

"As you wish, my lord!"

Soraya lay limply across his shoulder, still weak from their recent intimacy. She had remained on top the whole time, making her even more exhausted.

After a while, Soraya suddenly lifted her head, looking Orion in the eyes.

"My lord, I'd like to personally hatch a batch of scorpion soldiers using your semen.

I believe that with your bloodline, the resulting scorpion soldiers will be extremely powerful."

Orion frowned slightly, looking down at Soraya.

"Offspring?"

"Mm…no." Soraya shook her head with a playful sparkle in her eyes. "Scorpion soldiers are a special existence of the scorpion tribe. They're all male, and they emerge from their eggs already strong. They use all their bloodline potential to improve their combat abilities, sacrificing both reproductive capability and any chance to advance further. They're none too bright, but they're born to fight.

They're not really 'children.' I definitely don't want such silly offspring!"

At this point, Soraya was beginning to pout somewhat adorably.

"As long as they're not actual children, do whatever you want."

Orion let out a sigh of relief. Clearly, he didn't want his offspring with Soraya to be an entire swarm of scorpions. In this world, it was commonly understood that humanoid creatures tend to produce humanoid children—everyone frowned upon so-called 'reverse evolution.' It was exactly why Lokiviria preferred humanoid children.

"Then whose child is Jarex?" Orion suddenly recalled the once-defeated Jarex, a scorpion soldier with a volatile temper but unshakable loyalty.

"That one was hatched by the High Priestess. As for whose semen was used, I really don't know!"

Orion nodded thoughtfully, and Soraya squinted with a grin, having noticed Orion's flicker of jealousy earlier.

"Go ahead and do it.

But one thing's for sure: if we ever have children, they have to grow normally in your womb."

Soraya giggled, nodded, and leaned in to kiss Orion's cock, licking away the last traces of semen. At that moment, she found Orion downright adorable.

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Stoneheart Horde, Meadowland Plains.

Led by Dace, Otho, Beyn, Torba, and Grulbane, Rolan and Steelblade finally challenged every major tribe(clan) inhabiting the Meadowland Plains.

During those challenges, Rolan lost three matches, while Steelblade lost twelve.

Now they were preparing to head back to Stoneheart City to continue their training and digest everything they had gained on this tour of their territory.

"Three years from now, Rolan will come back to challenge you again!"

Having lost three matches, Rolan felt slightly disgruntled and unwilling to accept the defeats. Dace and Grulbane exchanged knowing smiles.

Truthfully, they were pleased with Rolan and Steelblade's overall results. Rolan's three losses were to Orcs a few years older than he was—though both sides were minors, that age difference still mattered in terms of power and experience.

"Sounds good. If I'm still in Stoneheart City then, come find me, and I'll go with you."

"Count me in, too!"

"..."