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Chapter 244 - CHAPTER 244: CRUSHING THE TITANS

Rebecca, now deep within the heart of elven territory, cloaked herself in shadow. Her presence vanished entirely as she melted into the darkness, leaving behind no trace of her existence. Silence welcomed her like an old friend. Strangely, she felt no tension in her body—no fear, no anger, no weight of grief. All her pent-up stress, frustration, and aching sorrow dissipated like a distant dream.

A calm resolve washed over her.

Her mind grew clearer than it had in days. Her path sharpened before her eyes—revenge. That was her purpose. To make them pay. And then… she would wait for her destined meeting with Greg, just as his mother had foretold.

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The Titan King was training.

Each strike of his colossal fists reduced mountains to rubble. A single swing of his blade carved canyons through stone. Sweat poured down his titanic form in rivers, pooling into lakes beneath his feet. He was a walking cataclysm, the very embodiment of raw might.

Suddenly, his movement stilled.

He turned his head toward a distant peak, his eyes narrowing.

"Who are you?" the Titan King thundered, sensing an unfamiliar presence atop one of the mountains. A woman stood there, watching him in silence, her aura utterly calm despite the pressure radiating from his divine body.

Rebecca's lips curled into a faint smile.

"I'll enjoy dealing with you... just as I will with the Dragon King," she said softly. Though barely a whisper, her voice echoed clearly in his ears, resonating as if she stood beside him.

"You and your kind caused the most pain to my people," she continued, her long, curving hair dancing in the wind like dark silk. Her words cut with the finality of a judge's gavel. "For that, I'll ensure your entire race is erased from existence."

Without hesitation, she stepped off the mountain's edge, plunging into the void below. From a distance, it might have looked like a fatal fall, a suicide attempt—but only to the ignorant.

The Titan King stood unmoving, expecting the intruder to land before offering formal introduction. He didn't even consider the possibility of her death.

Rebecca landed softly, with no crash, no shockwave. Just silence.

"I'm Rebecca, daughter of—" she began.

"Doesn't matter," the Titan King cut her off, unimpressed. "Are you an enemy? That's all I need to know."

With a roar, two additional arms burst from his sides, making six in total. Each one wielded a different titanic weapon—swords, hammers, axes. He was ready for war.

Rebecca's eyes glittered with satisfaction. "No wasted words. I like that."

The Titan King lunged forward. His massive blade crashed into the earth, splitting the ground and creating a vast crater—but Rebecca had already moved. A shadow flickered beneath her, and in the next moment, she stood far from the impact zone, unscathed.

The Titan clapped his hands together, unleashing a concussive wave of air and sound strong enough to obliterate stone. Rebecca answered with a shield of darkness, the swirling void absorbing the force entirely.

Then, she struck back.

Dozens of shadow-forged weapons spiraled into existence around her, each one razor-sharp and humming with malevolent intent. They darted toward the Titan King like a storm of spears.

Though his size made dodging nearly impossible, the Titan wasn't about to simply stand there. He swung the enormous shield strapped to his back, deflecting many of the incoming projectiles. The clang of shadow against metal echoed like war drums.

He leapt into the sky, surprisingly agile for his mass. He dropped his sword from one upper hand, freeing it to wield the shield more effectively.

With his lower hand, he hurled a golden spear downward with immense force. It descended like a blazing meteor.

Rebecca raised her hand. A vortex of darkness opened above her head, swallowing the spear whole and even pulling in the shield that had been used moments ago. The Titan King's eyes widened in shock.

Still airborne, he prepared to slam into her with brute force—only to hear her voice again.

"Your spear. Let me return it."

Behind him, a dark portal opened mid-air. The very same spear emerged from it, still spinning with the same deadly velocity it had when first thrown. It pierced through his upper right arm before he could react, knocking him off balance. He crashed to the earth with a pained grunt.

"You…" the Titan growled. "You're not just a shadow caster. You're a monster."

He had underestimated her. That would not happen again.

With a guttural roar, he activated his concept: Thousand Arms.

A thousand muscular arms erupted from his body, each as powerful as the originals. They writhed and stretched like serpents, moving in perfect synchronization. With a single thought, he hurled them forward like a tidal wave, seeking to crush Rebecca beneath them.

But that was his fatal mistake.

Before they could reach her, every single arm was pierced by long, jagged spikes of darkness—coalesced spears of pure void that paralyzed movement on contact.

The Titan King stared in disbelief.

"What… what is this sorcery?!"

He could no longer control his own arms. They dangled limp, impaled and rendered useless.

"Going all out against me so early," Rebecca said softly, her eyes filled with calm disappointment. "That was your worst move."

She could have ended him the moment she arrived. With her mastery over the law of heavens—something far above a mere concept like his—she had simply chosen to test his strength. She had wanted to see, with her own eyes, what kind of power had annihilated her people.

Now, she was only disappointed.

"You took pride in crushing my kind beneath your heel," she said, eyes glowing with an eerie blue light. Ancient glyphs spiraled within her irises, rotating rapidly. "Let me return the favor."

The Titan King screamed.

His massive body began to shrink rapidly, the transformation completely beyond his control. His towering frame compressed, bones and flesh folding in on themselves. Panic overtook him—the mighty Titan of Destruction, feeling fear for the first time in countless years.

When it ended, he stood at Rebecca's height, trembling.

"Perfect," she whispered. "Now come. I want you to see firsthand what I'll do to your people."

With a wave of her hand, the Titan King's body floated beside her against his will, like a leaf caught in a storm. Together, they soared toward the Titan settlement.

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The city of Titans bustled with activity. Towering buildings forged from ancient stone surrounded wide avenues where colossi walked without a care. None of them noticed the approaching woman. To them, she was no more than a fly, a speck in the sky not worth attention.

Rebecca hovered high above them, arms spread, her gaze sweeping across the city.

"Let's begin, shall we?" she whispered.

Her eyes glowed once more, the ancient glyphs now spinning so fast they became rings of light. A wave of power rippled out from her body in an instant. A blinding flash of light engulfed the city—and then came the screams.

The Titans were shrinking.

One by one, the proud giants found themselves diminishing, their limbs shortening, their power vanishing. Their homes, once cozy, now loomed like towering monuments. Their streets became canyons. Their weapons, impossible to lift.

They shrank until they were no larger than humans. Goblins. Insects—just like those they had mocked.

"Perfect," Rebecca murmured, her smile growing colder. "Now, let the rumbling begin."

Her own body began to swell in size, rapidly growing to monstrous proportions.

The Titan King, watching in helpless horror, understood what was about to happen—and for the first time in his long life, he wished death would come swiftly.

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