Titan King: Ascension of the Giant
Chapter 710 - 710: Nethervarg Soulflayers

The abyssal dragon, still carrying Fergus, was now running purely on its indomitable will and ferocious spirit.

Fergus dared not look down, dared not caress the abyssal dragon beneath him; he feared that the moment he lowered his head, the surrounding dark fiends would pounce again.

Neither Dirtclaw nor Fergus spoke; the current battle atmosphere and rhythm didn't allow for any distractions.

"Kill!"

Just then, a dark fiend abruptly charged out from the dense forest.

The appearance of this dark fiend momentarily stunned the dark fiends besieging Dirtclaw and Fergus.

In that fleeting moment of stunned silence, Thundar's greatsword had already slashed down upon the dark fiend closest to him.

"Awooo… Bro, our reinforcements are here!!"

When they first saw the dark fiend emerge, despair had flashed in Dirtclaw's and Fergus's eyes.

However, upon seeing Thundar's familiar sword light, the despair in their eyes was banished; hope had dawned.

With a dying cry, as one dark fiend fell, the others reacted.

Facing the dark fiend Thundar rode—a traitor to its kind—the surrounding dark fiends radiated a chilling killing intent.

However, this killing intent quickly transformed into fear.

Because from the dense forest behind Thundar, a wolf-mounted cavalry troop, several hundred strong, began to stream out.

The icefield snow wolves, panting rapidly with their tongues lolling, swiftly encircled the hundred-odd dark fiends on the battlefield.

"Woof… The reinforcements we yearned for have arrived!"

"Praise the Elder of Combat! You are the most beautiful being in my heart!"

"You damned beasts! You dared to injure your Dirtclaw! I'll cook you all!!"

"Bro Fergus, this is the great turning point! This is snatching life from the jaws of death! Isn't it thrilling? Isn't it exciting?"

"Hahaha…"

Amidst a flurry of howls, Dirtclaw charged towards the most powerful dark fiend.

Thundar's arrival had given him courage and also exposed the hysterically brutal side of Dirtclaw's nature.

Fergus, however, did not charge out with Dirtclaw.

Because the abyssal dragon beneath him could go no further; it could no longer run.

Fergus could only stand beside the abyssal dragon, guarding his companion.

A quarter of an hour later, with the combined efforts of Dirtclaw and Thundar, the dark fiends that had besieged them were completely wiped out.

"A brave creature, resolute in its will to fight. It shouldn't die here!"

The battle temporarily concluded. Thundar, mounted on his dark fiend, slowly approached Fergus and looked at the abyssal dragon beside him.

This was the second abyssal dragon in the Stoneheart Horde. Many of the giant kinsfolk had high hopes for it; it shouldn't die here.

"Feed this to it. Tell it to hold on, to pull through, and it will welcome a new life."

Thundar took out a mass of Alpha-level life essence and several Blood Mushrooms from his storage pouch, handing them to Fergus.

Many members of the cavalry regiment had experienced what Fergus was going through now.

No one could bear to lose a companion they had spent every day with.

Thus, life essence and Blood Mushrooms had become rare resources that cavalry regiment members carried with them at all times.

These two items could give a mount on the brink of death one last chance.

If it successfully advanced, all injuries would be a small matter.

If the advancement failed, it meant death.

"Bro Fergus, tell it, it has to pull through!!"

Dirtclaw, with a few leaps, also arrived beside Fergus.

Dirtclaw opened his mouth, and four Alpha-level dark source crystals dropped out, landing in Fergus's hand.

"With these added, I refuse to believe this fellow will fail to advance!"

Fergus was deeply moved. He blinked back the sting in his eyes and nodded his gratitude to Dirtclaw and Thundar.

Then, Fergus knelt and stuffed all the precious resources in his hands into the abyssal dragon's mouth.

High above, Orion and Leonidas had witnessed everything that transpired.

"Bro, the chances of that abyssal dragon surviving are quite high."

"Abyssal dragons are different from ordinary dragons. They belong to the abyssal species. Though they cannot fly, abyssal species are much tougher than one might imagine, possessing extraordinary vitality. Creatures that emerge from the abyss usually have remarkable talents."

Leonidas's research into abyssal species was far more in-depth than Orion's.

To enhance his own strength, Leonidas had once spent a considerable amount of time in the abyss, where he had devoured many different types of abyssal beasts.

"That abyssal dragon will definitely advance!"

Orion gazed at Fergus, also feeling very certain about this.

Orion himself possessed an abyssal dragon; he understood them all too well, knowing them to be savage creatures with exceedingly vigorous life force.

"Fergus has grown up too!"

Orion sighed inwardly, filled with emotion.

Although Orion was the Giant King, he and Fergus were essentially of the same generation.

From their generation, aside from Orion himself, eight other Alpha-level giants had emerged: Ursa, Fergus, Brom, James, Dace, Otho, Beyn, and Torba.

It could be said that these eight bloodline warriors represented the best of their generation among the Blackrock Giants.

Of course, Tarn, far away in the human kingdom, also counted as one.

However, news of Tarn's advancement to Alpha-level had not yet reached Orion's ears.

"The overall situation is settled. Which is the next target?"

Leonidas gazed towards the north, sensing those two faint, indistinct auras, his heart filled with fighting spirit.

This thrill of challenging a superior foe was something he hadn't experienced for a long time, not since he had advanced to Arch Lord.

"Nethervarg Soulflayers!"

Orion withdrew his gaze from Fergus, a flicker of gratification in his eyes.

Fergus had his own path to walk, as did the other kinsmen.

What Orion could do was shelter them and provide them with a superior environment for growth, one rich in resources.

"What's the intelligence on them?" Leonidas asked.

Orion took out a secret scroll from his attire and handed it to Leonidas.

Leonidas scanned the scroll, his brow furrowing slightly.

"Monsters filled with such an evil aura are probably not native to this world."

Orion remained silent. According to the intelligence gathered by the Shadow Paper Figures and the Sentinel Corps, the Nethervarg Soulflayers were an exceedingly powerful race.

The Arch Lord that Leonidas had sensed was highly likely to be found among this race. Nethervarg Soulflayers were wolf-like creatures, incomparably brutal by nature.

"Flames filled with dark energy... such things are rare. I've only encountered them in two special types of places."

"One is a dark world inhabited by demonkind; the other is the Abyss."

"Regardless, these demonic wolves might have been introduced to this world by some evil entity."

Leonidas made his preliminary judgment about the Nethervarg Soulflayers, and Orion nodded in agreement.

Demonic wolves, as powerful dark creatures, possessed bizarre abilities and were even more difficult to deal with than dark fiends.

According to the intelligence Orion had obtained, Nethervarg Soulflayers possessed abilities such as Fire Cloak, Group Howl, and Flame Burst.

"Bro, is it possible that one of the Arch Lords resides among the Nethervarg Soulflayers(demonic wolves)?"

Orion's speculation was based on the intelligence provided by the Shadow Paper Figures.

Among the races inhabiting this half-continent, the demonic wolves and the Bloodreavers possessed the most diverse abilities and were the races most likely to produce powerhouses.

"It's highly possible. If we run into one, let me test the waters first."

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