Titan King: Ascension of the Giant

After a while, Delilah approached Orion with a playful smile, wrapping her arm around his and guiding his hand directly under her skirt. Without Lilith or Lysinthia around, Delilah felt more at ease, allowing herself to be more forward.

"Chieftain, those gnolls were indeed scouts sent by Thunderhawk Knight Reynard, specifically to monitor us," she whispered seductively. "Also, there's a gnoll chieftain among them who commands his own tribe."

"I spared his life for you, Chieftain," she added with a mischievous grin. Experience more content on empire

Orion was pleased. His fingers lightly brushed against Delilah's clitoris, causing her body to tense up instantly. She let out a soft moan, her legs trembling slightly.

But Orion didn't continue. He withdrew his hand from under her skirt and turned to Prophet Onyx and Elder Rendall.

"Prophet, Elder, what do you think?" Orion asked, his tone calm.

Prophet Onyx gazed up at the sky, his dark eyes reflecting deep thought.

"Chieftain, based on the actions of these gnoll scouts, I'm certain of one thing."n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

"The Thunderhawk you killed during last year's beast tide must have been Thunderhawk Knight Reynard's mount."

A smile crept across Orion's face. He had suspected as much.

If the Thunderhawk were still alive, it would have been the ideal scout, not these gnolls.

"Let's keep moving. We need to meet up with Lord Gareth," Orion said, taking a few steps forward before turning back to Delilah.

"As for that gnoll chieftain, enslave him. Bring his tribe under your command."

Delilah, still sensitive from Orion's touch, shuddered slightly. She had nearly climaxed from just a brief caress, but she managed to compose herself in front of the others. After adjusting her clothes, she nodded in agreement.

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For the next three days, with the succubi scouts and giant wolf riders leading the way, the group encountered no further suspicious enemies.

On the morning of the fourth day, Orion and his party arrived at Eagle Plains, also known as the Gathering Ground.

There were already others present.

In the distance, Chieftain Slagor and his large contingent of warriors had gathered.

Upon seeing Orion's arrival, Slagor's expression immediately darkened.

However, when he sensed the powerful auras of Prophet Onyx and Elder Rendall, his eyes widened in shock, his face filled with disbelief and fear.

"So, it's you, Slagor. I knew you wouldn't die so easily," Orion said with a smile as he led his group closer to Slagor's position.

"Honorable Orion, it was just a matter of supplies. Once this Myriad Races Invasion is over, I'll repay you double," Slagor said, his voice trembling slightly.

"I want triple," Orion replied, his tone firm.

"You... fine... triple it is," Slagor conceded, his fear and anxiety quickly fading as Orion approached.

Despite his outward calm, Slagor's face remained grim. He had hoped to settle the matter with a simple promise, but Orion had pushed for more.

Orion nodded, satisfied. He knew Slagor was a smart chieftain.

During the battle at Poison Dragon Swamp, Slagor had fled the battlefield when the situation turned dire. Now, in front of his subordinates, he was quick to bow his head and make concessions, proving once again that he was a man who knew when to bend.

"You've brought quite a large force with you," Orion remarked casually, letting the matter drop.

He glanced over Slagor's troops, which numbered in the ten thousands.

Behind Slagor, there were various subhuman creatures and beast races, including a group of swamp crocodiles whose eyes gleamed with red, sending a chill down Orion's spine.

Seeing the swamp crocodiles reminded Orion of his Spider Queen.

"It seems I need to accelerate the growth of my Spider Queen," Orion thought to himself.

After all, this was the Myriad Races Invasion, and Slagor was technically an ally. Orion didn't want to push him too far, lest he turn on them at a critical moment.

Besides, Orion was certain that Lord Gareth's forces had already arrived at Eagle Plains and were likely watching them from nearby. Lord Gareth would not tolerate infighting among her troops before the invasion even began.

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Hiss...

At that moment, the sharp cry of an eagle echoed from the sky. A group of Storm Vultures circled above the gathering ground.

Leading them was an Alpha-level Storm Vulture. Moments later, the vultures descended, landing near Orion and Slagor.

"Arden," Orion muttered.

The newcomer was indeed Arden, a summoner of the abyss.

Orion didn't bow or show any signs of submission like Slagor did. He simply nodded in acknowledgment.

Arden's expression was sour. He hadn't forgotten Orion's veiled threat back in Moonshadow Valley, and now, Orion's lack of deference only added to his irritation.

"Did he offend you?" Arden asked, glancing briefly at Orion before turning his attention to Slagor's group.

Without waiting for a response, Arden began walking toward Slagor's forces.

"Arden, it's just a minor disagreement between Orion and me. We've already settled it," Slagor said quickly, sensing the tension between Arden and Orion.

Slagor was sharp. He had already noticed the animosity between Arden and Orion, but he was smart enough to avoid getting caught in the middle.

Arden narrowed his eyes, giving Slagor a brief glance. Slagor, ever the opportunist, bowed his head humbly.

Looking over Slagor's sizable force, Arden decided not to push the issue further.

Meanwhile, Orion, Prophet Onyx, Rendall, and Delilah began discussing quietly among themselves.

"Chieftain, judging by the look on that messenger's face, he's definitely holding a grudge against us," Delilah said, her keen sense for reading people picking up on Arden's hostility.

Orion smiled calmly. Throughout the journey, he had remained composed and steady.

"Let him. As long as we don't offend Lord Gareth, the rest doesn't matter."

"We may have fewer bloodline warriors, but they're all elite and well-equipped. We don't need to bow to anyone," Orion said confidently.

Hearing this, the others grinned.

If anyone were to observe closely, they would notice that the 2,000 bloodline warriors from the Black Forest were all equipped with matching bone armor, each one looking imposing.

Even Delilah, who usually preferred more revealing attire, had donned her bone armor, though she only wore it during battle.

"Do you think Slagor will team up with the messenger to cause us trouble later?" Elder Rendall asked, always suspicious of potential threats to the horde.

"Slagor is cunning, but I don't think he will," Prophet Onyx replied, though he didn't entirely dismiss Rendall's concerns.

"No matter. If they do join forces and try something, I'll kill them both, even if Lord Gareth herself shows up," Orion said, his voice low but filled with deadly intent.

For some reason, ever since leaving the Black Forest, Orion's demeanor had become sharper, more aggressive.

Yet, despite his bold words, Orion's actions remained calm and measured.

He hadn't even summoned his trident or his abyss dragon, which piqued the curiosity of both Prophet Onyx and Elder Rendall.

As the group continued their quiet conversation, a sudden rustling sound filled the air around them.

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