Titan King: Ascension of the Giant - Chapter 561

Chapter 561: Where did you come from?
“Kill them quickly and sever the connection between mind and body.”

“Or else, die together with them in a self-detonation.”

That final method was also how the normal mages of the Radiant Continent defended their last bit of honor.

“Sever the connection between mind and body?”

Orion questioned these words, wondering what exactly counted as severing. Instant kills? Or perhaps annihilating the soul?

“Controlling the mind of the corrupted being, or cutting off the link between its mind and body—both can work. Lightning-element magic and control-type skills are particularly effective against wicked mages.”

In truth, as a lower-tier Legendary mage, Gandalf was not entirely clear on the deeper meaning of “corruption.” He was only repeating the conclusions his predecessors and comrades had drawn.

However, at the mention of lightning-element magic, Orion’s eyes lit up. His primary focus was precisely lightning-element transcendent power. Although supernatural power and magic were different systems, the way their power was unleashed was largely the same.

Just as Orion was about to continue asking questions, he suddenly looked up into the distance.

“Lord Orion, what is it?”

“The enemy has arrived!”

Gandalf was at first puzzled, but then, as though something clicked, his expression became grim.

“Wicked mage Gavriel is coming?”

That severity in Gandalf’s voice was his usual habit. Every major mage lingering outside Desolation City was stronger than he was. If not for the magical towers of Desolation City empowering him, he would never have endured long enough for reinforcements to arrive.

“Lord Orion, what should we do?”

No one answered Gandalf’s question—Orion, standing beside him, had already transformed into crackling lightning, flashing into the distance. By the time Gandalf caught sight of Orion again, he was nearly out of view.

A trace of conflict flitted across Gandalf’s eyes, but only briefly. He then flew off in pursuit of Orion’s fading silhouette.

“Where did this beast come from?”

“So many beasts… They’ll definitely boost my supply of corruption. I can corrupt them, then bind them under contract as new slave-beasts!”

Originally a wind mage, Gavriel had crumbled the instant he learned this world’s source power was being siphoned away. Over time, he could no longer sense much wind element, driving him further into despair. His power grew weaker by the day.

Growing weak, being abused, and becoming a mere servant or tool—Gavriel refused to accept that fate. So he opened his mind of his own accord, embracing the malignant power of corruption.

In truth, high-tier mages of the Radiant Continent possessed potent mental strength, which made them difficult to corrupt while on their guard. But some, after learning that the world had lost all hope, chose depravity and utter surrender.

At least in this decaying world—in these final moments—they could still remain above others, standing at the pinnacle, with control over everything.

“Heh heh heh… Tina, Lodir—take your subordinates and set up that corruption formation on the ground. All these spider beasts are ours.”

Following Gavriel’s orders, two mages on flying mounts gathered a few thousand men and began carving out the magical formation.

However, in the next instant, Gavriel’s face twisted in alarm.

Rumble…!

Lightning flashed, thunder roared. Gavriel sensed Orion’s presence.

With a low boom, a colossal black wind blade formed and tore through the air. It was a mutated wind-element spell, filled to the brim with evil power.

When the wind blade clashed with the lightning, the shockwave ripped a gaping hole in the sky. Beneath roiling black clouds, a giant advanced through the air, trident in hand.

“I’ve never seen a wind blade like that before!”

“It’s brimming with corruption!”

Orion’s voice was deep and powerful.

Gavriel was only at mid-tier Legendary, a great deal weaker than Orion. Yet Orion didn’t underestimate him, because during that moment of impact, Orion had felt a tinge of divine power within the malignant energy.

That meant the evil lingering in this world came from a Reaper. Whether that Reaper was a demigod or a true god was anyone’s guess.

“Who are you? Where did you come from?”

Wicked mage Gavriel was wary, well aware that there were no giants in the Radiant Continent. In other words, this giant was from another world.

With a sharp tearing sound, Orion stretched out his hand, gripped Gavriel’s head, and crushed it before he could so much as react. As for Gavriel’s body, the trident had already obliterated it.

A mid-tier Legendary-level wicked mage—dead, just like that.

Orion felt no shock from this. The one who was stunned was Gandalf, who arrived moments later. Silence weighed heavily on the air, as though someone had pressed pause on both time and space.

“Gavriel… is dead?”

No one knew how long it took, but eventually Gandalf, dressed in white robes, managed to speak the words in disbelief.

“His strength wasn’t all that impressive. He couldn’t even withstand one blow.”

Orion had killed the enemy with a single attack. He didn’t bother to consider that, being able to fight arch-lords head-on, he was on a level that no ordinary Legendary being could even dream of challenging.

“Gandalf, can you tell me what this is?”

Orion opened his hand. Resting on his palm was a small black crystal.

“That’s a spiritual crystal. It can be embedded in a staff to help a mage cast more powerful spells. But it’s corrupted now, Sir. You’d best not use it carelessly.”

Unwittingly, Gandalf—this white-haired elder—had begun addressing Orion with the utmost respect. Yet as soon as he said those words, Gandalf felt he’d spoken out of turn. Could such a terrifying individual possibly fear spiritual contamination?

Orion nodded, frowning in thought. A moment later, he lifted the black crystal and touched the trident in his right hand.

What happened next was incredible.

The black crystal melted like a liquid, absorbed by the Flame of Will.

Boom!

A cluster of black flames rose from the spear tip of the Flame of Will—not bright, not fierce, yet strangely ominous.

Sensing the changes in the weapon, Orion’s eyes lit up with delight. The Flame of Will had evolved after absorbing the black crystal.

The Flame of Will had grown again.

[Flame of Will]

Type: Trident

Quality: Alpha level

Special Effect 1: Ignite – Enemies struck by this weapon have both body and spirit ignited.

Special Effect 2: Shatter Ice – Grants its wielder a layer of ice armor, which can be willingly shattered. The shards can then launch an additional attack.

Weapon Description: A weapon ignited by willpower. It is very unique.