Titan King: Ascension of the Giant - Chapter 671

Chapter 671: The Sea Race is not invincible
With the Human race joining the resistance, the Dwarves and Blood Elves could only follow suit. As the weaker parties, they had no right to choose.

“Since it’s come to this, everyone, accompany me to the sea.”

The white dragon Frostsire stood up and, taking the lead, flew directly out of the Ancient Castle.

In the distant sea, the white dragon Frostsire sensed the enemy’s presence.

Orion, Richard, Lireesa, and Dain exchanged glances, each with a different expression.

“Everyone, the situation being what it is, and we being outmatched, let’s go together and see what’s happening!”

Orion transformed into lightning and vanished before their eyes.

“The situation is ever-changing, completely different from what we anticipated. The Dragons are very powerful; becoming their partners is also a good choice.”

Grand Duke Richard uttered these words, then flew off in pursuit of Orion.

“The Dragons are tyrannical, the Humans insidious, and the Stoneheart Horde unpredictable. The South is becoming increasingly chaotic.”

“Sigh…”

Grand Elder Lireesa had seen it clearly: in the current situation, the Dwarves and Blood Elves could only follow the will of the other three powers.

“Lireesa, why don’t we withdraw from the Five-Race Alliance?”

“Let them fight their resistance. We’ll do nothing and just guard our own territory.”

Dain the Dwarf truly didn’t want to drag the Dwarf race into such a large-scale war, so his inclination was to evade it.

“Dain, withdrawing from the Five-Race Alliance means withdrawing from the mainstream factions of the South.”

“Believe it or not, if you withdraw, the Dwarf race will soon face a coalition army of Humans, Dragons, and the Stoneheart Horde.”

Lireesa didn’t mention the Blood Elf race; she was too embarrassed and wouldn’t be so blatant.

If the Dwarves made such a foolish decision, the Blood Elves would undoubtedly join the coalition attacking them.

The reason she reminded the Dwarf race of this was that, at present, the Dwarves and Blood Elves were in the same situation. They were natural allies; one more partner meant sharing less risk.

“Let’s go!”

Outside Whitecliff, the sea was azure.

Seabirds soared in the sky, and schools of sea beasts roamed the waters.

The booming crash of waves, like a timeless melody, spoke of the beauty of this land.

However, on the distant horizon, a black line rose, steadily approaching.

It was a tsunami!

It was the Sea Race on the move, the signature phenomenon of a collective mobilization of Sea Race creatures.

Just then, twelve Legendary-level powerhouses flew out from Whitecliff one after another, heading straight for the tsunami.

The pressure of the twelve Legendary-level powerhouses was unleashed without reservation, sweeping all before it.

At that moment, the seawater ceased its undulation, and the sound of the waves diminished significantly.

Even the sea beasts in this region burrowed into the sand, trembling, daring not to make a move.

Before long, the group arrived near the great tsunami.

The five intermittent Legendary-level auras from the seabed were sensed by all.

No one spoke; everyone was waiting for the white dragon Frostsire.

Whether to fight or make peace depended on him.

Because here, his forces were the most numerous.

In the deep sea, underwater communications were frequent as the five Sea race lords constantly exchanged information.

“Damn it, the Dragons were prepared! They actually deployed twelve Legendary-level powerhouses!”

“We only have five Legendary-levels. This is an uneven fight. Let’s withdraw!”

“Don’t panic. Among them are auras of Humans, Dwarves, Blood Elves, and Giants. They are not Dragons.”

“Not Dragons? Heh… They’ve all mixed in with the Dragons. They’re one and the same.”

“Even if those other races don’t attack, the Dragon’s lineup isn’t something we can withstand.”

“Retreat! Summon more of our kin!”

“…”

On the seabed, dark shadows flickered rapidly, fleeing in different directions.

In the water, the Merfolk and Sea Beasts, already petrified with fear, scattered chaotically upon receiving the order.

Even the great tsunami stirred up by the Sea Race gradually subsided as it lost the support of Merfolk magic, its waves growing lower and lower.

“Everyone, this is the Sea Race. They’ve fled!”

The white dragon Frostsire’s voice went from low to sonorous, and utterly unrestrained.

This was his initial show of force to the Sea Race, and also a deterrent to the Humans, Dwarves, Blood Elves, and Giants.

Nearly a dozen Legendary-level powerhouses descending together—no race could withstand that.

Of course, the Sea Race’s attack this time had been rather hasty. They had underestimated the Dragons’ strength and could only temporarily retreat to regroup.

But the deterrent effect of the Dragons’ power was solid and heavy.

Even Orion was no exception; he had to admit that the Stoneheart Horde could not directly withstand the Dragons.

Once Orion was tied down by the white dragon Frostsire, apart from a few who might survive, the rest of the Stoneheart Horde would be slaughtered by those Legendary-level powerhouses.

Legendary-level beings were immensely powerful, not something that could be compensated for by the sheer number of bloodline warriors.

“Everyone, the Sea Race is not invincible!”

“You’ve seen it yourselves; they too have moments of fear.”

The white dragon Frostsire’s voice was majestic. Only now did he adopt the attitude of someone ready to discuss matters with them.

“Soon, the Dragon race will invade the Sea Race, to open up even vaster territories.”

“I expect you to also launch invasions into the sea regions bordering your respective territories.”

Having the Humans, Dwarves, Blood Elves, and Giants tie down a portion of the Sea Race’s forces was the true purpose of the white dragon Frostsire initiating this Sacrificial Grand Ceremony.

This way, the Dragon race’s invasion of Sea Race territory would be somewhat easier.

“Respected Dragon Emperor, Your Majesty, our four races are very willing to follow in your footsteps and crusade against the Sea Race together.”

“However, as you know, our four races have limited capabilities and are not skilled in naval warfare. We fear we cannot tie down many of their forces.”

“If we fail to pin them down, the Sea Race might perceive the weaknesses of our Five-Race Alliance, which could, in turn, encourage them to unite and besiege Whitecliff.”

It was Grand Duke Richard who spoke. He adopted a very humble posture, as if addressing a Human Saint.

Orion, Lireesa, and Dain said nothing, because Grand Duke Richard was speaking the truth.

The Five-Race Alliance was initially established to maintain order on the southern continent.

Frankly, apart from the Dragons, everyone present represented land-based races. Talk of actively invading the Sea Race was mostly just talk.

They truly lacked the capability to invade the Sea Race, let alone tie them down.

Furthermore, what Grand Duke Richard said was also a tactful way of asking the Dragons for help.

This much, Orion and the other two could discern.

“Hmph, I’ve already prepared for this.”

The white dragon Frostsire glanced at Grand Duke Richard; how could such a petty scheme escape his eyes?

However, since it played right into his hands, the white dragon Frostsire went along with it.