Titan King: Ascension of the Giant-Chapter 310 World Tree

Rumbold had a lot to say, starting with Orion's temperament. Through endless details—character, spirit, upbringing, combat style, and ability to handle stress—he painted a lively and vivid picture of Orion for Arthas.

"Anything else?"

Arthas's calm voice broke the silence. Rumbold paused in thought for a moment, then shook his head, saying nothing.

"Alright then. Go guard the central area. When the big battle starts, keep an eye out for a good opportunity to make a move—make sure you protect the magic array!"

"Understood!"

Once Rumbold left, Arthas's expression lit up with delight—despite being a skeleton whose face gave no visible clues.

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Yet there was no denying his joy.

"Let's wait a bit longer. If he can grow into an arch lord, he'll truly become a valuable asset to our alliance!"

Meanwhile, Leonidas bounced along and led Orion into the depths of the underground.

There was an underground palace here that had been reworked by undead creatures, so most of the structures were cloaked in a heavy aura of death.

"You've probably never seen a World Tree before. Neither have I, not that many anyway," Leonidas said, his tone laced with a random sort of glee and a smugness that was more about lightening the mood than showing off.

Orion, curious, thought for a moment, then asked, "Bro, from what you're saying, you've encountered quite a few World Trees?"

Leonidas didn't even turn around. He kept walking as he answered, "Yeah, I've seen some, but only a few Godforsaken Lands actually have them."

Orion took note of Leonidas's words. This was all brand-new information to him.

"Each world's World Tree is different, right?" he asked.

That guess came from the way Leonidas was talking.

"Of course! Think about it—every world out there is unique, and they all contain different life forms. How could their World Trees possibly be the same?"

Orion fell silent, wearing a half-puzzled, half-enlightened expression.

"Here, let me give you an analogy: You're a giant, a living being. Your giant kin are also living beings, correct?"

Before Orion could reply, Leonidas continued, "But if you think of yourself as a standalone world, then your fellow giants would each be their own standalone worlds. Does any one of your kin look exactly like you? No way, at best they're just similar! Same principle applies to World Trees."

This straightforward example was enough for Orion to get the point right away. Every world had a World Tree, but each one's essence and structure was totally different.

"You see that? That there is the World Tree. Kinda disappointing, huh?"

"Ha ha ha…"

Talking while they walked, Leonidas and Orion finally arrived at the subterranean center.

Right in the middle of a magic array stood a withered sapling.

Orion couldn't help feeling let down. The World Tree he saw had been turned to stone, exuding a sense of utter silence.

Though it was streaked with five-colored patterns, there was no trace of life to it—just cold, rock-like stillness.

"The heart of this World Tree has been drained. The fact it's not obliterated, and still keeps its form, means the one who stole its world essence has to be a demigod."

"Bro, how're you so sure it was a demigod?"

Leonidas glanced at Orion, then fixed his eyes on the World Tree again.

"If it had been a god, there'd be no world essence left at all. This broken world wouldn't even have left scraps behind for us to cross-realm invade and scavenge. So it had to be a demigod who came in and took most of the world essence."

He sighed. "As for the finer details, you wouldn't get it yet. Once your power goes up, you'll naturally understand. The big battle's about to start—come on, let's head out."

Orion nodded. There was indeed much he didn't grasp. Casting one last look at the World Tree, he turned around and followed Leonidas out of the underground.

Three days later, war erupted in full force.

Gollum the goblin, John the human, and Mia the night elf—three arch lords—attacked, only to be sealed inside a special space by Leonidas and Arthas, who had been preparing for them all along.

They resorted to this method because arch lords wield such devastating power. Leonidas and Arthas didn't want their carefully prepared Source Siphon Array to be destroyed in the chaos.

Orion had come mainly to watch and see first-hand how fearsome arch lords could be. Now it looked like he wasn't going to see anything.

Still, the method of sealing off an entire dimension was eye-opening for him. It made him realize there was a massive gap between a lord and an arch lord—Orion certainly couldn't seal off space yet, and probably wouldn't be able to for a good while.

With no battle to witness, Orion transformed into lightning and dropped to the side of the skeleton general, Rumbold.

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"Mr. Rumbold, let's fight side by side!"

"An honor!"

In this Godforsaken Land, besides the three arch lords, there were six Legendary-level enemies. On Orion's side, including himself, there were eight Legendary-level fighters total.

He loved those odds—outnumbering the opposition was basically a breeze.

In the central zone, in the innermost area, Orion's underlings had been stationed there, clearly the safest and easiest spot. Leonidas and Arthas were still looking out for Orion's team.

"I gotta admit, even here in the Godforsaken Land, their power is something we can only look up to," said Onyx, hefting his stone axe and gazing skyward.

More than ten Legendary-level auras from both sides were colliding in the distance, barbaric and terrifying. This was beyond anything Onyx had ever seen in his life.

"Compared to them, we're nothing. Just ants," Thundar lamented. He'd picked up the word "ants" from Orion.

"If every one of these powerful lords decided to invade our home world, it'd be a full-scale disaster," Slagor said, standing side by side with Earthshaker. The two had formed a tight bond, a partnership of life and death.

"Our lord is up there somewhere. Wherever you see lightning flash, that's Master Orion's work!" said Earthshaker, Orion's enslaved soldier, completely devoted to him.

While talking, he raised his chains and sword, energetically shouting Orion's name over and over.

Dirtclaw was just as fanatical, whipping around his long lash, which whistled through the air.

"Take down the goblins, plunder the night elves—whoever grabs 'em, they're yours! Those busty, curvy elves are up for the taking. You can do whatever you want with them—satisfy your lust to your heart's content!"

"The smoke of war is upon us! We fight for glory! Praise be to our lord!"

"Raise those axes and warhammers—victory will be ours!"

"…"

Honestly, no one was more fanatical than Dirtclaw the gnoll.

Sadly, his shouts were drowned out by the thunder of countless arrow towers and magical artillery, as well as the roars of giant beasts across the battlefield.

The war had begun in every corner—sky and earth alike.