Titan King: Ascension of the Giant-Chapter 442 : Lord Vorluk

"Rayden, grab him!"

Orion was patrolling on his thunderhawk when several merfolk emerged from the sea, trying to scout the sky.

However, the merfolk who timidly surfaced was immediately spotted by Orion and Thunderhawk Rayden alike.

A sharp screech rang out as Rayden folded its wings and plummeted like a meteor.

Orion remained suspended high above, transcendent power surging within him. He floated in midair, continuing to sense his surroundings.

Splash!

The thunderhawk dove into the sea. Fifteen seconds later, Rayden burst back through the surface, clutching a dagger-wielding merfolk in its razor-sharp talons.

"Head for the nearest watchtower!"

Orion landed on the thunderhawk's back and pointed out the direction.

A short while later, they arrived at a watchtower situated ten miles from the coastline.

"Honorable Lord, you're here!"

"May your radiance forever shine upon our horde!"

"…"

Orion gestured to the Merfolk at his feet—fish-tailed, blue-skinned, and barely conscious—and addressed one of the succubi.

"Take charge of this Merfolk. It's your job to interrogate him for every piece of information he knows."

The succubus warrior bowed, then dragged the Merfolk into one of the watchtower's rooms.

Orion glanced at the squad of horde members standing straight before him.

It was a team of twelve: four giants, three gnolls, three beastfolk, and one minotaur.

"Have you encountered any Merfolk attacks these past few days?"

The tallest of the four giants—likely the squad leader—stepped forward with an expression of reverent fervor, responding to Orion's question:

"My king, ever since we received our orders, we've been holding this watchtower. After the first attack, we haven't encountered the Merfolk again."

"Also, they don't dare stay ashore for long."

"From my observations, those Merfolk can only remain on land for at most half an hour before they must return to the sea."

Orion nodded. The information gathered by this team was valuable.

By restricting their time on land and limiting their range of activity near the shore, security could at least be maintained.

Next, Orion asked a few questions about the Sea Tribe, but he received little more from these people.

After a moment, the succubus warrior from earlier emerged from the watchtower. Orion glanced at her, and she followed him toward the coastal area without needing further instruction.

"What information did you obtain?"

Orion stopped beneath a massive tree, gazing out at the vast expanse of blue ocean. His eyes narrowed slightly.

"My lord, that hero-level Merfolk we just captured is named Sliggoth, a member of the Tidefang clan among the Merfolk.

They were ordered by Lord Vorluk to patrol these waters and drive off any land creatures that draw too close to the coastline."

Orion frowned, still staring at the sea. He spoke again:

"Tell me about this Vorluk. Has he arrived in these waters yet?"

The succubus warrior behind Orion paused for a second, then answered hesitantly:

"My lord, there's not much information about Lord Vorluk. According to Sliggoth's memories, Vorluk is a mighty being who has dwelled in the deep sea for ages.

As far as Sliggoth recalls, the most powerful Sea Tribe creature in the nearby waters is a Merman called Skalnir, who is on the Alpha level.

Sliggoth was driven into shallow waters by Skalnir and its followers. That Merman, Skalnir, also resides in the deep sea.

Many Merfolk patrol this coastline—Sliggoth doesn't know the exact number, but it's definitely in the hundreds of thousands."

Though the succubus warrior hadn't learned much, the details were still quite useful.

Orion fell silent, already guessing parts of the bigger picture.

"Anything else?"

For a long while, there was no response behind him.

"Very well, you can go. Pass on all of this intel to the Sentinel Corps."

"Understood!"

Once the succubus warrior left, Orion transformed into lightning and reappeared on the thunderhawk's back.

"Rayden, head for the deeper ocean!"

Thunderhawk Rayden gave a cry and sped off toward the open sea.

"All the ones we've seen so far are small fry. Not even an Alpha-level merfolk has shown up.

This isn't a real probe—it's just pretense.

These waters surrounding the continent are vast, and it's unlikely the many clans and groups of the Sea Tribe get along harmoniously.

So it seems the Sea Tribe's presence here is more for show, maybe to fool the Reverse Whale Clan?"

Orion's mind was active, running through various scenarios before settling on a fairly plausible idea.

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"In any case, I need to see what's happening in the deeper ocean."

However, after seven days of flying out over the boundless, seemingly bottomless sea, both Orion and Rayden were at a loss.

"Master, we can't go any farther. If we do, I won't have the strength to make it back!"

Orion withdrew his senses, having discovered nothing. He was just as frustrated.

The deep sea is the Sea Tribe's domain. Finding any trace of a merfolk lord here was no simple task for Orion.

"Turn around. We're heading back."

Upon hearing this, Thunderhawk Rayden let out a couple of chirps—relieved yet drained of energy.

"At least there are no Legendary-level Merfolk sightings, so for the moment that western territory should be safe.

And certainly, the Sea Tribe won't launch a massive tsunami."

Truth be told, Orion's concern wasn't that some legendary Sea Tribe powerhouse might appear, but that they'd unite and flood the continent with a catastrophic tidal wave.

A great tsunami would be the real disaster!

"I wonder how the dragons are faring. There hasn't been any word about the Sea Tribe from their side lately."

Right now, the Sea Tribe is lurking about, while the dragons, humans, dwarves, and blood elves seem to form an alliance. Yet in reality, this alliance is not very sturdy. Should anything unexpected occur, the coalition could crumble in a short time.

Orion knew very well that if a large-scale war ever broke out, this so-called Five-Race Alliance wouldn't last under true pressure.

"It looks like I need to put some plans in motion sooner rather than later."

Once he decided, Orion did not hesitate. He sat on the thunderhawk's back, closed his eyes as if dozing, and sent his consciousness into the Survivor's Platform to contact one of his allies in the Champions Alliance.

"You there?"

In a hidden cave within the inland sea of the Valkorath Realm, Kraken had just survived a brush with death, giving half his life to slay a fungus-mutated lord that clung to seaweed. He'd obtained a glob of life essence, a substance much like a Lord's Stone.

Kraken swallowed the life essence in one gulp, and the wounds on his body began healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Moreover, Kraken discovered he had grown even stronger.

"Just three more kills of those legendary level fungal creatures, and I'll advance to upper Legendary level. I have to push forward!"