Titan King: Ascension of the Giant-Chapter 493: Storm avatar

Lumi's arrival made the underworld considerably safer.

Of course, there was still a chance that Loska on the other side of the teleportation array might descend in person to the underworld, sparking a war among lords.

What's more, those dark worms that had been teleported over were still putting up fierce resistance; the war was far from over.

However, with the arrival of countless little snow monsters, the Stoneheart Horde gradually gained the upper hand after a period of chaos.

Those worms clustered near the teleportation array were visibly dwindling.

"Clymene, what should we do now?"

Desdemona was asking Clymene. Although they had lost their bodies, their death energy (souls) still remained; they were not truly dead yet.

In the previous battle with Loska's will projection, their bodies had been torn to shreds. If the death energy had not poured out, there was still a chance for regeneration. But now, with their death energy gone, those broken bones had completely lost vitality.

In other words, aside from Clymene, Vargrum, Mordak, Zorn, Balgor, Desdemona, and the others were all souls without bodies.

"Either re-form your own bodies or seize the skeleton warriors' bodies."

Reforming a body would take at least several decades, which was far too long for Vargrum and his companions. On the other hand, if they seized skeleton warriors' bodies, their strength would be severely diminished.

Just as Mordak and the others were about to drift toward a few skeleton warriors, Vargrum suddenly warned them.

"Grendel is still unconscious. His soul fire is close to going out!"

After getting ambushed by an Alpha-level Dark Worm, Grendel had then been caught in the direct shock wave of Orion and Loska's will projection clashing while he was unprepared, causing him to fall into a deep sleep.

Grendel's condition was worse than that of Mordak and the others. The only upside was that Grendel still had a physical form; though he was in a deep sleep, he would eventually awaken. The exact time frame, however, was uncertain.

Clymene hesitated for a moment. After thinking things through, she placed her hand on Grendel's body, helping him recover with her power.

Seeing this, Vargrum, Mordak, Zorn, Balgor, and Desdemona also slipped into Grendel's body.

…

Emerald Dream Realm, Red Moon Valley.

"Damn it, how did they manage to send a Legendary level fighter to the other side?"

"The void passage has already been opened; a Legendary level fighter shouldn't have been left free to roam."

"Unless…"

Unless the Legendary level fighter who appeared on the other side of the teleportation array had advanced after the void passage was activated.

Unfortunately, Lumi fell exactly into that category.

"What now?"

"Do we have to abandon those subjects?"

"No…"

Loska felt both anxious and uncertain, struggling to make a decision. On the other side of the teleportation array, there were hundreds of thousands of Red Thread Clan insectoid beings he could not bear to ditch. If he left them to their own fate, the Red Thread Clan would remain in decline after this battle.

"The lord on the other side is definitely a newly ascended Legendary level. With my middle Legendary level strength, if I descend there, I can suppress her easily."

"Yes… I can suppress her. I would hold the advantage."

"But that's just suppression!"

"If I'm held up by the other side, I won't be able to activate the teleportation array. My people will keep dying in battle."

"If time drags on until the dark beast tides subside, another lord might return, and I could end up falling right then and there."

"No, I can't go."

The moment those scenarios crossed his mind, the always-cautious Loska immediately gave up on descending into the Titanion Realm. Yet along with that thought, a wave of sorrow welled up in him.

Doing so meant that the members of the Red Thread Clan on the other side of the teleportation array were essentially abandoned. Such a choice was agonizing for a lord.

"I'm sorry… I'm sorry… I'm sorry…"

"Ah…!"

At first, Loska spoke the words as though consoling himself. Next, he was sobbing, and finally, his voice rose into a heart-wrenching roar.

In the end, for the sake of the Red Thread Clan's survival, Loska did not choose to descend into the underworld. As long as he was still alive, there would still be hope—Loska understood that all too well.

…

Valkorath Realm, Soraya City.

With Orion in the lead and Vexis and Soraya behind him, they arrived at the center of Soraya City to welcome Deputy Commander Edward's descent.

A mass of swirling black clouds churned in the sky, forming a giant funnel-like storm's eye. Under the fearful gazes of countless Stoneheart Horde bloodline warriors, Deputy Commander Edward stepped out from within that vortex.

Once Deputy Commander Edward had arrived in Soraya City, the storm's eye vanished like a wisp of smoke.

"Don't stare too long. It's only my storm avatar."

"My real body is busy containing a demigod. A mere avatar is enough to set up the teleportation array."

Hearing this, Orion quickly withdrew his probing senses and strode forward.

"Deputy Commander, we are very grateful for your arrival!"

Like a subordinate greeting his superior, Orion showed great enthusiasm and a humble demeanor. Vexis and Soraya followed at Orion's side without daring to say a word.

Though only the avatar of a demigod had arrived, Orion still could not gauge the storm avatar's power—meaning this avatar was at least of arch lord level.

"Where do you want the teleportation array built?"

The storm avatar of Deputy Commander Edward was all business. He was here solely to build a teleportation array, and once that was completed, he needed to return to guard the eastern sector.

Orion stepped aside to guide him, leading the Deputy Commander toward a square not far from the Purification Tower.

"You can leave me to it. Once I'm done, I'll let you know."

In a flicker of movement, the storm avatar multiplied across the small square into countless phantoms—some chanting, some inscribing runes, others becoming wind blades slicing through the surrounding void.

This was Orion's first time seeing such an extraordinary display.

"You can go deal with your tasks now!"

Unfortunately, those words did not make Vexis or Soraya budge an inch. There was no way they would miss witnessing an arch lord at work constructing a teleportation array.

In truth, after watching for half a day, Orion and Soraya only found the process fascinating and eye-opening, yet they gained nothing concrete from it. Vexis, on the other hand, watched with keen interest; flashes of clarity lit her eyes from time to time, as though resolving certain doubts.

Visit freewebnoveℓ.com for the best novel reading exp𝒆rience.

Two days later, the phantoms on the square vanished one by one, finally reconverging before Orion in the form of the storm avatar.

"It's done. As long as no one deliberately sabotages this teleportation array, it'll be good for three hundred years."

"If there's a problem, remember to find me. Most folks can't fix a teleportation formation that I set up."

The Deputy Commander's tone brimmed with pride. As a demigod level mage, he had the utmost confidence in his mastery of magical formations.

Every teleportation array in the Valkorath Realm was built by his hand, infused with both his personal expertise and a hidden countermeasure for enemies who might invade the Valkorath Realm.