Hulk was a pro football player, a guy who loved nothing more than clutching a pigskin and barreling through the defense like a runaway freight train. He lived for the gridiron.

But he never, in his wildest dreams, imagined he'd see a pair of nipples bigger than a football. 

He became a giant baby, reborn with a new name: Orion.

Orion was the runt of the giant litter, the weakest of the bunch.

But when he turned ten, something crazy happened. He saw a strange panel – that not only displayed his stats but also helped him level up. 

With the panel's help, and a whole lot of elbow grease, Orion led his giant tribe to become the most powerful in the Barren Mountains. 

He went from zero to hero, becoming a mighty Titan King. He was no longer the runt; he was the top dog.

This was the territory of the dragons. At this moment, seawater surged backwards, washing away the mottled bloodstains on the city walls.


Clearly, a battle had occurred here not long ago.


Attacks from the Sea Race had pinned down the dragons in the far south, consuming most of their energy and significantly diminishing the dragons' influence over the continent.


This was a situation the Human Kingdom, dwarves, and blood elves were happy to see, and one that Orion also welcomed.


Inside a palace in Whitecliff, the Glacial Dragon Jorik communicated with the will projection of the white dragon Frostsire, reporting the recent situation.


"Ancestor, the lizardfolk Ssorin died in battle. He was jointly killed by ogres, giants, and humans."


There was a reason why Ssorin's territory bordered those of the ogres and humans.


Chapter 589 - Good days are coming