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The Dark Frost Giant Lord, still holding aloft his ancient obsidian shield, grunted as he braced against the lingering echo of the Crimson Mother's golden dragon breath. But as his gaze rose to the heavens and witnessed the nine calamitous meteors tearing through the veil of the world, his expression finally changed. The air around him turned heavy, and the stillness of his stance shattered. His features darkened, carved with solemnity and reverence—as if standing before the gods themselves.
"As expected from the Crimson Disaster," he muttered, voice rumbling like a glacier splitting. "Even wounded and bleeding, you dare shake the heavens. But… you've made a fatal mistake."
He inhaled deeply, his chest swelling with primordial might. Muscles coiled like mountains. His flesh shimmered, runes awakening beneath the skin. Then, with a roar that shattered the clouds:
"Let me show you... the power of the Titan Creator!"
Within the sweeping curtains of black-and-blue aurora, the Dark Frost Giant Lord began to ascend—not metaphorically, but literally. His form surged and expanded like a divine colossus reborn. From a hundred meters… to five hundred… then a thousand meters tall. A god of frost and ruin now stood beneath the torn sky. His flesh glowed with ancient energy, crisscrossed with black divine veins—pulsing with a corrupt brilliance as cold winds howled around him.
He was no longer just a Frost Giant.
He was a Titanborn, reborn in divine blood.
As the nine burning meteorites screamed toward him—each capable of leveling continents and shatter earth like it was nothing
and boiling seas—he stood unmoved.
Then he roared and punched the sky.
One blow. No arcane shield. No counterspell. Just raw, primordial force.
The impact shattered reality itself. Space ruptured like fragile glass, spiraling with fractures that ran across the sky. The meteors met his blow—and exploded, their incandescent fury breaking apart mid-air in a cascade of golden flame and spatial collapse. The shockwave flattened mountain ranges and silenced the sea, as if the world itself bowed beneath the might of his strike.
You must understand: to tear through the space of a medium-sized material plane, one needs strength approaching a high-tier legendary being. Though his power was sealed at the fifth rank of the Legend, the force he just unleashed grazed that impossible threshold.
In other words, the destructive power of the Dark Frost Giant Lord's punch at this moment was infinitely close to that of a high-level legend.
The gap between the fifth level and the high-level legend is immense. Even if the Dark Frost Giant's strength was sealed by himself, he was actually a high-level legend. But to cross this level required an equally immense background.
The rich heritage that the Dark Frost Giant Lord relied upon was an adventure he had experienced in his early years—a drop of divine blood from the fallen Titan God.
In truth, his strength was never truly sealed. He had always been a high-tier legend in slumber—his limits self-imposed, his trump card never revealed.
Until now.
The source of this unstoppable force? A single drop of blood.
Titan's Blood.
A divine relic consumed long ago during his ancient pilgrimage—one drop from a slain Titan God. This inheritance had never been revealed. Every soul who had witnessed its awakening… was long dead.
And when Alexrilla, the Crimson Mother, beheld the manifestation of this ancient power—her lava-hued pupils trembled with dread.
"Titan's blood…"
She whispered as the realization dawned.
For who were the true enemies of the Dragon Clan?
Not giants. Not fragmented pantheons of men. Not demons or beast lords.
The giants were merely creations of the Titans, and the human gods were also divided and could never be truly united.
The dragon clan's greatest enemy..
It was the Titans.
United, divine, supreme—the original enemy of the dragons. A race not of gods, but something far worse: gods made flesh, beings who had once shattered the draconic dominion across the stars, toppling dragon gods and leaving wounds upon dragonkind so deep that even time could not heal them.
Compared to mortals, it was like a soul suffering a full-body fracture.
They are god-like ultimate creatures by nature. This terrifying tribe once caused devastating damage to the dragon clan, which wielded power across the star realms and boasted many dragon gods. The trauma they inflicted was so profound that it would be the equivalent of a full-body fracture compared to ordinary mortals.
As for the subsequent betrayal of the elves and the rise of humans to counterattack, it was just a few pieces of flesh cut off. Although it hurt, to the dragons, it was far less than one-tenth of the trauma caused to them by the Titans.
Beside Alexrilla, a golden light flashed, and a huge golden dragon appeared—it was Ignis.
The reason why Alexrilla suddenly counterattacked the Dark Frost Giant Lord was because she had received the message from Ignis.
Ignis looked solemnly at the majestic black and blue giant whose legs were submerged in the boundless sea in the distance. He blasted nine world-destroying meteorites with one punch. He watched the endless light and heat burst out from his fist, almost becoming the second sun in the world.
"I am no match for this guy," Ignis said to Alexrilla with a helpless expression.
He had originally thought that the two dragons could deal with the Dark Frost Giant Lord, repelling it or even severely injuring it, but he didn't expect this outcome.
Although one of them was an ancient red dragon and the other an ancient gold dragon—almost at the top of the ordinary dragon bloodline—compared to the Dark Frost Giants who had obtained the blood of the Titans, they were still far behind.
"Among those of the same level, except for the atavistic dragon, there are probably not many beings who can beat this guy." Alexrilla nodded slightly but did not take the opportunity to laugh at Ignis's honesty.
The atavistic dragon Alexrilla spoke of was not the ancestral dragon. The ancestral dragon is the ultimate creature, comparable to the Titans. The atavistic dragon she referred to is a dragon that has the blood of the ancestral dragon in its veins.
The number of ancestral dragons is very small, but there are still many atavistic dragons.
However, distributed throughout the boundless star realms, their number is terrifyingly low.
At least Alexrilla and Ignis, two true dragons who have lived nearly ten thousand years combined, have never encountered an atavistic dragon.
"Then what should we do next?" Alexrilla asked Ignis with a frown.
"We have to go to Dragon Island first." Ignis also had a headache, but he didn't panic.
After all, there is a floating island on Dragon Island.
Although it is only a small floating island, it is still possible to explode with all his strength under the control of Ignis and defeat the Dark Frost Giant Lord, who is in the state of the fallen Titan's divine blood.
As for suppressing and killing, Ignis felt a bit uncertain.
If this floating island were in the void of the star realms and controlled by Ignis, who had broken through to high-level legend, he would be able to suppress the Dark Frost Giant Lord (when in its prime state and not sealing its own strength).
In the material plane, the power of floating islands is limited by the strength of the controller, and the power that can be exerted is naturally reduced a lot.
The thousand-meter-tall black and blue giant blasted nine world-destroying meteorites with one punch. Amidst the endless light and heat, the giant was unscathed.
No, he still suffered some injuries. White bone was exposed on the huge fist of the Dark Frost Giant Lord, but the injury fully recovered in almost the blink of an eye.
When Crimson Mother Alexrilla and Ancient Gold Dragon Ignis saw this, a solemn look flashed in their dragon eyes.
"Don't resist," Ignis decided immediately.
Two beams of teleportation light fell from the sky, shrouding the two giant dragons, Ignis and Alexrilla, and then disappeared over the North Sea.
This scene was seen by the Dark Frost Giant Lord, and a trace of anger flashed in his terrifying giant eyes.
"Damn that gold dog and red bitch!"
If the Ancient Gold Dragon hadn't used a special method—since this space had been blocked by him—then the Crimson Mother would not have been able to teleport away and could only flee with her physical body.
And with the speed of the Crimson Mother after being severely damaged, there was no way she could escape the pursuit of the Dark Frost Giant Lord.
The towering black and blue giant, one thousand meters tall, quickly shrunk, and in an instant, he returned to his normal form of more than a hundred meters tall, panting slightly.
Using the fallen Titan's divine blood consumes a great deal of energy, and Thorne can only use it as an explosive trump card. He cannot use it on a regular basis.
The Dark Frost Giant Lord hovered above the North Sea. After resting for a moment, a cold light flashed through his dark ink-like eyes, and he gritted his teeth and said,
"No matter what, Alexrilla, you can't run away."
The next moment, the Dark Frost Giant Lord disappeared.
In the Tal Plane, in the eastern part of the main continent, in the boundless ancient forest of poisonous miasma...
The Dark Frost Giant Lord appeared here.
His tyrannical spiritual power swept around. After a moment, the Dark Frost Giant Lord nodded with satisfaction and said,
"Very well, this is it."
The Dark Frost Giant Lord focused his thoughts, and a bit of black light flew out from his chest and fell to the ground.
The black light suddenly surged after touching the ground, and after a moment, it turned into a huge dark portal—the Gate of the Abyss.
The Dark Frost Giant Lord exhaled slowly, then his eyes focused. A terrifying aura emanated from his body, and a pitch-black crystal slowly emerged from his forehead.
The jet-black crystal was not much larger than a thumb, but it exuded terrifying and restrained power.
This pitch-black crystal is the materialization of part of the power of the Abyss.
The weakest city controlled by an Abyss Lord is the small Abyss City. Above that, there are medium-sized, large, heavy cities, and the royal city of the Lord of the Abyss Plane.
The essence of these Abyssal Cities is an Abyssal Heart, also known as the Heart of the City. If you want to obtain the Abyssal Heart, you generally can only do so through bloody battles in the Abyss. There is also a chance of obtaining it by pleasing the will of the Abyss.
The Heart of the Abyss can not only build an Abyssal City protected by the will of the Abyss, but it can also be used to craft powerful items and equipment, and can even be integrated into one's own body to enhance strength.
And, open the Door to the Abyss.
The Dark Frost Giant Lord is a powerful lord who controls a large Abyss City in the Eternal Night and Winter Plane of the Abyss.
In addition to the powerful Abyssal Hearts used to build large Abyss Cities, the Dark Frost Giant Lord also possessed additional Abyssal Hearts.
At this time, he planned to use this extra Abyssal Heart to build an Abyss Gate to connect to the Abyssal Plane of Eternal Night and Winter.
"Although it is only an intermediate Heart of the Abyss, it is enough," Thorne said to himself.
The intermediate Heart of the Abyss is the core component used to build a medium-sized Abyss City. If placed in the Abyss, it would stir jealousy in many weak Abyss Lords and legendary demons.
If you want to have status in the Abyss, the easiest way is to obtain the Heart of the Abyss and become an Abyss Lord. Whether it is the lord of a small city or a medium one, their status is higher than that of most Abyssal creatures—high and above.
The pitch-black crystal turned into a black light and fell into the tightly closed Abyss Gate below.
A buzzing sound.
After the Heart of the Abyss layer merged into the Gate of the Abyss, complex black secret lines appeared on the pitch-black gate. At the same time, the Gate of the Abyss slowly floated up from the ground and rose to a height of a hundred meters in the air. Dark secret patterns extended from the Gate of the Abyss, taking root in the void like roots.
All kinds of negative energy began to emanate from the Gate of the Abyss.
After seeing that the time was right, the Dark Frost Giant Lord roared,
"Open the Door to the Abyss!"
There was a rumbling sound, and the majestic ancient Abyss Portal slowly opened, revealing the black and blue vortex behind it.
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At the same time.
The Abyss—a plane of eternal night and cold winter—has been invaded by frost for hundreds of millions of years. In a certain corner, a vortex slowly emerged over a large abyssal city covering an area of more than hundreds of millions of square kilometers.
When first seen, the vortex was only a few meters in diameter. However, as time passed, the vortex slowly expanded to several kilometers in size, hanging above this large abyssal city like a nebula vortex very close at hand.
This large abyssal city is the city controlled by the Dark Frost Giant Lord Thorn and is called Frost City.
There are more than 10 billion resident demons.
With the appearance of the nebula vortex, the powerful demons in Frost City sensed something and looked toward the nebula vortex.
Then—
"Ho ho ho! Here comes the fresh and delicious material plane!!"
"Praise be to the great Frost Lord!"
"Team up! Team up! Let's get a larger, stronger legendary human shield!!"
As if a piece of honey were thrown at the door of an ant nest, countless demons instantly became excited, ready to move and unbearably hungry.
Hundreds of demons waved their flesh wings, trying to rush into the Whirlpool Nebula immediately. The other demons below, who were ready to move but remained patient, saw this scene and had mocking looks on their lips.
"A bunch of brainless things."
Amidst the mocking gazes of the other demons, a huge abyssal mouth appeared in front of the Whirlpool Nebula and swallowed the hundreds of demons in one go.
There were also several powerful demons among them, but these demons—powerful enough to destroy mountains and human cities—had no ability to resist the huge mouth of the abyss and were swallowed up in an instant.
The giant mouth of the abyss chewed a few times, opened its eyes, and slowly emerged from the dim void.
This is a giant frost beast that exceeds 10,000 meters in size.
"The master has issued an order. You can enter now. Remember, all entrants must hand over half of the harvested souls."
The frost giant beast slowly spoke, then crawled on top of the nebula vortex, staring at the countless demons below.
The pair of red evil eyes, facing the ice-blue pupils of the frost beast like the bright sun, moved away one after another with respectful expressions—at least they were respectful on the surface.
The frost behemoth 'Chitrata' is the Frost Lord's battle mount, and it is also a starry sky behemoth that has reached a high level of legend.
In the cold starry space of the star realms, there are also living creatures surviving.
Among them, those that are huge in size and far exceed the size of creatures in the material plane are collectively called starry sky beasts.
The number of starry sky monsters is low, but some of the weakest are legendary. Some are strong, such as the frost monster 'Chitrata'.
The starry sky beasts have no so-called professional training. They purely rely on their innately powerful bodies and bloodline talents to fight the Order. Usually, their brains are slightly lacking in spirituality—that is, they are not that smart.
After being allowed to enter, the demons who had been suppressed all vibrated their flesh wings and flew toward the nebula vortex high in the sky.
This situation was like a dark torrent rushing endlessly.
The demons who could not fly gathered in the square of Frost City, where there were huge hollow demons.
There is a demiplane in the body of the hollow demon, which can usually hold thousands of demons.
Hollow demons that looked like big gray fish carried a large number of demons into the nebula vortex.
His eyes turned.
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On the main continent of the Tal plane, in the boundless ancient forest of poisonous miasma to the east—
Under the gaze of the Dark Frost Giant Lord, the vortex of the Gate of the Abyss rippled like a horizontal plane, and a large number of demons flew out. In just an instant, tens of thousands of demons poured out.
During this period, there was also a cavity demon more than 100 meters in size, carrying land demons and shuttling through.
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