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.

Giant City—despite the name, it actually belonged to the gnomes.


Blood Elf Elanor arrived here with boarfolk Boarion and another Blood Elf in tow, all of them fleeing from the north.


King Brimli of Giant City made a welcoming gesture, guiding Elanor and the other two into a massive palace.


"Ms. Elanor, what's the situation in Whitecloud City these days?"


The gnome king's question left Elanor impassive, though Boarion's expression darkened. After all, Boarion was missing an arm—clear evidence of what had happened back in Whitecloud City.


There was no way boarfolk Boarion could hide his suspicion that Gnome Brimli was just rubbing it in.


"It's not looking good," Elanor said. "For some reason, the invading races from the north have banded together like glue, and there are way too many of them."


Chapter 340 - Staying means certain death