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.

"Should I go and attend the Elven Prince's coronation ceremony or not?"


"Hmm, I need to think carefully about this…"


Just as Orion was pondering, a few succubus maidservants walked in from outside the door.


"My lord, Elder Drakthul requests an audience."


Orion's voice rang out calmly. A moment later, Drakthul arrived alone in the reception hall.


Orion snapped out of his thoughts and fixed his gaze on Drakthul.


Thanks to the formidable prowess Orion had displayed, along with the growing power of the Stoneheart Horde, the five Giant Elders who had pledged allegiance—Drakthul, Marnok, Gormathar, Veldrok, and Grulbane—were gradually becoming more loyal. In most cases, Drakthul and the others preferred calling Orion "king" rather than "lord."


"Great king, there's a situation in the territory near our western coastline."


Chapter 440 - Patrol the western territory