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.

As the Wyvern King's injuries grew increasingly severe, even its roars began to carry a tone of despair and sorrow.


Vexis sighed. If she didn't stop the summoning formation now and go to the Wyvern King's aid, the latter would undoubtedly perish.


Just as Vexis was preparing to halt the formation for the second time, a familiar yet strangely distant voice reached her.


If the summoning formation were to stop, the cave spiders and cavalry regiment Orion had brought would be wiped out in a very short time.


Even the wyvern armies Leonidas had brought would ultimately suffer the same fate.


Because those Windfoot Freaks, capable of unleashing wind blades, and the Bloodreavers, who could transform and fly, were both formidable opponents for the wyverns.


The enemy's numbers were simply too great; without the assistance of the undead armies, the subordinates Orion and Leonidas had brought could not possibly resist them.


Chapter 737 - This is just the beginning