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.

The siege was in its twelfth night. Whenever darkness fell, elite insectoid soldiers—abominations part-dragon, part-bat—swooped from the black skies to snatch bloodline warriors right off the ramparts. Even the covering fire of the defensive arrow towers couldn't stem the overwhelming tide of Crimson Wyverns. That was Tarn's name for them, the swarm's high-tier aerial cavalry.


"Brother, are the Horde reinforcements here yet?"


Tarn hefted his heavy mace, casually caving in the skull of a Crimson Wyvern shot down by the towers. Still unconvinced it was dead, he hammered its chest a few more times before resting the weapon on his shoulder and returning to his older brother, Fergus.


"The level of these Crimson Wyverns keeps rising!" Tarn grunted.


Chapter 1621 - Siege of Ironbone