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.

That kind of resolve? The Blood Elf Race didn't have it. The Dwarves of old didn't have it. Even the Human Kingdom lacked it.


That was precisely why Aldous and the Ogre Race held such a singular, exalted position within the Stoneheart Horde.


"Finally," Lycanor addressed Rommath's third question, her voice dropping an octave. "The Stoneheart Horde has absolutely no interest in the human territories."


"No interest?" Rommath blinked, confused. "What does that mean?"


Then, the realization hit him like a physical blow.


"You mean... in the face of this coming disaster, even the Stoneheart Horde is contracting its defensive lines?"


This wasn't good news. For the Blood Elves, it was a death knell. As a King, Rommath had enough strategic foresight to see the writing on the wall. If the apex predators were hunkering down, the prey didn't stand a chance.


Chapter 1456 - Lose to Gain