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.

His confidence wasn't in himself. It was in the Deputy Commander's magical formations and the commander's absolute, overwhelming power.


I'm not a true demigod yet. Orion was self-aware enough to know his own understanding was limited, flawed. The smart play was to wait. To let the adrenaline fade, to walk through the entire sequence of events again, to analyze every move and patch any holes in his understanding.


In a deep, forgotten chasm, at the very bottom of the abyss, a bizarre, pulsating cocoon shattered. A strange demonic maggot wriggled free.


The newborn creature didn't scurry away. It began methodically consuming the fragments of its own shell, its mind already replaying the events that led it here.


That blade flash… the sheer world-breaking power in it… that had to be the work of a sixth-stage demigod. But who? Who is powerful enough to target me like that? An old enemy I made centuries ago? Who could it be?


Chapter 1221 - Seeds of Vengeance