Titan Slayers Novels & Stories

A jagged limb shot upward, piercing into the Titan’s side. Lyra flinched as the feedback surged. Not pain But strain. Massive. Unstable. The Titan didn’t stop. It grabbed the creature and lifted it. The sheer force of it ripped the entity free from the sand, dragging it upward before slamming it back down with overwhelming power. The battlefield trembled again. For a moment, it looked like victory. Then, the system flickered. Lyra’s vision distorted. Just slightly. But enough. A command flashed. [REDIRECT TITAN PRIORITY]

He unleashed a massive burst of his pitch-black shadow void, wrapping his aura around the titan's arm, completely smothering the intense heat of the lava before delivering a devastating, physical downward slash! CRASH! Caelum’s broadsword bit into the titan’s shoulder, tearing through ten feet of solid granite and magma in a single terrifying display of Apex physical strength! The titan roared in stone-shattering pain as Caelum gracefully landed on his feet, immediately spinning to send a secondary wave of black void fire into its core! Meanwhile Queen Lyra danced across the floor of the arena, a vision of deadly golden light.

His veins popped out across his body as his figure gradually fused with the Titan's Seal, pressing down with the momentum of vast thunder to suppress everything below. The Titan's Seal, filled with boundless killing intent, collided with Lawrence's Sixfold Carnage Fist, causing a vast torrent of energy to burst apart. It was followed by what seemed like the screams of purgatory ringing across the sky. There were countless currents of energy rippling out in all directions. Ashton and Flint, who were standing on the deathmatch stage, both looked alarmed and scrambled back quickly, not wanting to get caught in the deadly maelstrom. Those dreadful ripples of energy rippled upward, and the very f

I bit down hard on my tongue to stay conscious, grabbing Lucian’s arm. "Save the baby… please, save the baby… Lucian, I’m begging you…" Selena suddenly started bleeding, letting out a terrified scream. Lucian shook off my hand and rebuked me, "If the baby’s gone, that’s your own fault. If you hadn’t been so vicious and pushed Selena, would this have happened?" I could barely stand, yet it felt like a dull blade was carving my heart open, blood pouring endlessly. "No… Lucian, please… save the baby. I’m begging you. Save our child. Just call a doctor—"

And far beyond that, like a mirage of heaven, the Citadel gleamed against the sky, daring him to dream. The quarry was already alive with noise by the time Tunde arrived, picks clanging against rock, engines sputtering, and the occasional crackle of static from the Citadel drones overhead. People moved like ants below the pit walls, heads bowed, backs bent, chasing the shimmer of Adrium in the dirt like it was salvation.

Ayla widened her eyes, unable to believe what I was saying. "I've researched the subject, and it happens a lot more than you might think. Many slaves have wolves and most of them aren't Omega wolves, but Betas, Gammas and some Alphas... So to control these people, they give them daily doses of silver and wolfsbane, always increasing the doses... Some even use other poisons and anesthetics." Ayla is suspicious, and I understand. "You can read about it, as I said before... I banned slavery when I took power, it's all written in the historical books. Of course, there are still a few cases where this punishment is carried out, but they are very rare and very specific."

Having a small stay in this small yet cozy tavern has become part of their everyday habit as soon as the moon shows up. “Hahh, this tastes so good! ” “Cheers!” "HAHAAHAH, AND I SMASH IT IN ONE GO! BOOSH, HAH, I NEVER THOUGHT I WOULD KILL A BUNCH OF SLIMES IN AN INSTANT. IT WAS TOO ANNOYING." “Now that you mentioned it, it feels like the forest is getting weird.” "YOU, SCARDY CAT!!” Cups of their drinks can be heard clashing down the table. Although it wasn’t in the form of taking out their anger, they all know that this is just how adventurers act when they turn high due to the alcohol kicking in their system.

Tatum yelled, pointing at Sebastian. "What the hell are you looking at? Are you sick of living?" Titan slapped a passing old lady. The old lady had been planning to buy some house protection charms from Sebastian, but Titan slapped her so hard that she fell to the ground, blood trickling out of the corner of her mouth. Titan didn't even look twice at the old lady. He felt that anyone who even glanced their way twice when the Caelbane Sect was conducting their business deserved to die! Slapping her was already an act of mercy.

Something that didn't belong in a "Real World." A **Titan** stepped out of the shadows. It was thirty feet tall, its body made of rusted iron and pulsing violet tubes. It had the face of a man, but the eyes were giant searchlights. On its chest, a large silver logo was etched into the metal: **AETHEL-GROUP: ASSET RECOVERY**. "Subject 01 and Donor 04," the Titan’s voice boomed, sounding like a thousand speakers blowing out at once. "You have exceeded your 'Independence' quota. Please remain still while your 'Conflict Data' is harvested."

It crawled. "Target... active..." it skipped. It was dragging itself toward me. I reached for my railgun. It was gone, lost in the fall. I reached for my sidearm. The holster was empty. I had my knife. An obsidian blade, six inches long. The Titan was ten feet away. It was leaking violet fluid that hissed where it touched the star-metal. "You... don't... quit," I murmured. "Mission... parameters... absolute," the Titan said.