Star Forge Titan

Although I still don't know why I traveled through time and space, and why I became the last descendant of the Titan.

But I want to be that kind of person.

Then, start from what is in front of you.

Chapter 99: Wanli makes things lighter

He is nearly six meters tall and looks like a walking half-giant who is like a small building.

At this moment, he actually retreated like a frightened child. His fierce face, covered with flesh and beard that stood out like steel needles, showed a hint of fear.

At the same time, Alvin also noticed that there was no strange implant installed on the head of this tall hybrid giant.

After a little thought, he came up with a possibility that was somewhat unexpected, but also reasonable.

Perhaps the common type of implant was not strong enough to penetrate the skull of the hybrid giant.

Recalling the skeleton of a real giant that he had seen before, Alvin clearly remembered how exaggeratedly thick the giant's skull was.

After all, their real thinking organ is still located in the brain of the main body. Although the large body created using biotechnology also has brain-like tissue in the head, its actual use is probably just to assist the driver in controlling the body.

The key armor used to protect the vehicle's 'operating system' is naturally not light or thin, so the giant's skull is very strong and surprisingly thick.

The physiological structure of the hybrid giant should be quite different from that of a real giant. Ivan even suspected that the hybrid giant was just an ordinary human or some other intelligent creature that came into contact with the blood or corpse of a giant and was affected by powerful biological genetic factors, resulting in a heritable benign (? ) mutation.

But no matter what, it seems that the characteristic of giants' thick skulls has most likely been inherited and preserved by half-blood giants.

Looking at the half-blood giant who was retreating in fear, Alvin sighed and didn't plan to continue attacking him.

Since this guy is not under complete control, there is no need to eliminate his ability to move by seriously injuring him.

Considering that the half-blood giant was not very smart, the euphemism made the whippers under the Witch King Hopet think that they could make this guy surrender with a combination of words and sticks, so they probably didn't make an implant controller of extra specifications to install on him. In any case, Ivan did not see the light emitted by the magic device on the head covered with messy hair.

"Hercules, you idiot, come on!" An exasperated voice came from the ruins.

Ivan looked up and saw a short, stern-looking man in a black robe. Protected by several slave gladiators, he hadn't been seriously injured by the house collapse, but he was still covered in dirt and looked quite miserable.

As for the few slave gladiators who protected him, almost all of them were injured, and some even had their hands and feet broken by building debris.

There are only three people who are still able to move.

Two of these three people are extraordinary people. The remaining Hercules, with his body of a half-giant, can rely on brute force to fight against many low-level extraordinary people even without undergoing the promotion ceremony, and even gain a certain advantage.

Overall, they were much stronger than the team they had encountered previously. Xinran, even though they were all Whippers, they were divided into different levels.

"Woo woo." The half-blood giant called Hercules curled up his body, looking very scared.

When the whipper swung the whip in his hand vigorously, he squatted on the spot with his hands on his head.

Is it the "elephant rope theory" or "learned helplessness"?

Simply put, it is the distorted cognition cultivated by the desperate situation that was once irresistible.

A similar story is probably about tying an elephant with a rope when it is young, which it cannot break free from at that time. Once the elephant has completely given up trying to break free, even when it grows up, it will not try to break free from the rope that it can break with just a slight pull.

The Whipper's treatment of the hybrid giant was probably based on a similar theory.

Otherwise, how could a giant who is now nearly six meters tall be afraid of a short whip that is less than fifty centimeters long?

Under the threat of the Whipper, the half-giant called Hercules howled and swung his fists at Ivan's side.

Yes, even though the shadow left by his childhood has extended to the present, the half-blood giant has no intention of continuing to attack the black-haired boy in front of him.

"Hercules, smash! Hercules doesn't like smashing little people! Hercules hates dirty hands!"

Mud and gravel were smashed everywhere by the huge fist of the half-blood giant, and unclear roars or cries came out of his mouth. The common language he used was very unstandard, and was vaguely mixed with some Norse.

The Norse language, common among the northern barbarian tribes, was also spoken by the half-giant families scattered across the continent. These large, nomadic families had surprisingly good relations with the northern barbarian tribes, especially the more resourceful tribes closer to the south. The two sides often collaborated on raids and other similar ventures.

Later, the northern ice fields were incorporated into Elrond's territory. The Demon King who mastered the power of the secret transformation led his demon nobles and quickly taught the northern barbarian tribes near the south the fine traditions of singing and dancing. This also allowed the giant families in the north to migrate to other parts of the continent.

"My grandfather probably doesn't know your grandfather, but it's hard to say whether our ancestors knew each other." In the chaotic battle with flying rocks, Alvin sighed helplessly.

Then he took a step, and the rhythm of his breathing changed.

It was as if a violent storm had blown up on the spot. The half-blood giant who was waving his fists wildly felt his feet go empty, and then he was rolled into a ball by Evan and thrown high into the air.

That scene was much more exciting than the sea lion jostling a ball in the circus, and it was even a little scary. Anyway, when Gripi saw this scene from outside, his jaw almost dislocated and fell to the ground, and his small eyes seemed to be almost twice as wide as usual.

The half-blood giant, with his limbs off the ground, was shaken up and down, screaming in fear and curling up into a ball.

Ivan smiled, raised his foot and kicked the ball, using the force string to control the control of "force" like a football goalkeeper kicking the ball, kicking the hybrid giant far out of the city.

He planned to let this big guy, who was not aggressive by nature, fly away, and then discuss with Heidi and others how to deal with this big guy who was precious but could cause trouble.

Seeing this scene, the Goblin Whipper who was holding a short whip and shouting wildly was stunned. He didn't even care about the chains in his hand falling to the ground. While loudly ordering other slave gladiators to entangle Ivan, he turned around and rushed to the dark alley not far away.

But before it could stretch its short legs and run two meters away, Gripi, who was well prepared, opened his arms and pounced like a rugby player launching an interception.

The sturdy and strong dwarf warrior hugged the Goblin Lasher tightly from behind, then turned it sideways and threw it to the ground.

Click!

"Ohhhhhhhh!"

The goblin's screams rang out loudly.

"I thought I heard the sound of bones breaking."

After watching the half-blood giant disappear outside the city wall, Alvin turned around and saw this scene, and couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

"And more than one."

After saying that, he raised his right hand alone, and activated the secret of Lan Dou Sheng Quan - force string control!

With just one grip, the few remaining slave gladiators who could still move fell silent in an instant.

Chapter 100: Forest Shepherd

In fact, the force control that Alvin now possesses is far from reaching the ultimate level of the Lan Dou Sheng Quan.

At his current level, apart from being able to rely on the magic power, or 'Chi', within his body to divert and deflect any external forces he came into contact with, the maximum distance over which he could transmit power using space as a medium was probably only about a 20-meter radius centered on himself.

However, combined with the amazing strength attributes gained from the Titan bloodline combined with the mystical ritual transformation and other enhancements, this has made him almost invincible in battles of regular intensity.

Although Alvin could have done this relying on his extraordinary attributes, the advantage brought to him by the Storm Fighting Holy Fist was almost overwhelming for enemies who had no solution to deal with it.

The whippers under the Witch King Hopetoor have experienced this firsthand.

What is the strongest boxing technique that has been passed down from one lineage to another? Just one punch!

By constantly interrogating the captured whippers one by one, the city of Ismailia became particularly lively tonight due to the deliberate stirring of Ivan and Gripi. From time to time, you can see crooked figures flying more than ten meters into the air with screams, or moving sideways for half a block like a fired cannonball and then crashing into the depths of the wall.

"So, you came back with this big trophy?" Heidi crossed her arms across her chest, highlighting her body curves, but the expression on the female mage's face was a bit helpless and troubled.

"Well, don't the Northmen and the half-giants have a good relationship? Besides, he is the only slave gladiator who is not equipped with that weird thing. I feel like we can't just leave him there like that." Alvin scratched his cheek embarrassedly.

Beside him, Hercules, who was curled up and even trying to make himself look smaller, had an aggrieved look on his face.

In fact, this hybrid giant who looks nearly six meters tall is actually a child of only thirteen years old.

Hell, a thirteen-year-old kid who's over five meters tall, judging by the human physiological cycle, he's only just entered puberty, right?

"Really..." Heidi sighed, holding her forehead.

Then she walked forward and came to the side of the half-giant Hercules.

Although he was obviously much taller than the other party, Hercules showed a look of fear under the gaze of the ice-blue eyes. He shrank behind Ivan, not even considering that it made any difference whether he hid or not given his size.

The female mage couldn't help but raise her eyebrows when she saw this, and the small and delicate facial lines at the corners of her eyes that looked like teardrops also moved.

"Reversion to ancestral blood? Well, that's quite rare."

This phenomenon is extremely rare and basically only occurs in rare races that inherit ancient bloodlines. Individuals who experience atavism are often closer to the source of their bloodline than other individuals of the same race, and their physiological structure will also undergo corresponding changes.

"Yeah, I didn't expect that he had such a long beard yet he was only about thirteen years old as a human. The ecology of the half-giants is really amazing. Oh, sorry, did I hurt you?" After pulling Hercules' beard, Ivan apologized and let go of his hand amid the former's dissatisfied murmurs.

Next to him, Greeppi, who saw this scene, couldn't help but show an envious expression.

As a young dwarf, although he started growing a beard after adulthood, the slow growth cycle of the long-lived race has made his beard only about the length of a palm, and the beard ring is not very secure.

In fact, Alvin also discovered that if the huge beard was cut off, the face of the mixed-blood giant Hercules would still be a little round with baby fat, and it was indeed a baby face that had not fully grown up.

Furthermore, judging by his combat performance, while he hasn't even fully developed his basic moral values, he's not a naturally bloodthirsty villain. Contrary to his unusual appearance, he even somewhat dislikes fighting.

Apart from the first punch thrown in anger, he continued to swing his fists only because he was forced by the whipper.

So, this child should be able to become a good person after some teaching.

Oh, as for the Goblin Lasher whose spine was broken by Grippy, it was severely injured. After being captured, it struggled for about five minutes before its head tilted and it died completely. Grippy provided it with a little "help" during this process.

However, perhaps it was out of unwillingness to die alone, or because he received a little "help" from the Dwarf Bloodsworn Avenger.

The goblin caught by the two men finally chose to give in. It said that it was the deputy leader of the Whippers who was most trusted by the Witch King Hope. Considering the goblin race's desire for power that was twisted to a pathological degree, Ivan couldn't say how much bragging was in it, but this guy then gritted his teeth and told them the hiding places of several other Whippers.

Hence the excitement of tonight.

The Witch King Hopt's men are mainly concentrated in the slums. They replace the previous gangs and quietly establish new vibrant social groups to rule.

However, after tonight, all the other whippers in the area except the opponent's base camp have been dealt with one by one by Alvin and Grippy. They should choose to lie dormant for a short period of time, at least to find out who attacked them before taking action again.

"Very well, I will arrange a caravan to secretly take the older child away from Ismailia."

"However, he also has to do some work, at least he has to carry the food he consumes himself."

Heidi said with a stern face:

"Hercules likes to pull carts!" Upon hearing this, the half-blood giant was not angry at all. Instead, he raised his hands high and carefully cheered, trying to suppress it.

Perhaps it was the natural affinity of the giant blood towards the Titans. Although Hercules was simple and honest, he listened to Ivan very much. Ivan had previously reminded him not to make too much noise, and he had always remembered it.

As if recalling some memories from the past, Hercules' originally happy face suddenly showed some sorrow that did not belong to a child, and there were even faint tears in his eyes.

"Mom likes Hercules to help her pull the cart the most, and she also likes Hercules to help her plant trees. Hercules likes to pull the cart, and Hercules also likes to plant trees..." The half-blood giant touched the corner of his eyes, squatted on the ground and muttered softly.

Half-giants live a semi-nomadic life in the wild as family units, so they often put all their belongings on one or two carriages, and then just drag the carriages themselves when moving, just like ordinary people dragging suitcases when traveling.

The half-giant families who enjoyed planting trees were mostly from the Ueki clan, which lived near the Great Wilderness Forest. Influenced by the local druidic beliefs, they often used the names of trees like beech and oak as their surnames. They were also very skilled in planting and were considered excellent gardeners.

Therefore, these half-giant families are often hired by druids or elves to carry out large-scale afforestation work.

The best giant gardeners among them can even make a forest occupy an equal area of ​​desert out of thin air within a year, so they are also called forest shepherds.

However, for an underage half-giant like Hercules to appear alone in the Silent Desert, he must have been abducted or suffered something even more tragic.

Heidi patted Hercules' knee. Although the female wizard from the northern tribe was taller than ordinary women, she could only pat him so hard. The latter seemed to feel the kindness in her heart. He couldn't help but sniffed and grinned, trying to show a big smile, which made the female wizard laugh as well.

"What are you going to do next?" Heidi coughed lightly, put away the smile that inadvertently appeared on her face, and turned to look at Ivan and Grippy.

The two reckless men who acted without hesitation and disrupted the situation overnight looked at each other.

"I will take responsibility and persuade the dwarves in the city to temporarily evacuate." Grippy said solemnly:

"If that's the case, I'm willing to hire them for a while." Heidi nodded, then showed a somewhat cunning look.

"After all, most dwarves are quite good craftsmen."

"Ah, you are indeed a big businessman." Ivan chuckled and joked:

"Humph, you also owe me a favor." The female mage glared at the young fellow from the North and said unhappily:

"Okay, okay." The black-haired boy, who had something to ask for help, touched his nose and showed a helpless expression.

At this point, this chaotic night is finally over.

Chapter 101: Ambitious People

"Bye." At the end of the caravan, Hercules looked back every three steps, with a look of reluctance, yet also of great joy at regaining his freedom.

Looking at the big kid in the distance who was pulling a small cart, which was actually a horse-drawn carriage full of goods, and greeting him with a smile on his face, Alvin couldn't help but smile.

It was already the morning of the second day after the riot. Considering the rarity of half-blood giants, Hercules needed to send them away as soon as possible to avoid suspicion on his side, so the above scene happened.

The name Hercules is likely a variation of a Titan's name passed down from ancient times. Using the names of legendary figures, or slightly modified variations of them, as names has been a common practice throughout history.

For example, a thousand years ago, among the swarm of mecha bugs created by the Giant Kingdom, there was a character in Ghost in the Shell who called himself a variant of the same name.

This cultural change across time makes Alvin quite emotional.

But soon, he had to focus and start working on new tasks.

"This is the internal map of the Shaye Palace." In the secret underground laboratory, Heidi spread a map covered with various routes on the table.