All Chapters of The Forgotten Titan's Resurgence: Chapter 631 - Chapter 640

A terrifying sense of crisis materialized. Pope of Light didn't dare to waste another second. His wings trembled violently as he flickered through the air at high speed.But that crisis never made contact."Slash!"A single word echoed like a clap of thunder.A sword light descended from the sky—swift, precise, and ruthless—cleaving down onto one of the Pope's wings.The Pope let out a cry of pain. One of his wings was severed."How can this be?" He found it unbelievable.Gritting his teeth, he glared at Chase, eyes fixed on the Heaven-Asking Sword floating above Chase's head."The Soaring Blade Technique! You actually know the legendary Soaring Blade Technique!" The Pope was both shocked and furious.The ancient land of Dasovia had birthed many mystical and powerful techniques, but many of them had been lost to time. The Soaring Blade Technique was supposed to be one of those lost arts.The Soaring Blade Technique was highly effective against the Pope's angelic form. The she

Gideon's punch carried the full might of the Doombringer Knuckle, infused with the power of the Mystic Supreme Bone. It was a truly powerful strike.Both the fist and palm collided.The Supreme Doombringer Knuckle shattered on impact. However, the Pope's palm strike also dimmed, cracks spreading across its surface."Solar Titan Fist!" Gideon roared.Unleashing another powerful strike, he completely obliterated the shadow palm."Interesting. Kid, I don't know how you're able to unleash supreme-level powers as an eighth-tier transcendent, but this alone proves that you are a rare prodigy."You must be from Dasovia. I'm honestly envious. Dasovia is truly full of talents. You're so young, yet you've already reached this level. Who knows? You might be the next Chase!"Which is exactly why I can't let you live!" The Pope's voice carried an unmistakable murderous intent.At that moment, Chase spoke, "A so-called pope and a top warrior attacking a junior? Have you no shame?"Then, a

The reason Gideon had temporarily left earlier was to pilot the Ghostler to Bandit's Hollow, where he had gathered the eerie mist. It was his only weapon against a supreme. Without it, he had no chance in a direct confrontation.Fortunately, he had arrived just in time. And as planned, he had managed to trouble the Pope.However, Yohan made his move."Karmic Bloomfire."A fiery red light shot up into the sky, illuminating the sky. Along with it, a red lotus slowly emerged, wreathed in flames.As the Karmic Bloomfire descended, it combined with Pope's Light's Fire. Together, they burned away the last remaining traces of the eerie mist.Then, at that very moment, Chase suddenly struck with a devastating punch. His fist sent the Pope plummeting straight down, crashing violently into the ground below.Without hesitation, Chase followed up. With a single backhanded slash, he split apart the Karmic Bloomfire and charged straight at Yohan.Gideon, now free of immediate danger, didn't

What a sight it was!800 avian alpha beasts pulling a bronze coffin… There was no need for words. Its sheer presence alone was enough to shake the soul.The entire battlefield froze, and a deathly silence fell. Only the sound of the 800 avian alpha beasts dragging the coffin could be heard."Your Majesty, I've completed my mission! The dragon vein is here!" the man in the robes, exuding an air of otherworldly wisdom, called out.His status was supreme. He was none other than the national advisor of Dasovia, Morgan Glass. Though he held no official role in governance, his words carried immense weight."Damn it!"At that moment, Yohan's expression shifted, realization dawning upon him. His voice grew heavy. "We've been played!""What?" The Pope was visibly shaken, his eyes filled with uncertainty.Now, Chase's true intentions were as clear as day.Indeed, here in Asgard Plains, he couldn't harness Dasovia's energy. However, an S-class dragon vein alone was enough to grant Chase

"You are nothing! How dare you fight over something that belongs to me?" These two sentences were especially grating, echoing through the battlefield, lingering endlessly. The Pope was so humiliated and furious that his face turned red."Chase Cook!" He was seething with murderous intent. "I want you dead! Attack!"With a hoarse roar, the Pope's body erupted in divine radiance, releasing an energy even more overwhelming than before.At the same time, behind him, an enormous angelic phantom emerged. It was bigger and more terrifying than the one before.The biggest difference was that the previous angelic phantom had two pairs of wings. Now, this angelic phantom had three pairs of wings. Even the Pope himself had manifested three tangible pairs of wings."Interesting." Chase smirked, his lips curling into a cold sneer. "No matter how many wings you grow, in the end, you're still nothing. You're unworthy of a grand stage."The Pope, already consumed by rage, nearly coughed up blo