It was the fourth day of Shelby's training.
Just like Zane, he had already cleared nearly all the missions—wiping out tribes of Celestials, annihilating entire clans, and toppling their kingdoms one after another.
But those victories hadn't come easily.
During the kingdom invasions, Shelby had died multiple times—each time learning, adapting, and pushing his limits further.
Now, only one mission remained: the Troops of Titans—a force comprising ten Titan Lords and hundreds of Titan Warriors beneath them.
As he ventured deeper, Shelby finally encountered his first Titan Warrior.
"So this is a Titan?" he asked, studying the towering figure ahead.
Zane nodded. "Be careful. They've got no real weaknesses—strong martial skill, unbreakable physique, and terrifying magical abilities. I'd suggest you use your weapon this time."
Shelby smirked. "Weapon? My hands and legs are my weapons."
