The might of the Jaw Titan

Eren sat on his horse between the two armies, waiting for the Khal on the other side to come over.

He watched the Khal approach with several Guards, riding to a spot ten meters away from him.

Seeing that Eren looked twelve or thirteen, the Khal opposite him chuckled and said, "Hey, little brat, don't tell me you're that so-called king. That's hilarious. Show me this great power you're supposed to have. Hahaha!"

With that, he burst out laughing, and the Guards he had brought laughed along. He had originally wanted to see the Khal prophesied to possess great power, only to discover upon meeting him that he was a little brat. He could not imagine what great power a little brat could possibly have.

"You people, do you know who you're standing in front of..."

Hearing them insult Eren, Modun spoke up angrily, but before he could finish, Eren interrupted him with a wave.

Looking at them as they laughed, Eren said, "Although judging by the way you're acting, it doesn't seem very likely, I still have to ask: are you willing to submit to me? As for what sort of power I possess, do you see that?"

Eren pointed behind his army, where the Pure Titans were walking over from the rear.

The Khal looked in the direction Eren pointed. At the sight of the distant Pure Titans, he felt a little bewildered, because he had never seen people so tall. From the Titans' size, they could also judge what sort of strength they possessed. Though he felt a little panicked, the army of tens of thousands behind him gave him great confidence.

After all, these Pure Titans were not as tall as Eren was after transforming, nor did they have his armor or ability to use weapons.

In this Khal's eyes, although these Titans stood over ten meters tall, they wore no armor, while all the warriors of his Khalasar had horses and were superb archers. These Titans might be frightening, but to them, they were nothing more than living targets.

Of course, the main reason was that these people did not know how powerful the Titans' regenerative abilities were. Even if their arrows hit, as long as the napes of their necks remained unharmed, these Titans could recover quickly. Put plainly, they had never experienced the Titans' terror and did not know to fear them.

So the Khal stubbornly said, "These Titans might be frightening, but to us Dothraki, they're nothing more than living targets. If you think having Titans means you possess great power, you'd better hurry home and suck your mother's milk, little brat."

Watching these people underestimate the Titans, Eren felt certain they thought that, tall as the Titans were, they were still flesh and blood, and that keeping their distance on horseback and firing arrows would be enough to wear them down and kill them.

Unfortunately, if they had been facing Giants native to the world of Game of Thrones, they could indeed have worn them down that way. But what they faced now was a terrifying Giants Corps with no thoughts, no fear of injury, and the ability to recover quickly even when wounded.

Their response did not surprise Eren. When he first sought to talk to them, he had indeed intended to bring them into his fold if he could. On the other hand, luring this Khal here also allowed him to carry out a Decapitation Strike directly and minimize the harm to the Khalasar. After all, they would all be his subjects in the future.

Eren watched them rely on their tens of thousands of Dothraki Screamers and dismiss the threat of the Titans. They did not even believe Eren had the ability to wipe them all out here.

After all, every Khal was the strongest warrior in his Khalasar.

After glancing at them, Eren said to Modun, "I'll leave the rest to you, Modun. Don't disappoint me. I'll go to the rear and back you up."

With that, Eren turned his horse to return to his army. Thinking he was afraid, the Khal said to him, "Is the little brat going home to suck his mother's milk? Hahahaha!"

With that, he laughed again, and even the Bloodriders accompanying him joined in mocking Eren.

Hearing them insult Eren again, Modun took out a small knife beside them. As he prepared to place the blade against his palm, he said, "Don't worry. You'll soon know the terror of the Titans. Die in fear of them."

With that, Modun dragged the knife hard across his palm. Instantly, a bolt of lightning struck, and a burst of yellow light flashed, nearly blinding them. When the light faded, a Titan with a mask on his head, sharp fangs, and claws stood before them.

Seeing a person suddenly turn into a Titan before him, the Khal immediately panicked, because they were very close to this Titan.

After transforming into a Titan, Modun looked at the people on the ground like a god looking at ants. He slammed his palm down hard in front of him, instantly smashing the Khal and the few people nearest him into the ground. Blood spattered everywhere, leaving nothing but a mangled pulp on the ground.

Those farther back were fortunate enough to have been flung away by the earlier impact. Though badly injured and thrown from their horses, they ignored their wounds and limped toward their own Khalasar, moving very slowly but running nonetheless.

Modun looked at the blood on his transformed palm. Only now, after taking human lives as a Titan, did he understand precisely how mighty the Power of the Giants was. Before him, human lives were like fireworks, gone in an instant. Never before had he felt life's fragility as he did now, or taken other people's lives so quickly.

Modun looked at the limping man ahead. The distance this man had covered using every bit of strength he had left took Modun just two steps to catch up.

Looking at him, Modun remembered pressing ants to death one by one with his finger while playing as a child. Before his Titan form, wasn't this man just like an ant? He extended a finger, wanting to relive his childhood fun.

Seeing the Titan's finger drawing closer and closer, the fleeing man ran harder in an even greater panic. Unfortunately, the difference in height was not so easily overcome. Modun pinned him to the ground with a single finger. As Modun applied more and more force, he struggled desperately and howled with all his strength, but the only result was another patch of minced flesh on the ground.

Looking at the strength he now possessed, Modun threw back his head and roared at the sky, then raced toward the opposing Khalasar on all fours.

Seeing a Titan charging toward them, the people opposite him repeatedly called for arrows to be fired at Modun.

Seeing this, Modun could only shield his face with both hands for the moment and charge toward them even harder.

Relying on the regenerative ability of his Titan form, Modun charged straight through the rain of arrows and closed in. Arrows covered his body, but none of that mattered to him. In his Titan form, he felt no pain, and his Titan body also regenerated very quickly.