Monsters: Evolving from Titans to Ancient Gods.

Over the course of those seven years, Longbo had figured out that this metal had an excellent ability to guide and store the energy contained in the inner world and the bodies of Titans.

It can store a large amount of energy briefly, and then release it all at once, causing shock waves and vibrations.

However, there are significant challenges in forging it into a weapon.

Once it is extracted and cooled, it is extremely difficult to process again and is almost impossible to melt again, just like Adamantium alloy.

For Longbo, whose forging skills were so terrible that he could hardly believe it, there couldn't be anything worse.

Longbo stood in front of the furnace, ignoring the puppy gnawing on his feet, and raised the "iron rod" in his hand high, his expression somewhat gloomy.

He was actually trying out a large machete, but as he kept hitting it, it unexpectedly turned into an iron rod.

The surface of the iron rod was pitted and crooked, not to mention its center of gravity was extremely awkward.

Longbo stood there lost in thought, his mask and the two horns on his head reflecting the red glow of the distant lava river.

"How about we make a hammer?"

Longbo pondered that a heavy warhammer or Viking battle axe might be more suitable for his size, but the center of gravity of heavy weapons seemed more difficult to control…

"It's not as simple as I thought. I should have watched a couple more episodes of the sword-forging competition before."

After a long while, Longbo let out a long sigh of relief.

He sat down on the boulder behind him, his gaze falling on the fluffy wartdog puppies at his feet.

They were covered in fur, with few scars on their heads, and appeared less ferocious than the adult wartdogs that were dozing or on guard duty in the distance.

Watching the wartdogs gnawing on their own foot armor and shaking their heads incessantly, Longbo casually picked one up, scanning it with his eyes and examining it.

The wartdog puppies weren't afraid when they were lifted into the air; they kept waving their limbs and licking their noses.

Its limbs are thick and strong, its face is yellow and its tongue is black. It is relatively obedient, and you can tell at a glance that Red Stone is very fierce.

Longbo's gaze shifted to its rear end, to the constantly wagging tail, and he seemed to be deep in thought.

These guys really do turn into dogs after seven years.

He originally thought it would take hundreds of years, but he didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

But when he thought of the internet celebrity wolf who went viral in his previous life, he felt relieved. For low- to middle-class creatures who live hand to mouth, the temptation of free food and lodging is really great.

Tossing the wartdog puppies aside, Longbo stood up again, ready to continue forging. He refused to believe that forging, no matter how difficult, could be harder than advanced mathematics.

Longbo raised a forging hammer made of the thigh bone of some kind of giant beast and a lump of metal, but froze just as he was about to swing it down, slowly turning to face the direction behind him.

He sensed that the magnetic field reactions unique to the Ivi people of the Earth's core were approaching, and there were more than one or two of them.

Longbo put down his forging hammer and looked over thoughtfully. His pupils contracted slightly as the scene in the distance quickly unfolded before his eyes.

A group of Haki people appeared, moving through the crevices of the boulders in a long line, heading in a certain direction.

They are the Ivi, a race of humans who have lived in the inner world of the earth for generations, and they seem to possess unique talents.

On his first day in the inner world, Longbo discovered their dwelling place, but he didn't pay much attention to it and left.

And now, another Iwe tribe group appeared before him, seemingly having left their original tribe and migrated to a distant place.

Their migration purpose is unknown, but perhaps the pressure of population growth forced them to separate from their original tribes.

Longbo simply watched them leave, without interfering with their departure.

The wartdogs didn't react until the Ivi tribe's group disappeared. However, the wartdog cubs, following Longbo's gaze, discovered something.

Longbo withdrew his gaze and turned it back to the tools and ingredients on the stove, preparing to continue his work.

However, the next second, a task appeared in front of him.

You have a new task; please confirm it as soon as possible…

[Mission Description: Defeat the monster Red Reaper]

[Quest Reward: Skill Point *1]

Chapter 18 The Red Death and the Sea

"Red Death?"

Longbo put down his forging hammer once more, stroked his chin, and pondered what could be called the Red Reaper.

But after thinking for a long time, he still couldn't figure it out, so he turned his attention to the display panel.

"Skill Point *1".

In other words, the strength is not high.

With that in mind, Longbo accepted the task.

The moment he accepted the mission, something unexpected happened: a voice he had never heard before rang in his mind.

"Please prepare for the jump..."

"... "

"You can really take me through time again?" Longbo couldn't help but complain, even though he had expected it.

In his original plan, the character who was given the mission might be an entity that appeared on Earth.

After all, he had already met three beings who did not belong to this world, and they were all on the purge list.

This made him think that the probability of being transported through time was almost impossible.

But Longbo didn't think too much about it. He opened the Rainbow Magic Realm of Time and Space and put the furnace, raw materials, and nearby wartdogs inside.

After making the preparations, he confirmed them and disappeared into the inner world of the earth.

...

In a mysterious sea, a humanoid black shadow fell from the sky, touching the sea surface and stirring up huge waves.

In the deep, dark seabed, Longbo opened the four eyes of his mask and looked at the faint light source on the surface of the sea.

He stood up from the seabed, his eyes scanning his surroundings as he observed the environment. He noticed many creatures around him that he did not recognize.

They range in size from a few centimeters to over ten meters, and many of them have bizarre appearances.

Not far away, there were various mammals that looked like Frankenstein's monsters, such as a giant beast with the head of a lion and the body of a seal, and a giant beast with the head of a goat and the tail of a fish, which was even more ancient than the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

Moreover, Longbo discovered many giant creatures, some hundreds or even thousands of meters long, in this unfamiliar world, which immediately put him on alert.

The existence of so many terrifyingly large creatures cast a shadow over his heart.

As Longbo floated in the sea, he noticed some subtle changes in his body. He seemed to have become more agile, and his strength seemed exceptionally abundant.

It quickly floated to the surface of the sea, looked up at the sky, and rapidly adjusted its senses to explore the magnetic field that the world was building.

Soon, he noticed an island a dozen nautical miles ahead, so he decisively swam toward the island.

About half an hour later, the coastline of the distant island turned into a black line lying across the sea, with specks of fire and billowing smoke appearing and disappearing.

"A city?" Longbo poked his head out of the sea, his four eyes reflecting the distant firelight. "They've already developed civilization?"

The emergence of cities signifies civilization, but it's unclear to what extent that civilization has developed.

If possible, he wished we had already entered the nuclear age, and he also wanted to get some candy to try.

He remembered two candies called Fatty and Little Boy that seemed pretty good.

As Longbo swam, he sighed, his head slowly sinking as he looked down at the shadow that enveloped the entire reef.

A colossal, serpentine creature silently emerged from the sea, its gaping maw, brimming with fangs, opening wide and stealthily extending towards Longbo's location from below.

Its enormous mouth was as deep as a canyon, and almost every fang was as tall as Lunabrück, as if it could swallow three or four Titans in one gulp.

But on the neck of this serpentine behemoth is a rabbit-like head with dull eyes almost the size of a wartdog, making it look rather unintelligent.

Longbo's four eyes reflected the colossal beast that stretched over a thousand meters in length before him, and a sense of doubt arose in his heart.

"Why...didn't I sense the danger?"

Longbo suddenly realized something was wrong. Zhang clenched his fist, then clenched it in disbelief.

The giant sea monster closed its fangs, almost swallowing Longbo whole. Although its movements were slow, they stirred up the ocean currents and stirred up sand and dust on the seabed.

The next second, a dull, loud noise echoed from the seabed.

The shockwave created a vacuum in the sea, as if a depth charge had been dropped into the ocean, with white waves soaring high into the air.

Longbo remained standing in the sea, still in the position of throwing a punch. The thousand-meter-long behemoth was hit hard, its head muscles twisted, and its huge body flew straight away.

On the distant islands, many humans who witnessed this scene gaped wide-eyed, their pupils dilating in shock.

Above the town, the fat, gray-brown fire dragon also heard the commotion, turned its head, and glanced at the distant sea, flammable gas continuously leaking from its mouth.

It wasn't until the churning waves filled the vacuum zone again that Longbo came to his senses, staring at his fist in disbelief.

"Damn it, when did I become so strong?"

This behemoth, which is over a thousand meters long, although it lives in the sea and has a serpentine body, must weigh at least two hundred thousand tons.

When did I acquire such strength to send a behemoth of this size flying?

Longbo felt his body and did not notice a significant increase in power; only some subtle changes occurred.

"Or perhaps..." Longbo's gaze returned to the giant beast that had been blasted away and was now unconscious not far away, "that thing is filled with hydrogen?"

But the next second, Longbo denied that possibility. The guy's feel was normal, and his weight might be lighter than he thought, but it couldn't be filled with hydrogen.

If it were a balloon-like structure, then Longbo's punch should have popped it.

Seeing that his thinking had yielded no results, Longbo chose to temporarily set aside the problem and send it to the Time-Space Dimension to be fed to the dogs.

Then it turned around and swam towards the coastline, landing on the shore a few minutes later.

As his feet touched the sand, Longbo looked up and saw a huge, fat dragon circling in the sky.

It has a gray body, a slightly rounded head, and bony plates similar to those of a Triceratops, with a short dorsal fin extending from the back of the neck to the tail.

Its wings were rather small compared to its body, with a wingspan of less than 200 meters. Its limbs were short and stout, and apart from its size, it had no intimidating presence.

The Red Death hovered in the sky, the town below shrouded in flames and thick smoke. It turned its head and roared fearfully at the giant.

"So it's the Red Reaper..."

Longbo suddenly realized, "So this is the world of How to Train Your Dragon..."