Monsters: Evolving from Titans to Ancient Gods.

The wartdog beside him pounced on the sea king's corpse once again, feasting greedily and eagerly.

Food was plentiful, so they didn't fight over it like they used to, ending up badly injured. This was the kind of life they had always dreamed of.

The enormous carcass displayed in the volcanic area attracted the attention of many predators, who flocked to the area.

The giant, serpentine reptiles known as War Bats glided through the sky, their wings flapping with bone spikes, descending steadily. When they saw that only a pack of wartdogs were feeding on the massive carcass, they pounced down.

Despite being advanced predators in this inner world with a wide-ranging diet, they are not short of food.

However, under normal circumstances, given a readily available and fresh carcass, they would not mind temporarily serving as scavengers.

Moreover, the colossal beast displayed in the Crimson World is unbelievably large, clearly indicating a high level of life; consuming its flesh and blood would undoubtedly bring unexpected benefits.

As they approached the volcanic area, several kilometers away, unlike the fluctuations of the subterranean super-species, the war bats' ferocious faces revealed an inescapable greed.

They sensed the radiation fluctuations from Titan.

Titan flesh and blood are extremely attractive to them, but Titans are far more powerful than most life forms in the Earth's core, so very few creatures can rival them.

But the situation is different now. It is already dead. No matter how powerful it was over the past billions of years, it can only become food now.

One of the war bats fell from the sky, its body, over a hundred meters long, undulating and casting shadows through its dark red wing membranes, which were stretched open by bone spurs, almost obscuring the sky.

The war bats opened their massive jaws and lunged forward, their chilling fangs and fierce eyes flashing with a malice that sent chills down the spines of many creatures, as they tried to drive away the wartdogs surrounding the corpse.

The roar from the sky alerted the wartdogs, who stopped eating and exposed their bloodied heads, howling menacingly back at the war bats.

They converged from all directions of the corpse, forming a swarm, and roared madly at the three war bats.

Near the distant boulder, Longbo turned his gaze away from the objects in front of him upon hearing the sound, looked up at the source of the sound, and took in everything.

What came into view were three serpentine behemoths falling from the sky, crashing into the sea king's corpse with a dull thud. Their serpentine bodies moved quickly, coiling above the corpse and spreading their wings to appear even larger.

"Is that a Naruto?"

Longbo looked at the giant beast in front of him thoughtfully. He remembered that this seemed to be the subterranean super species that almost killed the handsome guy on Skull Island in the movie.

The giant beasts seemed oblivious to the fact that Longbo was nearby, still confronting the wartdog and showing no sign of backing down over the corpse beneath them.

Perhaps realizing that they had Longbo backing them up, the wartdogs now displayed an arrogant attitude that was not typical of small and medium-sized predators, becoming unusually aggressive.

Hoof-like claws left deep grooves in the volcanic rock, volcanic ash that had been dormant on the surface for hundreds of millions of years rose up, and angry, brutal roars echoed one after another.

During the standoff, Lombard also noticed that many of the wartdog puppies would occasionally glance at him while barking.

"... "

"Perhaps this is what happens when a dog bullies its master."

As Longbo thought this, he reached out and picked up a heavy warhammer that looked like it was used by a giant over fifty meters tall from the boulder, and weighed it in his hand.

The four pupils of the visor contracted, and the magnetic field and color vision focused and aimed simultaneously, as a heavy warhammer weighing hundreds of tons flew out of Longbo's hands.

"Whoosh..."

The square warhammer burst through the atmosphere with a deafening sonic boom, leaving a visible sonic trajectory behind it, and instantly struck the head of one of the giant beasts.

The moment the heavy warhammer made contact with the behemoth's head, it created a powerful shockwave that twisted the behemoth's head, shattered its scales, and broke its thick fangs, sending them flying high into the air along with the splattered blood.

boom!

With a deafening roar, the war bats fell from the sea king's corpse, crashing heavily onto the volcanic surface along with shattered metal fragments, sending tremors throughout the volcanic region.

The sudden change stunned all the giant beasts. When the other two war bats turned to look at the source of the anomaly, they realized that the Titan fluctuations they felt were not from the corpses beneath them.

Faced with this situation, a sudden idea popped into their not-so-bright minds.

be cheated.

But it was too late to reverse the situation. The wartdogs had launched an attack with overwhelming force, and the pressure was like a mountain collapsing.

Longbo glanced at the chaotic scene in the distance, then lowered his head again, fiddling with the small objects in front of him, occasionally picking up a piece of metal ore and chewing it, as if everything in the distance had nothing to do with him.

He ignored the chaos not far away and began to examine the tiny things in front of him closely.

Although human notes were too insignificant to him, adjusting his vision was not difficult for a Titan with six "cameras".

He also had many ways to solve the problem of turning the pages of a book, such as plucking a few hairs from a wartdog.

The language and text recognition capabilities that mods provide still exist, solving the biggest problem in reading.

Chapter 21 A Huge World

At the boundary between the volcanic region and the plains, wartdog puppies frolic and cross the freely flowing crimson rivers.

Sometimes they would burrow into the skeletons of giant beasts thousands of meters long, and sometimes they would leap across long snake bones, completely ignoring the scorching air around them and the flocks of pterosaurs circling in the sky.

"Scandium...clang..."

The sound of metal clashing echoed from deep within the volcano, carrying far and wide against the heatwave, even reaching the edge of the plain.

The towering volcano, almost touching the other continent overhead, resonated and spewed out scorching lava, which fell like fireworks across the sky and crashed down on the two continents.

Flames erupted in the air, and the chaotic air currents generated by the clash of metal swept across the land, forming fiery tornadoes that stretched for hundreds of meters, raging across the brown earth.

However, all of this was commonplace in the eyes of the giant beasts that inhabited this area.

Many creatures know that this volcanic region is occupied by a Titan at the top of the food chain, which occasionally emits muffled thunder-like sounds.

For the wartdogs, this period was more comfortable than any they had ever experienced before. Even with their low intelligence, they had to be thankful that following Lombard to scavenge for scraps was the right choice.

One of the round, wartted dogs, missing a leg, lay on the ground, yawned, glanced around warily, and then began gnawing on the skull of a war bat.

This is the carcass of the only war bat that was killed. As they were at the bottom of the food chain, even in that situation, they were unable to kill the other two intact war bats.

As the temperature in the Earth's core approached its peak, the sounds that should have been continuous disappeared, startling all the creatures in the area, who turned to look into the depths of the volcano.

Over time, they have become accustomed to the muffled thunderous sound and are able to detect the surrounding movements and receive information from their own kind during the intervals between the sounds.

But now that the sound has stopped, instead of making them feel comfortable, it has made them uneasy.

In modern terms, it would be like a classroom that was just whispering suddenly falling silent without warning.

The wartdog puppy, which was pinning its brother to the ground and tearing him apart, froze, looking up in the direction from which the sound should have come.

In the crimson world that came into view, towering humanoid titans, as massive as mountains, stood tall, their bone armor gleaming, unharmed even in the face of death, their black hair swaying and fluttering in the distorted heat.

"Finally finished."

Longbo stood at the edge of the lava waterfall, letting the splashing lava fall on him. He raised his hand and lifted the all-metal spear, which was nearly 150 meters long, while the square heavy warhammer was casually placed at his feet.

Several years passed after he obtained the reference point, and Longbo finally forged a weapon that satisfied him in this volcano.

The spear is made entirely of metal, with a straight and long metal shaft and a blade that is a typical sharp blade. It is pitch black, but it faintly emits an unnatural glow.

The warhammer beneath his feet was similar, its surface covered with disordered and chaotic energy patterns. It was manufactured earlier and had a very long handle. The warhead was a square cuboid, made entirely of metal, and weighed over 10,000 tons.

They are all made of special metals from the inner Earth, and like Mechagodzilla and the King Kong Axe, they possess the ability to absorb and release their breath and the energy of the inner Earth, which can cause great destruction once released.

Longbo, carrying his weapons, left the edge of the lava waterfall and returned to the border between the volcano and the grassland, where he was warmly welcomed by the new generation of wartdogs.

Those who have experienced wilderness survival tend to be more aloof, and even if they are nearby, they rarely act like the younger generation who fawn over them.

However, Longbo completely ignored them, directly picked up the animal hides and sinews he had prepared beforehand, wrapped them around the handles of his spear and warhammer, and prepared to leave.

Seeing that the weapon was complete, Longbo did not intend to stay here for long.

The inner Earth is vast, and we have probably explored far less than 10% of it so far.

He secured the spear to his back and stored the heavy warhammer and the skeleton of the sea king into the Rainbow Realm of Time and Space.

After doing all this, Longbo put on the cloak made from the cloth he had obtained from the giant ship in the pirate world, and started to leave the volcanic area where he had lingered for so long.

Seeing this, the wartdogs that had been gathering around Longbo did not hesitate and followed him, then left.

...

Longbo traversed the mountains of the inner world and waded through icy rivers, wandering through this world that seemed far larger than the inner world should be.

During this long journey, he encountered many creatures he had never seen before. He also saw some dinosaurs that should have perished in the impact of a meteorite in the lower layers of the earth.

Those creatures on Earth tens or even hundreds of millions of years ago experienced a dramatic increase in size in the unique environment of the inner Earth, reaching an astonishing level.

Among them, the best were in no way inferior to many of the creatures that Longbo had seen.

Longbo vaguely remembered that when he passed a glacier, he saw the skeleton of a super-large Baryonyx, whose skull was missing a tooth.

It died curled up, protecting the tiny skeleton of a creature—a weasel—holding a short knife made of teeth.

The combination looked somewhat familiar to Longbo, but he couldn't quite recall where he had seen it before.

But what impressed Longbo the most was one of the advanced predators in the inner world, among which the best were extremely powerful, even comparable to the Titans.

Giant ape.

These powerful and intelligent primates understand the ways of survival and development better than other creatures.

They not only possess powerful physiques, but also accumulated experience and knowledge over the years, using their abundant spoils to create weapons that can be used by almost anyone with the ability to grasp.

The weapons made from the bones of various giant beasts, trees, and boulders are their true reliance in competing with the Titans, who are at the top of the Earth's food chain.

Of course, in most cases, weapons only give them the opportunity to fight; once the fight starts, they will still be taken down by the Titans.

It can only be said that only a few can truly defeat Titans, such as the giant gorilla that drove young Godzilla out of its territory, King Kong, and the orangutan.

If they didn't also have the life cycle of ordinary creatures, then calling them Titans would be entirely fitting.

The ape races in the inner world also have many differences, such as the silverback gorillas like King Kong, the red gibbons like Scarface, and the chimpanzees enslaved by him.

Then there were the giant apes that Longbo encountered. They were a group of giant baboons, as big as mountains, and although they were ferocious, their intelligence was surprisingly low.

Judging from their abysmal use of weapons and their tactical abyss, they are perhaps the least intelligent of all.

Although it was only a fleeting glimpse, Longbo remembered these ferocious beasts and gave them resounding names.

Xingxing.

Chapter 22 Snake

The mountains in the Earth's core seem to stretch endlessly, with blurred boundaries between them. To the naked eye, they appear layer upon layer, lush and verdant, teeming with life.

A majestic mountain waterfall cascades down, plunging over Longbo's 87-meter-tall body, washing away the blood and flesh from his body, leaving the area where the river meets the lake almost entirely emerald green.

Name: Long Bo