Monsters: Evolving from Titans to Ancient Gods.

If the speed were increased further, it might reach 500 to 600 kilometers per hour, but according to Longbo's observation, this does not seem to be its limit.

Even Titans rarely managed to catch it at that speed, but unfortunately, it lacked sharp claws and thick scales; it only had a large mouth and no formidable fighting power.

In this perilous underground world, it is not truly at the top of the food chain, and can only survive by relying on its speed.

Its forehead lacks the features of Pachycephalosaurus or Triceratops, and its neck and forebody lack protective bony armor and well-developed muscles. The method of killing prey by crashing into it at high speed would obviously easily result in its own death as well.

Eventually, this creature evolved a makeshift ability to feign death, using it to trick less intelligent creatures into giving it something to eat.

Given that the Golden Ship is also running around aimlessly, this move of itss is really just a makeshift solution.

If a creature plays dead in one place for years, even the dumbest creature will notice something is wrong.

Longbo even estimated that its reputation in many places was so bad that it could hardly be worse, and it was only because it couldn't catch any prey that it wandered around aimlessly, and it just so happened to run into him.

After traveling across grasslands and forests, they arrived at a vast lake. Longbo gently pulled on the reins, bringing the golden boat to a stop.

He jumped off his horse and came to the lake shore to look into the distance. A waterfall cascaded down from the mountain and connected to the clear lake. White waves surged and obscured the movement of the enormous creature. Waves echoed throughout the lake.

But at this moment, Longbo's attention was not on the lake. Instead, he turned to examine the several winding ribs standing on the lake shore. Their surfaces were bluish and covered with moss.

"That's really outrageous."

Longbo looked up at the ribs that were almost three or four times his own height and felt that the owner of these skeletons had lived a truly outrageous life.

A single rib can be hundreds of meters tall; it's hard to imagine how astonishing its full size would be.

Even the largest Titan that Longbo knew was not as tall as one of its ribs.

If we're talking about size alone, it seems that only the Sea Kings and giant elephants in the One Piece world are bigger than it.

"At what point in time did the Earth give birth to these things? And what caused them to die?"

Longbo's thoughts gradually drifted away, and all the sounds around him were enveloped by the noise of the distant waterfall.

The omnipresent light of the inner Earth is reflected on the vast lake, making the enormous creatures that meander through the water appear and disappear, and a sense of danger quietly spreads.

The golden boat lay on its back on the riverbank, its eight horse legs pointing straight to the sky, rolling around like a maggot, its thick, long tongue sticking out of its mouth, displaying a ridiculous appearance that was hard to look at.

Despite the fact that it now seems like an excellent time to escape, it has not attempted to flee.

Actually, it wasn't always so compliant, but after several attempts to escape only to find itself in a completely unfamiliar canyon, it realized that it couldn't escape from the Titan.

But soon, the golden ship, which was rolling around, sensed something unusual and stretched its neck to look at the lake.

The winding shadows were backlit, and the blue body with orange-yellow stripes was faintly visible.

Several colossal beasts silently broke through the water's surface, opening their gaping maws filled with venomous fangs to bite at the Titan's nape.

Almost immediately, the wartdogs playing on the lakeshore also noticed something amiss, and they all let out eerie roars, crossing the boulders and the river to surround the area.

But the giant beasts in the lake had already approached Titan, their lower bodies coiled around the boulder, and they bit at Titan, trying to drag him into the water to devour him.

This scene unfolded before the golden ship's eyes. It showed a final glimmer of pity, then turned its head away and closed its eyes, as if afraid to witness a bloody scene.

In an instant, the prediction of the golden ship was confirmed. Several sharp shrieks rang out in the darkness, drowning out the sound of blades tearing through flesh.

It could be clearly heard something being violently pulled from the water, crashing heavily onto the riverbank with a whooshing sound.

The colossal creature struggled at the edge of the forest, emitting intense vibrations and roars. Trees fell one by one amidst hoarse cries of agony, and the noise even drowned out the sound of the waterfall.

Everything came to an abrupt end when the blue-glowing blade ripped through the sky and pinned the howling beast to the ground.

A sweet liquid splashed onto the face of the golden ship, making it unable to resist stretching out its tongue to lick it.

Golden Ship opened its eyes, stood up before the wartdogs could react, stared intently at the fresh food, and pounced on it without stopping, tearing at it frantically.

The abundance of food was one of the reasons it didn't try to escape again; after all, what creature could refuse a stable and plentiful food source?

In any case, the Golden Ship was irresistible.

The wartdogs, who were still in an attacking stance, were stunned for a moment, but quickly reacted and angrily pounced on the eight-legged horse to fight for the food.

Longbo flicked the blood off the bone blade, glanced at it, then ignored the noise behind him and resumed his contemplation of the giant rib.

In the distant forest, a pair of intelligent eyes watched this scene, first sweeping over the humanoid Titan, and finally settling on the spear that shimmered with energy fluctuations.

A few seconds later, the slender giant beast quietly left, weaving through the forest, its red fur appearing and disappearing in the distance.

Chapter 31 Titan Derivatives

So-called Titan derivatives usually exhibit many of the same characteristics as certain Titans.

Many Titan derivatives, over long periods of time, may even converge in evolution towards certain Titan-like directions.

In many cases, these derivative species are influenced or even manipulated by specific Titans.

The derivative species even instinctively crave the Titan's attention and gaze. No matter how cruel or indifferent the Titan is to them, under the influence of unknown factors, they will still eagerly follow the Titan's commands.

Kamazoz and the bats it controls, with wingspans of over ten meters, have this kind of relationship.

Just like the Primitive and Space Marine next door.

Right now, a swarm of Titan derivatives is flying over Lonbo's head, leaving a long, trailing shadow.

They resembled the Western dragons in Longbo's memory. Of course, they usually only had four limbs.

According to the discriminatory hierarchy of certain dragon-loving groups, they should belong to the category of wyverns, which are at the bottom of the social hierarchy and are not allowed on the table.

Their size ranges from tens of centimeters to thirty or forty meters, and their postures are extremely varied. Some have large heads, some are fat, and some are even shaped like snakes.

All sorts of strange dragons soar through the sky, and many of them even enter the surface through the tunnels of the inner world, emitting hoarse sounds along the way.

This was not the first time he had seen Titan derivatives; he had personally wiped out a large group of Kamazoz's derivatives when he first entered the Netherworld.

Longber could easily tell that they were derivatives of some Titan, but he couldn't determine how they came to be.

Although Lunabrück is also a Titan, the issue of derivative species truly touches upon his blind spots in knowledge.

He himself has no offspring.

Godzilla doesn't have it, and neither does the Snow Demon.

However, there are quite a few derivative species around Kamazoz and the Titan directly in front of him.

Not only that…

Longbo's gaze fell on the distant ice field, taking in the enormous creature hidden deep within the glacier.

Their size has surpassed that of many subterranean super species, with a body length exceeding 150 meters.

Moreover, their bodies are not even snake-shaped, but rather lizard-like creatures with four limbs.

Several giant beasts were covered in hardened white skin, and their thick heads had two tusks that were like elephant tusks, but rather straight, and almost longer than their legs.

"So big..."

Longbo was also stunned by what he saw; the size of these giant beasts exceeded his expectations.

They are not Titans, and are significantly different from the super-species from the inner Earth; they are Titan derivatives.

To Longbo's surprise, these Titan derivatives had reached such a size.

He had always thought that the largest Titan derivative species were only at the level of giant bats and wyverns with two legs on their heads.

"What could possibly cause this Titan derivative to grow to such an enormous size?"

Longbo looked once again at the cave in the distance, where there was a faint and unfamiliar life magnetic field, with faint radiation fluctuations spreading outwards.

He had only come to see the sleeping Titan on his way, hoping to wake it up and put it back to sleep.

But now, he has developed a real interest in what could have caused its offspring to grow to a size that rivals that of a Titan.

The golden ship stood at the edge of the ice field, its eight hooves rising and falling, its head bowed as it looked down at the ice beneath its feet, a hint of unease in its eyes.

It figured that stepping on it alone might not be a problem, but with that thing on its back, it would probably fall into the water.

The pulling sensation from the reins forced it to grit its teeth and move forward, but at a slower pace, proceeding cautiously.

Longbo noticed these things, but he didn't care, since he had plenty of time.

The large dragon-shaped derivatives slumber within the ice, using the ice to freeze themselves, while the smaller derivatives outside run rampant.

The smaller and medium-sized offspring were uneasy about the arrival of Longbo and the Golden Ship, and scattered and fled.

Terrified cries echoed across the icy plains, but they could not awaken the slumbering behemoths. They slept too deeply and were encased in ice, their senses of the outside world almost nonexistent.

Therefore, they could only watch helplessly as the being, exuding an aura that made them tremble, stepped into the cave that had been untouched for many years.

Although the cave has long since turned into permafrost, Lumberjack can still clearly see that its rock walls are covered with signs of being scorched and melted by high temperatures.

The entire cave is over 150 meters high, and it can barely maintain a circular shape, cutting diagonally into the depths of the Earth's core.

All signs indicate that it was pierced by some kind of breath from a Titan or monster, penetrating directly from the Earth's core to a lower level within it.

Its estimated depth reaches tens of kilometers, and upon deeper exploration, one can clearly perceive an increase in temperature and a corresponding increase in concentrated radiation energy.

Seeing that they had reached a depth where the golden ship could no longer proceed, Longbo sent it directly to the Rainbow Realm to keep the Wartdog company, and then entered the Titan's lair alone.

A dozen minutes later, the world in front of Longbo's eyes became wider, and the scenery changed from dim to dark red.

However, just as Longbo officially entered the vast void, the scene that came into view made him freeze in place.

Lava ravaged this dark brown space, with large rivers of crimson lava flowing freely, encircling a towering mountain and turning it into an island in the lava.

On that isolated island surrounded by lava, a huge skeleton lay quietly on the exposed rock, its indestructible bones reflecting the red glow of the lava.

The dragon head with four horns had completely turned into bones, its empty eyes staring straight at Long Bo's four eyes. Even in death, its fangs still gleamed with sharpness.

"died?"

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Longbo felt somewhat disappointed. He had come with the intention of waking it up and letting it sleep again.

Given the current situation, he estimated that it would be quite difficult for him to wake it up and put it back to sleep.

but…

Since this Titan is dead, whose life force did he sense?

With this question in mind, Longbo cast another suspicious glance before leaping onto the deserted island.

He approached, spear in hand, his four eyes scanning the surroundings and scrutinizing the Titan's corpse.

This Titan is almost identical to the Western dragon image in many games, with a slightly long neck, six limbs, and a wingspan of over three hundred meters.

Despite being reduced to skeletons, Luneburg could still tell that it would be enormous even among Titans.