Monsters: Evolving from Titans to Ancient Gods.

The next second, the long howls of warty dogs came from behind, completely shattering the young giant ape's mental defenses. It turned and fled towards the outside world without looking back.

Amidst the thick, oppressive smoke and dust, the humanoid Titan lifted the overconfident red-haired gibbon high, letting its blood gush forth.

A heavy warhammer lay casually in a small pit, while a spear that gleamed brightly was embedded in the cliff face.

"Don't underestimate me, old man..."

Longbo gripped the head of the red-haired gibbon, his hand tightening continuously, blood constantly seeping from his palm.

The king who ruled the two giant ape tribes in the inner world was now covered in wounds. His chest was torn open, and the writhing muscles and beating heart were faintly visible.

One of its arms was torn off, and the other was twisted. Its body was soaked in blood. It was raised high, and then fell limply, with blood dripping down to form a pool of blood beneath it.

Despite its severe injuries, it was not completely dead. Only its eyes, stained with blood, allowed it to see the Titan's blurry figure through Lumbert's tightening fingertips.

The severe pain, blood loss, and difficulty breathing are stripping its life force from its body, and even the blood in its throat is trying to drown it.

It could not make a sound and could only watch helplessly as the Titan killed it.

Its dream of conquering the earth has been shattered, and the bloodline of the gibbon race has been severed because of it.

It all stemmed from its desire for the weapon in the hand of the Titan before it. It had seen another race of giant apes use the backs of Titans to create weapons and use them to fight against those Titans who were like gods.

They succeeded; their weapons, made sharper by harnessing the Titans' breath, killed more than one of their godlike Titan brethren and created even more weapons.

But they failed; not a single member of their tribe survived. They also tried to find any remaining weapons, but ultimately found nothing.

Not long ago, it heard from its subordinates about a newly formed Titan wielding a weapon that also emitted a blue light, and so it began to plot against it.

However, it chose the wrong target; it faced an even more terrifying existence, and even all the force applied was insufficient to cause it any effective damage.

The scene before my eyes blurred, and the whispers of the Titans in my ears became indistinct.

Where is your whip?

"You dare to try and steal from me without even having the ability to control the Snow Demon?" Longbo was somewhat impressed by this; he hadn't expected Scarface King to have such astonishing courage.

Perhaps it never expected that a minor Titan could be so powerful?

Longbo wasn't quite sure who gave it the courage, but that didn't stop him from killing it mercilessly.

With a burst of force, his hand, encased in bone armor, instantly transformed into an inescapable hydraulic press, crushing Scarface King's skull. Blood splattered everywhere, and his body slumped to the ground.

As the battle drew to a close and the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, the shattered battlefield came into view once more, with the victorious wartdogs strangling the remaining black giant apes.

After licking their wounds, they gathered around their dead companions, emitting soft moans.

The battle resulted in numerous casualties among them. Their opponents were advanced predators from the Earth's core, and even though they outnumbered their opponents, some losses were inevitable.

This is also why Longbo didn't raise these wartted dogs the way he used to raise pets. He invested too much emotion in them, and it would make him extremely sad when they died.

After a fierce and arduous battle, you have achieved a pyrrhic victory in your fight against the subterranean giant ape clan!

[Gain 2 attribute point]

"... "

Longbo glanced at the warthide corpses around him without commenting; strictly speaking, it was indeed a Pyrrhic victory.

In the end, Longbo placed the flesh and blood of the giant apes from the battlefield into the lair of the warthounds in Pandora's Land of the Wormhounds, and buried the corpses of the warthounds deep underground.

Having done all this, Longbo finally released the golden ship and embarked on his journey once more.

As the sound of horses' hooves faded into the area, the thick fog inside the canyon gradually spread, enveloping the entire battlefield, making the suspended, fleshy spores appear and disappear.

But they found no living creatures until the fog dissipated, and eventually disappeared again with the fog.

...

About a decade or so later, Longbo traveled through most of the inner world, but never encountered another life form that could be considered powerful.

Unable to gain any benefit from the inner world, he chose a scenic, highly radioactive area, buried himself there, and embarked on a journey to a higher level of evolution.

Chapter 45 Alpha's Self-Cultivation

As time passed, the forests that had been blasted open by Longbo were reborn, and the lush primeval forests were even more abundant than before.

Titan's radiation nourishes this forest, and even without deliberate use, it still makes the area within a radius of hundreds of kilometers far more vibrant than other regions.

But the powerful magnetic field makes this forest unique. Apart from the wartdog and eight-legged horse that often follow Longbo, very few creatures are willing to roam here.

Deep within the giant underground cavern, Longbo's consciousness gradually returned from the dream to his body. He opened his eyes in the dream, and the four eyes of his mask opened simultaneously.

An invisible wave spread, making the magnetic field of the entire area, which was already far stronger than that of other areas, even stronger.

The wartdogs living in this forest were the first to notice this change. Many newborn wartdogs didn't know what was happening, but the older individuals started to raise their heads.

They all looked towards the cave, then simultaneously sped off in that direction, raising clouds of dust along the way.

The Golden Ship, its body becoming increasingly rounded and bearing the marks of time, poked its head out of the Wartdog's den, tilting its head with a sip of food the Wartdog fed its pups in its mouth.

What are these guys doing...?

Suddenly, it also realized that the entire area seemed to have changed, and after a mental whirlwind, it finally came to a conclusion.

Hakiber woke up.

It swallowed some slightly spoiled food, thought for a few minutes, and finally decided to go and take a look.

After all, aside from being too lazy to walk, the Hakib people are quite good to themselves; at least they haven't neglected their food needs.

So it started to move, but then froze in the next second, its already silly horse face collapsing.

Because it has spent a long time stealing chickens and dogs from wartdog dens and competing with pups for food, it has not run more than 100 kilometers in a long time.

Although warthogs will enraged and bite and drive away any golden boats and pups they catch while trying to steal food, they never chase them more than 100 kilometers away.

As a result, the Golden Ship was severely lacking in exercise, leading to a rather serious consequence: it gained weight.

They are now completely stuck in the wartdog's den and cannot get out.

As the wartdogs raced past, the golden ship panicked and struggled even more fiercely.

But as the wartdog ventured into a burrow further into the distance, it breathed a sigh of relief and lay down.

Let's wait for Hackber to dig himself out.

From beginning to end, the chewing in the golden ship's mouth never stopped.

...

As the wartdogs gathered through the passage, Longbo's consciousness fully awoke. First, his fingertips trembled, then he slowly raised his head from the rough stone throne.

As the four eyes of the mask glowed blue, a familiar figure came into view, causing the pack of dogs to howl excitedly, their wolf-like howls carrying far.

Looking at the wartdog in front of him, Longbo was completely awakened from his slumber.

Name: Long Bo

Age: 343

[Race: Titan (Guardian, Alpha)]

Height: 127.7 meters (excluding horns)

[Weight: 125352 tons]

Special Abilities:

① Protoplasmic reactor (charged particle gun, rapid-fire railgun, plasma cutting, asymmetric penetration barrier, strong electromagnetic field control, overload mode)

②The Realm of Time and Space - Pandora

③ Alpha Roar (can summon and command other Titans via a special frequency)

④ Other (beyond visual range observation, underwater breathing, highly maneuverable body, weak telepathy)

[Power: Remediation of Environmental Pollution]

[Other: Crude Spear*1, Crude Warhammer*1, Attribute Points*11, Skill Points*3]

...

During the time that Longbo completed this evolution, the quest panel also seemed to have undergone significant changes.

The information it provided to Lumberjack became increasingly detailed, adding details that had not been shown at all decades earlier.

First of all, with a height of nearly 130 meters, he no longer needs to rely on plants to roughly estimate his height.

As for weight…

The figure of over 120,000 tons was something Longbo had never expected. His weight was close to his height, which made him think that he had become like a great impure person.

But he gradually relaxed after glancing at his still robust and well-proportioned physique.

After all, he was overweight during his subadult stage, and he would occasionally chew on metal, so it's probably reasonable for him to be in this state now.

Regarding the protoplasmic reactor, it shows no change from the charged particle cannon and the rapid-fire railgun. However, its power has been multiplied, and if Lumberton wanted, he could easily drill a path from the surface to the Earth's core.

It also adds several new capabilities, including plasma cutting, asymmetric barrier penetration, and overload mode.

The first two are fine, but as for the overload mode... it gives Longbo a bad feeling, maybe it's like Godzilla's Crimson Mode?

Longbo felt it was better not to try this ability lightly. If it was really similar to Honglian, he himself couldn't find a "Mothra" that could cool him down.

There's not much to say about Alpha Roar; Luneburger saw it in the movies. It's basically just that it has access to the central command center and can order Titans, these "ecological balance regulators," to work.

In terms of attribute points, there are no problems. The drop rate from Gomes, the Fat Remnant, as well as Red Reaper, Green Reaper, Xiangliu, Typhon, Giant Ape, and some miscellaneous giant beasts from the Netherworld such as Giant Kangaroo is quite good.

Skill points are quite valuable.

Although it provides the same percentage increase and attribute points, the improvement is more significant when used in special abilities such as protoplasmic reactors.

After all, even the strongest physical attributes are nothing compared to special abilities; they're not even in the same league.

Therefore, it is even rarer, and Lunapoleon has only obtained four from Titans or Arcane monsters.

One skill point and one attribute point were used up nearly two hundred years ago for an experiment, leaving three.

Even after evolving to a life level that he had deliberately held back for many years, Longbo still didn't plan to use these attribute points and skill points. Since he wouldn't lose them if he hoarded them, he planned to save them up for a while longer.

After getting a general idea of ​​his own changes from the panel, Longbo shifted his attention to the wartdogs that were cautiously approaching him, gathered together in front of him.

He noticed many unfamiliar faces among the group of wartdogs. They were generally taller and more robust than the original ones, and their head muscles had undergone significant changes.

These newborn wartdogs appear to have evolved medial levator palpebrae superioris muscles, which function similarly to those in real dogs, used to display expressions that humans find pleasing.