Monsters: Evolving from Titans to Ancient Gods.

The priestess smiled and nodded in response.

Meanwhile, Longbo was carefully observing the group of derivative giants born from him.

Their height is generally between fifteen and eighteen meters, and the giants at the back of the crowd, despite being older, appear to be about a quarter shorter.

Apart from their size, they were no different from ordinary humans. They had no bone armor, no bone blades, and no energy fluctuations; they were simply giants.

However, they generally adorned themselves with horn-shaped decorations, some of them cow horns, some of them sheep horns, and all sorts of horn-shaped decorations were flamboyant and more gorgeous than their clothes.

"... "

What is all this...?

Longbo's expectations gradually faded.

In his mind, giants were not like that.

They should be clad in heavy bone armor, with bone blades on their arms capable of cutting through steel, and elbow strikes capable of carving large holes in mountains; at the very least, they should be over fifty meters tall.

But what appeared before him were giant humans, averaging ten meters tall, whose frenzied behavior made him, a man accustomed to being alone, feel very uncomfortable.

The feeling they gave Longbo was far less than that of the giants in the One Piece world. Although those ancient giants with blue faces and fangs were ugly in the eyes of ordinary people, Longbo found them quite pleasing to the eye after looking at them for a while.

Longbo completely suppressed their ideas.

Although they are very powerful in the eyes of humans, in Luneburg's eyes they are not much different from the giant bats of Kamazoz; their potential is limited.

If one were to evolve to the power of some derivative species of the Black Dragon, it would take at least several million years.

Lumbert did not find any familiar faces among these derived giants other than the priestess.

After a brief silence, the priestess gave her answer: the first generation of people who evolved from Longbo had long lifespans, but they also passed away one after another over three hundred winters.

Even if she herself hadn't been possessed by the Kirieloids, even if she had survived until this day, Longbo would most likely have seen her looking old and frail.

This is one of the reasons why she agreed to their request.

"... "

Upon hearing this, Longbo remained silent.

Seeing that Longbo's attitude was rather subtle, the giants derived from Longbo looked at each other in bewilderment.

Although Lombard's perception of them was not as strong as that of the global tidal changes, they could clearly sense Lombard's feelings.

They didn't know why Lombard was in such a mood, but that didn't stop them from trying to change things.

They looked at each other in bewilderment, and finally took out a "scroll" drawn on animal skin from their bosoms and presented it to Longbo.

A giant stood on a huge staircase and handed him a roll of yellowed animal hide, and at that moment the priestess's voice echoed in his mind.

"This is the recipe..."

“I remember drawing a map on the ground before, mainly to record which prey we could eat, which creatures we couldn’t defeat, and a small part of the terrain.”

This is the Classic of Mountains and Seas, right?

Longbo remained silent, listening to the priestess's description, which resembled the Classic of Mountains and Seas in his memory.

Looking back, the world is indeed like that; not only are there many species in the inner world that resemble creatures from the Classic of Mountains and Seas, but there are also species on the surface.

Longbo turned his head slightly to look at the priestess, implying that she also had a part in the compilation of the Classic of Mountains and Seas.

The priestess who had established a telepathic connection with Longbo nodded slightly, confirming that she had indeed participated in the compilation of this recipe.

Longbo finally reached out his large hand and took the enormous scroll from the giant's hand, which was almost the size of his own palm, and turned it over.

...

After a long time, Lombard, guided by the priestess, left the city built by the giants he had created.

The boy, who was unusually tall among ordinary humans, quietly followed behind with the yellow dog. Longbo and the priestess had already noticed his presence, but they pretended not to see him.

This settlement is located in a secluded corner, with numerous green crystals stretching for tens of kilometers intertwined and concealing the space. There are no advanced predators within a hundred meters of it.

Beneath their feet was a bluestone road still under construction, which seemed enormous even to the giants, but to Longbo, it was no different from a narrow path between fields.

These bluestones were extremely fragile. Longbo crushed a large number of them as soon as he put his foot on them. He could only walk on them after he used his magnetic field control ability to reduce his weight.

At the end of the road are several pyramids of different styles, one of which contains an unhatched Titan cocoon, presumably Mothra's resurrection armor.

But Longbo's goal wasn't that pyramid, but the one in a corner of this area.

As the violent tremors shook the pyramid, Longbo arrived before it, which was covered in vines and moss. The priestess once again used her Kirieloid abilities to create a light barrier above the pyramid, causing the spiritual life form to break through and hurl insults.

The scene unfolds, revealing the interior of the pyramid to Longbo, leaving him silent once more.

Who dumped this body here...?

What comes into view are two lifelike "statues," one in human form and the other in the shape of a giant beast, both with crystalline outlines on their chests.

The humanoid creature crouched on the ground, embracing the giant beast with a sorrowful expression. A large hand reached out to the beast, as if sharing its life with a dying comrade.

Without a doubt, these are the giants and behemoths that Longbo once saw in the murals. They did not die after fighting some kind of "calamity" from beyond the heavens, but came here and were petrified into statues.

Longbo originally thought they were all dead, but he never expected that they would turn into statues in this place, some unknown distance away.

This made Longbo sigh, these light life forms are really hard to kill, they can still live even after being shattered into photons.

The priestess supported Longbo as he stood with the bone armor on his shoulder, her gaze fixed on the two statues in front of her, her voice carrying through the air.

"Back then, I came here."

"Three beams of light emerged from the crystals on the chests of these statues and transformed in front of me into a bronze spark prism, an infant, and a puppy."

The priestess took out the bronze spark prism again, a hint of reminiscence in her eyes. "I adopted that child and treated him as my own."

"And his spark prism also helped me deceive those ill-intentioned ghosts and gods, and complete my plan."

The priestess keenly perceived the connection between the statue, the spark prism, and her adopted son, and was therefore very grateful for the help he had given her.

Without him, I would never have been able to complete my plan and see my last remaining family members before I died…

Chapter 57 Before the Pyramids

Longbo quietly pondered the priestess's words. Along the way, she had already explained to him that the boy whose physique was out of place in this tribe was her adopted son.

The priestess had no intention of having offspring during her three hundred years of life; she usually led her people forward into the unknown as a leader.

Until more than a decade ago, she brought back a baby from outside during an outing.

That baby was the boy that Longbo had seen, the one he felt wasn't human.

Since the tribe knew that a human race existed in the inner world and had had some interactions with them, they believed that the boy was their child.

After putting all of this together, Longbo finally understood why the little yellow dog dared to bark at him.

All because it is Gedi, the giant dog of light, who has fought in ancient wars in other worlds, experienced many trials and tribulations, and whose courage is in no way inferior to that of the Titan Lonbo.

And the boy that Ryubo immediately recognized as not human was, unsurprisingly, the "Evil Tiga" from the tokusatsu series, whose body was not only taken over by Masaki Keigo, but whose own pet was even killed by him using his own body.

Evil Tiga, he was a nameless warrior, neither evil nor Tiga.

To Longbo's surprise, "Evil Tiga" also followed the example of Old Man Tiga and disposed of corpses everywhere.

I don't know if they were corrupted by the old man Jia, or if the Ultraman of the Ultra series have a tradition of dumping corpses everywhere.

Longbo's thoughts began to wander, even though he knew that if "Evil Tiga" hadn't been petrified into a statue here, he would probably have died on the spot.

But thinking of their Ultraman series, he suddenly had this strange idea.

The sound of panting came from below. The boy and his dog saw the statue in the light screen, so they stopped hiding and ran straight to the light screen and looked up.

He focused his gaze on the screen in front of him. The two statues in the image felt incredibly familiar to him. Whether it was the giant's agile body or the beast's majestic form, they made him feel a sense of disorientation.

He couldn't help but raise his hand, as if wanting to reach into the light screen and touch every inch of the statue's texture and details.

“Geddy…” the boy couldn’t help but whisper, then looked down at his companion who had been by his side since birth: “That monster looks a lot like you!”

Longbo turned his head upon hearing this. Even if the child adopted by the priestess had forgotten his own name, would he still remember the names of his companions?

The yellow dog responded softly twice, its eyes filled with memories of the past as it looked at the statue.

Unlike the boy, it returned from the brink of death under the protection of its companions and has never forgotten anything from the past.

Everything from the past is vividly clear in its eyes. It could regain its former power at any time, but it did not do so.

For it, accompanying its companions to grow from scratch once again is far more important than the power to destroy the city.

Hearing his companion's response, the boy nodded as if he understood, his gaze gradually widening until it almost merged with the scene on the light screen.

Suddenly, the scene rippled, and the petrified statue stood up in his eyes, its stone body turning crimson as it went through battles with its companions.

The boy witnessed a crimson giant battling various monsters, including a black giant, and ultimately joined forces with another warrior who had returned to the light from the darkness.

The images were so impactful that the boy was almost completely immersed in them, with names and actions popping into his mind one after another, making him increasingly dazed.

Zigela… Tiga… Zoga… Yuling…

Each name that appeared conjured up a picture in his mind. They were his familiar comrades-in-arms, and also enemies he had fought bitterly against.

However, he did not find his own name among these names, as if he were a nobody.

The priestess smiled and floated down from Longbo's shoulder, landing beside the boy. She gently stroked his head and told him about his past without reservation.

The boy fell silent upon hearing this. He had known for a long time that he was adopted by his mother, after all, he was very different from the people in the tribe, and it was obvious that something was wrong.

He originally thought he was a descendant of the Ivi tribe, but he lived well in the tribe and had no intention of finding out his origins.

He had visited this pyramid many times, but he had not noticed anything unusual about it.

But only now did he realize that his origins were not so simple; he had transformed into white light from a statue inside the pyramid and appeared before his mother.

Even if it wasn't the petrified statue itself, it was still intricately connected to him. And Gedi's existence made this possibility increasingly likely.

As the boy pondered in confusion, he felt his towering "uncle" move slightly, his calm gaze falling upon him.

Just as he thought his uncle was about to speak, his mother's gentle voice came from above.

He said he had seen a dead land in an area thousands of miles away.

"The survivors there erected murals depicting red giants and behemoths joining forces to defeat some kind of being, but also perishing together."

"...?"

The boy looked completely bewildered, seemingly having no idea what it meant. But the yellow dog beside him had its pupils constrict sharply, and its fur bristled like a cat as it recalled the unpleasant events.