Monsters: Evolving from Titans to Ancient Gods.

Longbo observed its behavior and instantly realized that Gedi's situation was different from the boy's.

It's clear from Gedi's actions that it hasn't forgotten the incident; on the contrary, it's deeply impressed.

The priestess seemed to sense Longbo's thoughts, then lowered her head and looked at Gedi meaningfully.

The latter felt the intense gaze and couldn't help but look up. When it realized that the gaze was coming from the priestess, it grinned and its tail swayed gently.

Longbo stood before the pyramids, a gentle breeze ruffling the corner of the cloak draped over him, swaying like a faded yellow curtain.

The priestess gazed at her adopted son for a moment, then took out the bronze spark prism, handed it to him, and smiled encouragingly, saying, "This was originally yours; perhaps it can unlock all the answers."

"Give it a try."

The encouragement from his mother made the boy's eyes, which were once again fixed on the screen, flicker with a hint of excitement.

He slowly raised his hand, his finger pointing towards a certain spot on the bronze spark prism amidst the expectant gazes around him.

The priestess smiled encouragingly, Longbo glanced at her sideways, and Gedi's gaze remained unchanged.

The boy took a deep breath, his gaze falling on the light screen. Almost instinctively, he adopted a pose familiar to Longbo, pressing his finger against the bronze spark prism.

"... "

Nothing changed, nothing happened.

"Hey?"

The boy was a little surprised. He remembered that it wasn't like this before. But... when was "before"?

The boy was somewhat puzzled.

The priestess paused slightly, while Gedi remained indifferent; to it, it didn't matter what its companions were like.

Chapter 58 Night and Bonfire (Happy New Year)

The night sky was shrouded in brilliant starlight, and inside the tower stood magnificently dressed giants, whose long horns echoed in every corner of the city.

The campfire burst into flames as wood was added, and wisps of embers flew into the night sky, merging with the magnificent Milky Way.

Longbo sat on one side of the square, quietly watching the giants he had created gather together.

The extreme joy made the scene just as fervent as it had been more than three hundred years ago.

The long howls of warty dogs echoed around the city, and shadows two to three times the height of ordinary giants lurked on the city streets, tilting their heads back to swallow their food.

The giants that had been created looked at the behemoths before them, whose height and weight far exceeded their own, and couldn't help but feel a sense of defeat.

Although they were far more powerful than humans on the ground, they appeared extremely small in the face of these behemoths.

Beside the campfire, people couldn't help but look towards the center of the square—the undulating shadows like mountains behind the origin of these giants—and their hearts grew even more awe-inspiring.

The shadow of the eight-legged creature resembled a giant horse-shaped beast, its shoulder height almost equal to that of the legendary chieftain, and its massive body far exceeding that of the chieftain.

They watched it bathed in the firelight, its body lying behind the chieftain, like the neck of a city wall extending, chewing the food handed to it by the people.

People even felt a strange sense of disorientation because of this scene; compared to the patriarch who had recently returned, it seemed more like a high and mighty god.

Giants gathered around a huge bonfire and danced, while a hundred-meter-tall Titan sat quietly to one side, surrounded by a multitude of beasts, creating an epic scene of a vast kingdom.

The priestess sat beside Longbo, watching this scene, and once again recalled that night three hundred years ago.

"That night, it was this scene. You greeted me as if you were just leaving temporarily."

She looked up at Long Bo's face and recalled a scene that seemed familiar.

Longbo gave no reply, but his thoughts had clearly reached the priestess's mind. He wouldn't stay here long and would leave soon.

The priestess seemed to have expected this, her expression remained unchanged, and she silently offered her blessing.

She wouldn't stop him; she hadn't stopped Long Bo from leaving before, and she wouldn't do the same now.

She devised that dangerous plan not to keep him by her side, but to see him one more time.

Now that she has achieved her goal and knows that her loved ones are all safe and sound, she can finally relax.

Seeing that he is still safe and sound is enough.

Longbo looked down at the giants around him, pondered for a moment, and then made his decision.

"I will not take you with me."

After seeing his offspring, Longbo pondered for a long time, but ultimately couldn't figure out what he could do with them.

Investigation?

Their sense of smell, eyesight, and mobility are not as keen or excellent as those of wartdogs.

fighting…

Despite their superior intelligence and ability to use tools, as humanoid beings, Longbo still felt that they were no match for a few wartdogs and had poor combat capabilities.

Lumbert understood why few Titans carried Derivatives with them—because they were truly useless.

It's better for these giants to continue living here. They're safe with the protection of Evil, Gedi, and Mothra's resurrection armor. There's no safer place than this.

The priestess nodded with pleasure upon hearing this. She knew that Longbo would do this, but she also frankly mentioned in the telepathic communication that doing so would frustrate the tribe.

The tribespeople would be pleased by everything Lombard did, but if Lombard were to abandon them, they would be deeply frustrated and doubt themselves, though they would not say anything.

The priestess respected all of Longbo's decisions.

She could empathize with both sides; she could feel the low spirits he felt when he was away from Longbo, and she could also agree with the decision he made because he could not guarantee the safety of his people.

Almost instantly, all the tribesmen clearly sensed Longbo's change in emotion, and the atmosphere around the campfire became subtle.

After pondering for a moment, Longbo finally decided to find something for these derivative species that he had created to do.

He communicated his thoughts to the priestess through telepathy, asking her to lead her people in building a huge structure for him.

In this way, when Longbo falls asleep, he can simply place the building somewhere and go to sleep, instead of digging a hole and burying himself as before.

Although Lombre is already an Alpha-level Titan, a long period of hibernation is inevitable in the future, and he cannot remain conscious for tens of thousands of years.

Of course, the most important thing is to give them something to do; everything else is secondary.

Longbo's decision initially startled the priestess, but she then smiled with relief.

She stood up from beside Longbo. As a first-generation descendant, she was far smaller and weaker than the other members of her race. However, the prestige she had accumulated over the years made her an incredibly respected figure among her people.

As she stood up, everyone's eyes fell on her.

Faced with pairs of questioning eyes, the priestess conveyed Longbo's decision throughout the city in an ethereal voice.

Upon hearing this, all the giants cheered. Having rediscovered their meaning of existence, they were now bursting with astonishing enthusiasm and almost immediately began to carry it out.

The priestess took in the excited faces and a smile unconsciously appeared on her own face.

A world map from the memories of the Kirieloids and a bold idea surfaced in her mind.

She saw in the memories of the Kirieloids that this planet would one day become a prosperous civilization.

The priestess could clearly sense that she could live for what she perceived to be a long time, but that was insignificant compared to Longbo's lifespan, which was equivalent to that of a planet.

She wanted to build a huge city in every region that would one day have a prosperous civilization, and to depict everything about Longbo and herself on the murals.

To ensure that the city and its murals could be preserved for generations to come, it might be necessary to separate the clan into different branches to guard the city.

In this way, even if he passes away over tens of thousands of years, not only will future generations of humans know of Longbo, an existence that should not be forgotten.

Longbo will also be able to see the gifts he left for him long ago in the future.

The priestess's thoughts gradually wandered, and one after another, renowned regions emerged in her mind.

Norway, Greece, the place where I was born.

It seems like there's enough land to build several more.

This island can be named after Lombard, and the others can be given different names.

However, before that...

The priestess calmed her fanatical tribesmen, then looked again at her now-grown younger brother, and a thought crossed her mind: she wanted to know what he had been through…

The next morning, the priestess used the bronze spark prism, which her adopted son had temporarily entrusted to her, to send her people back to the Earth's core.

She came to the coastline alone and watched once again as Longbo's figure disappeared into the deep sea.

Until Longbo was gone and his figure had completely disappeared, the priestess conveyed to Longbo a message similar to the last one, but with a completely different meaning, through telepathy.

"We'll always be here waiting for you..."

...

In the endless deep sea, the priestess's voice made Longbo turn his head slightly, but he did not turn back, just like last time.

Longbo's gaze fell on the familiar outline of the continent, and braving the deadly water pressure of the deep sea, he set off step by step into the distance.

...

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

[Mission Description: Defeating Titan Wendigo]

[Task Rewards: Between 1 Attribute Point and 2 Legendary Points, or 5 Skill Points]

[Additional Description: The task is executed locally; the later the task is completed, the richer the reward.]

"... "

“Titan-Wendigo, a kinsman of Baphomet?” Longbo pondered, emerging from the sea and stepping onto the familiar outline of the continent. Xiangliu, who ultimately did not dare to set foot on the island, followed beside him.

His gaze fell on the additional hints he had received, and after a moment's thought, he understood the subtle touches on the art of language in this supplementary description.

"So, this Titan named Wendigo has stirred up a huge mess, and the later we kill Wendigo, the higher the risk of our planet going to collapse, right?"

Longbo was so angry he laughed. He was being tricked by such a clever scheme, but he still accepted the task in the end.

Chapter 59 The Extreme Cold of Siberia

Although we are now at the end of the Ice Age, extreme cold remains the dominant feature of Siberia.

The storm, accompanied by blizzards, ravaged this land that would later become a rich source of literature about suffering, with howling winds and pristine white snow forming an endless expanse of frozen soil.

Longbo and the golden ship traveled through this silent frozen land, crossing the ice field and venturing deep into this region, preparing to cross the strait into the Alaskan region of North America.