Monsters: Evolving from Titans to Ancient Gods

Chapter 207 The Great Melee and the Little Golden Man

Nighttime, in the garden near the armory.

The stars twinkled, the moon hung high, and its light scattered across the garden, casting a silvery glow over the lush cherry blossoms.

Hokuto Seiji had already mingled among the children, and his kind and gentle demeanor made them feel a strong sense of closeness.

After learning about the children's plight, he was not only shocked by how cruel humans could be, but also felt endless love and care for them. If he hadn't had important matters to attend to, he might have stayed there.

Longbo and Mefilas stood on the roof of the wooden house, the cheerful sounds of children playing forming the background noise of their conversation.

"Mefilas, it's clear you really like these kids," Longbo remarked.

"They like you very much too." Mefilas maintained a perfectly measured smile, equally moved.

"However, everything in the universe is in flux; even the eternal sun changes every single day, let alone the thoughts of a mere, weak being."

"Perhaps one day in the future, my thoughts will change."

Mefilas doesn't think he can maintain this love for these children forever, but he will continue to protect them in the unknown future.

Longbo glanced thoughtfully at Mefilas and casually replied, "Perhaps."

Although Shi said this, that was not what he actually thought.

Judging from the appearance of Mefilas that He had seen not long ago, which was almost turning into a real human, even the first thing he thought of when he thought of spaceships was to get a few washing machines.

It doesn't seem like they'd change their minds at all.

Moreover, this is the Ultra Universe, where aliens can easily fall into evil once they become good.

That's impossible, of course.

Those who fall into goodness either redeem themselves and disappear at lightning speed, or they get a good ending. There are no examples of them becoming violent again after falling into goodness.

"These children are in your care."

Longbo's figure gradually dissipated, and in his last moment he looked at Mefilas and left a message: "Let's continue to care for these children."

"Mefilas".

After Longbo fully returned, Mefilas smiled slightly and looked at the children.

"As you command, great embodiment of balance."

In the garden of another dimension, Longbo reopened his eyes, and wherever his gaze fell, magnificent scenes that could not possibly exist in the real universe were revealed.

The towering World Tree still stands in the distance, seemingly touching the expanding edge of another dimension.

On its vast, boundless branches hangs a golden dragon-shaped figure upside down. Goldras is still swaying in the wind, his eyes closed, his body seemingly merging with time and space, clearly having gained new insights and understanding.

"It actually figured it out."

Seeing this, Longbo couldn't help but sigh. Even though it was just a simple matter of hanging the Goldras up and letting it air dry for a while...

That period of time has long since passed, but unexpectedly, Goldras refused to come down, as if he regarded that place as his home.

Not only that, it actually gained unexpected insights while hanging upside down.

The World Tree plays a vital role in this garden and even in the entire other dimension. It connects the vast and infinite spacetime realm with the Gensokyo world to which the Star Grail belongs, making it a central node in multiple dimensions.

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Every moment, it serves as a vessel for those dimensions to manifest in other dimensions, enduring unimaginable forces of spacetime, and in time it may grow to an unimaginable extent.

As a type of spacetime monster, Goldras is now hanging upside down under the World Tree, where spacetime power is surging, so it's not surprising that it has entered this state of enlightenment.

Under Longbo's gaze, Goldras's figure rippled with the power of spacetime, his form changing constantly, and the surrounding spacetime became chaotic.

The enormous World Tree was aware of this. Although it had never moved, it actually possessed its own thoughts and its power was beyond imagination.

Faced with this chaotic situation of spacetime, he lowered a vine from one of the towering branches, which swayed in the wind, and the chaotic spacetime forces instantly calmed down.

In this indescribable calm, Goldras's transformation was complete, a crack appeared on his back, and his dazzling golden armor dimmed.

The next second, the transformed Goldras emerged from the crack, its body becoming increasingly robust, its dense scales shining like gold, and the horns and bone spikes on its head emitting a cold light.

EX Goldras stood suspended in the sky, letting out a roar that soared into the heavens, and a wave of heat spread, silencing all living things in the area surrounding the World Tree.

Longbo took in all of this, feeling both surprised and incredibly gratified that his little rascal had finally grown up.

It was originally thought that the golden dragon, which had already shown some characteristics of the Goldras King, would evolve into the Goldras King, but unexpectedly it skipped the King Beast stage and became the stronger EX Goldras.

Goldras has now grown in strength by leaps and bounds, possessing the dual power of chaos and spacetime. If placed in the universe, it would be enough to cause a disaster of considerable scale.

Longbo was naturally pleased to see this situation.

Although he has many allies now, his own forces are actually relatively weak.

In Longbo's eyes, the only things that could be considered powerful by the standard of the Spear of Destiny and the World Tree that connects several dimensions are the only ones.

Even with two Zettons, Goldras, and the Golden Ship, their current strength is still considerably lacking.

As Goldras's roar echoed, many otherworldly monsters were startled. Hilbagun, who was curled up at Lombre's feet, raised his head, but after seeing Goldras, he lowered his head and went back to sleep.

Upon sensing the roar, the two powerful fungal monsters immediately gripped their weapons, abandoning their attack on the extradimensional monster and its physical form.

They led a vast army of monsters toward Goldras, unleashing their relentless WAAAGH!

The fungal monster's WAAAGH! forms a wave that, like a tsunami, flattens the forest like a speed bump, crushing everything and causing countless entities to flee for their lives.

An eight-legged behemoth appeared, stepping on streams of light, and swept up the banished monsters in its mouths before gracefully departing.

The march of the fungal monsters caused a chaotic extradimensional storm that swept through every corner of the forest.

Scattered in various places, the hounds that had not been dispatched peeked out from their dens. They sensed the presence of the golden ship in the storm, instantly gathered, and chased after it.

The golden ship is now faster and faster, and its ability to hide is getting stronger, making it difficult for the hounds to find its tracks. Now that it has shown itself, the hounds will naturally not let it go easily.

Thus, Goldras's roar after his transformation triggered a riot that covered the garden, forcing many races assimilated by Lombard into the chaos.

The two fungal monsters rushed to Goldras's side immediately.

His emerald green skin glowed, his muscles throbbed, and his veins bulged like vines clinging to emerald green rock, releasing astonishing power with each violent movement.

The sudden combined attack stunned Goldras, who was still immersed in his own powerful strength, and sent him flying horizontally, crashing into the World Tree.

By the time it crashed to the ground and came to its senses, it had already been submerged by the spreading green tide.

The overwhelming fungal monsters here don't need to consider any ecological balance issues. No matter what kind of damage this place suffers, it will be restored to its original state in the blink of an eye by the great creator.

Therefore, they acted without thinking, wildly unleashing their savage aura and astonishing power, launching indiscriminate attacks on everything around them.

Many creatures immediately launched a furious counterattack, and blood and severed limbs instantly covered a corner of the forest. A large number of entities and monsters died, waiting for the respawn timer to finish.

In the distance, Goldras fought his way out, but was quickly swallowed up again, experiencing the same frustration that the Super Beast Baraba had felt not long ago.

This enraged it, and it immediately opened its blood-red maw and roared angrily, and also began to shake people.

Since these fungal monsters have no sense of martial ethics, it will retaliate with an equal number of human waves.

As its call spread, a vast expanse of shadow flew from the top of the World Tree, and the dragon spirits who had a close relationship with the gold and silver dragon brothers left Gensokyo without fear and joined the war.

Although they would die if their defenses were breached, they can now be reborn in another dimension after death, so they are not so scary.

Meanwhile, in the distance, Jibril, a Skywing who was not particularly affected by the death of a god, was instantly fascinated by the scale of the war and returned to her lair with a large group of her sisters to join in.

At this moment, amidst such a large-scale war, the Skywing races, except for Azriel, selectively forgot the fact that their former creator had died at the hands of Lonbo, and enthusiastically participated in this endless slaughter.

Right at Lombre's feet, Hilbagun also heard Goldras's call. Due to its poor eyesight, it didn't see what was happening on the other side and rushed over without thinking.

When it finally saw the waves on the other side and regained its senses, it was too late to retreat. It was instantly swept in and submerged by the fungal monster.

In this chaotic melee, the sheer number of fungal monsters gained an absolute advantage, to the point that a large number of monsters, unable to find any opponents, went to cut down the World Tree with weapons cobbled together from scraps.

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"This is a mess."

Luna sat on His throne, lost in thought as he gazed at the chaotic scene before him.

Goldras's shout caused such a massive chaos, which was unexpected.

In the end, Longbo could only attribute it all to the fact that the fungal monster he created was too realistic, even the aggressive genes were almost perfectly replicated.

So much so that the two fungal monster leaders rushed over without thinking after hearing the roar and started fighting Goldras.

but--

Longbo didn't reject this kind of large-scale mixed exercise; on the contrary, he thought it was quite lively.

Goldras led the dragon spirits and fungal monsters in a passionate elbowing battle, while the warthounds chased the golden ship everywhere, occasionally getting caught up in the war. The winged creatures were extremely furious, their faces turning red and their legs slightly clenched, as if they were in a climax. The fungal monsters elbowed everything in their path.

The sounds of battle soared to the heavens, the blood staining the clouds red, and the blood pooled into rivers, the raging, stinking floodwaters engulfing the battlefield and flowing towards the lakes.

Almost every kind of life form was intertwined, and each race had its own tasks to perform.

This immediately piqued Longbo's interest. After a moment's thought, he threw the two naive, specialized Zettons into the fire as well, adding fuel to the fire.

As His will extended, all the Titans that were born with combat abilities joined the battle.

At this moment, Longbo was experiencing the same kind of fun he had with the dog-headed man sitting on the brass toilet deep in the Sea of ​​Souls.

To be honest, watching this level of chaotic battle is quite impressive. Everyone has their own things to do, and it also helps to identify subordinates with potential.

Longbo would occasionally bestow some seemingly insignificant blessings upon individuals who performed exceptionally well.

At this moment, all beings on the chaotic battlefield are absolutely equal. Anyone who performs well will be blessed to some extent. Even the Winged Race, who are not interested in him, are given the same chance to be reborn and blessed by Longbo, without any discrimination.

Having done all this, Longbo sat quietly on his throne, watching everything with great interest.

The elegant silver dragon king folded its wings and landed beside him, standing like a feline. Regin Levi flicked its long tail in front of it, its slender eyes gleaming.

"It's been a long time, Creator—"

Longbo glanced at Reijin Levi. At this moment, the dragon king from Gensokyo was still quite strong after being filled with a wider spacetime power.

"Aren't you going to get involved? This level of war is far more intense than your Star Cup battle. Dying a few times will bring considerable benefits."

Longbo's words echoed around Reginlev, leaving the last remaining dragon king speechless.

She narrowed her dragon eyes slightly, scanning the battlefield, and replied in a languid tone, "I'm not the kind of crazy person who loves fighting. I have no interest in struggling on this barbaric and terrifying battlefield. Isn't it better to just drift along like this?"

Regin Levi naturally knew that this war, in terms of both scale and intensity, far surpassed the divine war that Gensokyo had fought ten thousand years ago.

Even if the gods of Gensokyo were thrown down, they wouldn't make a ripple on this battlefield. The fact that these Skywing and Dragon Spirit species were able to participate in the melee was due to the benefits of the intersection of other dimensions and many worlds.

In Reijin Levi's view, while the power of the gods in Gensokyo is indeed great, it is worthless on this battlefield; they are as numerous as you can find.

There are too many monsters in this forest with the power to shatter planets.

Perhaps if Zhonglong and the God of War Altshu were still alive, they would definitely be very interested in this battlefield.

Regin Levy didn't have the idea of ​​throwing herself down to be beaten; she didn't have that kind of masochistic hobby.

However, after she finished speaking, Longbo's response sent chills down her spine.

"No, I think you love fighting too."

"What?!" Regin Levi's body stiffened, her pupils trembled violently, and she instantly regretted her impulsive decision to go and find Uncle Long to reminisce. She shouldn't have shown up.

But it's too late to say anything now.

Almost the instant Longbo's voice fell, Regin Levi was sent into the air above the battlefield. She instinctively tried to enter the space-time dimension, but was pulled down in the next second and overwhelmed in terror.

Not going to fight?

This is obviously impossible.

If Regin Levi hadn't appeared before Lombard himself, he might not have even remembered her existence.

But since she was destined to come to him, Uncle Long naturally wouldn't be polite. He treated all his subordinates equally, and since she was here, he would definitely get involved.

This chaotic battle lasted for a long time, with a large number of lives dying every second, and most of them returning to the battle immediately after being reborn.

Only a small number of entities that were truly unskilled in combat chose to leave the battlefield without looking back.

In the midst of the fierce battle, a storm, second only to the one that swept through Lombard's ascension, swept through the entire garden, turning the once vibrant land into scorched earth, teetering on the brink of collapse. Cracks burst open, stretching to the horizon, instantly revealing the garden's desolate state.

But Longbo didn't care; with his power, he could easily turn this place back to its original state.

Longbo watched all of this quietly, observing the battles of every creature here, and bestowing His blessings upon those who stood out.

Occasionally, Wartdogs would jump back from another universe, bringing with them the scattered Lumber Giants that had been found.

Longbo also threw them into the battlefield.

No one can escape this massive mess.

All of this continued until Tartarus arrived, and it did not stop because of him.

Tartarus stood in the chaotic extradimensional ocean, his golden body out of place with the distorted colors around him, his milky white eyes scanning his surroundings.

Beside him stood a warrior, also clad in golden armor, with his arms crossed.

Tartarus recently appeared on the battlefield he had visited ten thousand years ago. After surveying the changes around him, he tore open the curtain and entered another dimension.

This alternate dimension is different from the universes he has been to before. Although it is also chaotic and disordered, the malice around it is not as strong as in other alternate dimensions.

If it weren't for the omnipresent chaotic energy and the raging extradimensional storms in the distance, Tartarus wouldn't have thought this was another dimension.

"Truly the embodiment of balance," Tartarus remarked after a long silence.

Beside him, a warrior named Titan held his sword with his arms crossed, his gaze fixed on the distant outline of a garden that seemed so close yet so far away.

"Is that the place? The legendary paradise?"

Titan spoke, suddenly noticing a massive battle raging in the direction of the garden in the distance, with a chaotic storm sweeping towards their location.

Before the storm even arrived, the extradimensional entities, disturbed by the anomaly, fled in panic, passing right by the two of them and running towards the edge of the extradimensional world.

"Tartars, have you noticed?"

Titan could clearly sense the blood-red light spreading with the storm deep within the garden, and said, "It seems a battle is taking place in that garden."

"I see it." Tartarus could naturally sense the enormous battlefield in the distance, but that was not enough to make him retreat.

Just like when he came to this universe ten thousand years ago, his departure was not due to the large army he faced at that time, but rather the arrival of the King of Ultra.

"Let's go." Tartarus didn't care. He unfurled a golden vortex in front of him, took the Titans inside, and disappeared.

When they reappeared, the two were already in the core of the garden, standing atop the towering branches of the World Tree, gazing down.

Under their watchful eyes, the legendary garden, beautiful as paradise, did not exist; instead, there was only a desolate and terrifying battlefield, as if it were hell.

The vast continent was entirely blood-red, filled with the glow of blood and the smoke of gunpowder, and chaotic battles were taking place everywhere in sight.

Every second, countless lives are lost and bodies vanish, yet despite this, the astonishing scale of the battle shows no sign of diminishing.

Seeing this, Titan gripped his sword tighter, his mind growing increasingly alert.

Even He had rarely witnessed a battle of this scale, and even their recent clash with the Land of Light had not reached this level of intensity, which was truly terrifying.

Tartarus remained silent. He could clearly sense that these monsters fighting in the melee all possessed the same source of power, and each contained the power of Longbo within its body.

Undoubtedly, this is an internal competition or contest among Longbo's subordinates, and this rapid resurrection is also different from his understanding of extradimensional entities.

However, it is certain that without Longbo's involvement, the rebirth of the extradimensional entity could not have been this fast.

But soon, a completely new idea popped into Tartarus's mind.

He gazed at the massive army below, pondering that if this army could be dispatched to aid the kingdom, even if the Land of Light mobilized its entire forces, it would be unable to reverse the tide of war.

If I could borrow this large army and let them and the kingdom's army deal with the Land of Light, then the four of us could face the legendary warrior, Ultra King.

If it could really be done—

Then victory is assured!

Almost the instant this thought arose, the environment around the two of them underwent a dramatic change.

The surrounding scenery changed from the towering World Tree to an equally vast floating continent, surrounded by clouds and floating islands. Rainbows stretched across the clouds, connecting the floating islands in the sky, creating a magnificent scene.

In an instant, Titan sensed extreme danger. He had been moved to a different location without warning, which made him feel a strong sense of crisis.

If the other party can do something so easily, then killing me can be just as easy.

Just as he gripped the golden sword in his hand, Tartarus had already taken a step and walked into the depths of the clouds.

Unlike the Titans, he clearly sensed the teleportation but did not stop the power.

As he moved forward, the clouds and mist before him dissipated, and a humanoid silhouette, over three hundred meters tall, stood clearly before the two of them.

Ryubo's materialized battle form was thus revealed to the two of them.

The moment Titan saw Lonbo, he tensed up and instinctively gripped his sword tightly; only in this way could he feel safe.

In his eyes, the humanoid silhouette, which appeared to be 300 meters tall, was larger than the universe itself, and was extremely majestic. Although it had restrained itself somewhat, the aura it exuded was still terrifying.

He clearly sensed that He existed simultaneously in an unknown dimensional node of another dimension and the spacetime realm.

Once unleashed without restraint, even the basic laws of spacetime and physics will become chaotic and eventually collapse. The enormous size will unleash astonishing gravity, attracting nearby cosmic bubbles and pulling them towards it.

With just one glance, the Titans knew that this was an existence they could not match. Of the four in their kingdom, only Tartarus could stand calmly before Lombard.

Tartarus stepped forward and addressed Lonbo, his voice magnetic and possessing a unique charm: "Please forgive our uninvited presence. The embodiment of balance in the universe—no, I should call you Lonbo, right?"

Behind him, Titan suddenly felt that the title of the embodiment of balance was unreasonable. How could the size of the embodiment of the unique laws of the universe exceed that of the universe itself?

"You said before that you would come here, so it can't be considered uninvited." Longbo turned slightly to the side, his gaze falling on the unfamiliar figure behind Tartarus.

But when Longbo's gaze fell on Titan, Titan quickly calmed down, regained his usual demeanor, and simply introduced himself: "I am Ablusot Titan, also a warrior from the kingdom."

At this moment, He did not begin with the title of the ultimate life form, a symbol of the kingdom's warriors, as He had done before.

Tartarus added from the side, "The Titans are among the kingdom's most formidable warriors and our finest swordsmen, possessing exceptional swordsmanship."

Upon hearing this, Longbo nodded thoughtfully, wondering which swordsman was stronger, this Titan or Zagi, the ice swordsman from the Land of Light.

But clearly this wasn't the time to think about that. He turned his gaze back to Tartarus. "So, what do you want to talk to me about?"

"If you still want to invite me to join your kingdom's camp, then you might as well go back."

Longbo reiterated that he would not join the Kingdom's camp, nor was he interested in siding with the other Kingdom of Light for the time being.

Tartarus felt a little regretful but not surprised when he saw Lombard express his attitude. Compared to other beings of the same or even stronger level in the multiverse, it was already good that He was willing to talk to him.

Tartarus once sought out a unique being of the same caliber as Lombre, but he was forcibly expelled before he could even see their faces.

Looking across the multiverse, aside from the four mysterious beings, Longbo, who appears fierce on the outside but is extremely chaotic in essence, is the easiest to talk to.

According to the Titans, even Noah, the Limit of Light, was not as easy to talk to as Longbo, a being of chaos.

But given that Tartarus hadn't come to win him over again, he quickly adjusted his words and stated his purpose directly: "I think we can make a deal."

Behind him, Titan's eyes dimmed upon hearing this. He knew that once this deal was made, it would mean that the kingdom was completely desperate, which was why it had no choice but to take this path.

Longbo said, "Speak."

Tartarus's gaze fell on the distant battlefield where fierce fighting was still raging, as if he were thinking about something, but he uttered something that surprised Lombard.

"I hope that if our plan fails and fails to save the core of the kingdom, leading to the kingdom's collapse..."

"Please take action and take away a portion of the kingdom's survivors. Use your power to create an energy source similar to the kingdom's core, and place them in a remote universe, so that they may become the last spark of the Ablusotes."

Tartarus knew that even someone as powerful as Lombre could not repair the core of a kingdom capable of destroying multiple universes, nor could he create one.

However, if it's just a small core used by a portion of the survivors, then it's highly likely to be no problem.

With Longbo's abilities, finding a remote universe for some of the kingdom's survivors to live in wouldn't be a problem.

That's why he proposed such a deal.

However, Longbo found this extremely absurd and chuckled, "You'd rather believe in me, a god of chaos, than in the Land of Light?"

How interesting. These days, are the people of Chaos more trustworthy than those of the Land of Light? Longbo was momentarily at a loss for words when it came to Tartarus's so-called deal.

However, Tartarus simply chuckled and replied, "In my opinion, given your reputation throughout the multiverse, you are trustworthy."

"Besides, if you have enough leverage in the deal, you have no reason to refuse, do you?"

In truth, Tartarus did not think Lonbo was more trustworthy than the Land of Light, but he also knew that one should not put all one's eggs in one basket.

Besides the well-regarded Ryubo, the Land of Light is also an option for him.

If things truly reach an irreversible point, then a Titan who has a good relationship with a certain warrior from the Land of Light will "betray" himself and the kingdom.

At that time, the Titans would waver because of the people of the Land of Light, betraying and killing themselves, using the life of Tartarus, the mastermind behind the conspiracy, as a pledge of allegiance.

He relied on the relationship between the Titans and a certain warrior from the Land of Light to secure a chance for some survivors to continue their lives. Lonbo was his choice, but not his only choice.

In this way, the kingdom has a double layer of insurance, ensuring its continuation even in the event of destruction.

Currently, only Tartarus himself and the Titans know about this; the other two high-ranking officials are unaware of it.

Tartarus was worried that if they found out, they would mess things up.

"Champions?" Longbo sat on his throne, asking with interest, "What can you give me?"

If the stakes are high enough, then Longbo wouldn't mind helping Tartarus with this favor.

Tartarus was right; Luneburg did indeed have the ability to conjure a plasma spark or other energy source that could cause hyper-evolution.

After all, he had already created the Star Torch by hand during his weak period ten thousand years ago. Even the Baltan aliens could create a Land of Light by messing around. Now that Longbo has become countless times stronger, there is naturally no reason why he cannot do something that is not difficult.

Tartarus raised his head, meeting Lonbo's scrutinizing eyes with a meaningful gaze. He clenched one hand and whispered seductively, "The way to elevate you to a higher level."

"At the level of Noah and the King of Ultra—"