Monsters: Evolving from Titans to Ancient Gods

The eight-legged behemoth galloped across the vast inner world of the earth, carrying a mountain-like giant on its back. Under the control of the reins, it lifted and lowered its eight legs, raising dust and gravel high as it marched toward the unknown world.

Longbo, holding the reins, sat on the simple saddle, letting the oncoming hurricane blow his cloak and black hair into the air, enjoying the ultimate pleasure.

Beneath his saddle, the eight-legged horse named Golden Ship looked as if its mother had died, its narrow, vertical pupils revealing a hint of regret.

If it could talk, it would definitely slap its thigh in regret, thinking it shouldn't have been so greedy for that extra bite, when being seven-tenths full would have been enough for it to enjoy itself for a long time.

But it was too late to say anything now. Under the Titan's bizarre abilities, it had no chance of escaping and could only be manipulated by him.

It was all too late.

The golden ship was extremely depressed. It sighed in a human-like manner and walked away listlessly.

Longbo gripped the reins, his body swaying slightly with the movement of the golden ship. Every now and then, pterosaurs or birds would fly past him, casting curious glances.

As a Titan of the Guardian faction, Longbo discovered that the lower the intelligence of a creature, the less wary it seemed to be of Titans like himself.

So much so that this creature, which could be taken down with a single shot, not only didn't flee when it saw Longbo, but instead treated him like a moving tree branch, completely ignoring him.

The wartdogs still followed closely behind, but their pace had changed from a leisurely stroll to a jog.

If it were the old, weak, sick, or disabled group from the past, they probably wouldn't have been able to keep up for long before falling behind. But now, most of that batch of wartdogs have been gradually replaced by the newborn wartdogs.

The golden ship is very fast; even a light jog, like a warm-up, can reach the speed of a high-speed train.

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 mountains, connecting with the clear lake. White waves surged, obscuring the path of the enormous creature, and the waves rippled across the entire 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 history did the Earth give birth to these things? And what caused their death?"

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.

Although it 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 chilling howls, crossing the boulders and the river to surround the area.

But the giant beast in the lake had already approached Titan, its lower body coiled around the boulder, and it 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 and 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 behemoth quietly left, disappearing into the forest, its red fur appearing and disappearing intermittently.