Monsters: Evolving from Titans to Ancient Gods

So-called Titan derivatives usually exhibit many of the same characteristics as certain Titans.

Many Titan derivatives, over long periods of time, may even converge in evolution towards certain Titan-like directions.

In many cases, these derivative species are influenced or even manipulated by specific Titans.

The derivative species even instinctively crave the Titan's attention and gaze. No matter how cruel or indifferent the Titan is to them, under the influence of unknown factors, they will still eagerly follow the Titan's commands.

Kamazoz and the bats it controls, with wingspans of over ten meters, have this kind of relationship.

Just like the Primitive and Space Marine next door.

Right now, a swarm of Titan derivatives is flying over Lonbo's head, leaving a long, trailing shadow.

They resembled the Western dragons in Longbo's memory. Of course, they usually only had four limbs.

According to the discriminatory hierarchy of certain dragon-loving groups, they should belong to the category of wyverns, which are at the bottom of the social hierarchy and are not allowed on the table.

Their size ranges from tens of centimeters to thirty or forty meters, and their postures are extremely varied. Some have large heads, some are fat, and some are even shaped like snakes.

All sorts of strange dragons soar through the sky, and many of them even enter the surface through the tunnels of the inner world, emitting hoarse sounds along the way.

This was not the first time he had seen Titan derivatives; he had personally wiped out a large group of Kamazoz's derivatives when he first entered the Netherworld.

Longber could easily tell that they were derivatives of some Titan, but he couldn't determine how they came to be.

Although Lunabrück was also a Titan, the matter of derivative species truly touched upon a blind spot in his knowledge.

He himself has no offspring.

Godzilla doesn't have it, and neither does the Snow Demon.

However, there are quite a few derivative species around Kamazoz and the Titan directly in front of him.

Not only that…

Longbo's gaze fell on the distant ice field, taking in the enormous creature hidden deep within the glacier.

Their size has surpassed that of many subterranean super species, with a body length exceeding 150 meters.

Moreover, their bodies are not even snake-shaped, but rather lizard-like creatures with four limbs.

Several giant beasts were covered in hardened white skin, and their thick heads had two tusks that were like elephant tusks, but rather straight, and almost longer than their legs.

"So big..."

Longbo was also stunned by what he saw; the size of these giant beasts exceeded his imagination.

They are not Titans, and are significantly different from the super-species of the inner Earth; they belong to Titan derivatives.

To Longbo's surprise, these Titan derivatives had reached such a size.

He had always thought that the largest Titan derivative species were only at the level of giant bats and wyverns with two legs on their heads.

"What could possibly cause this Titan derivative to grow to such an enormous size?"

Longbo looked once again at the cave in the distance, where there was a faint and unfamiliar life magnetic field, with faint radiation fluctuations spreading outwards.

He had only come to see the sleeping Titan on his way, hoping to wake it up and put it back to sleep.

But now, he was genuinely intrigued, wondering what had caused its offspring to grow to a size that seemed comparable to a Titan.

The golden ship stood at the edge of the ice field, its eight hooves rising and falling, its head bowed as it looked down at the ice beneath its feet, a hint of unease in its eyes.

It figured that stepping on it alone might not be a problem, but with that thing on its back, it would probably fall into the water.

The pulling sensation from the reins forced it to grit its teeth and move forward, but at a slower pace, proceeding cautiously.

Longbo noticed these things, but he didn't care, since he had plenty of time.

The large dragon-shaped derivatives slumber within the ice, using the ice to freeze themselves, while the smaller derivatives outside run rampant.

The smaller and medium-sized offspring were uneasy about the arrival of Longbo and the Golden Ship, and scattered and fled.

Terrified cries echoed across the icy plains, but they could not awaken the slumbering behemoths. They slept too deeply and were encased in ice, their senses of the outside world almost nonexistent.

Therefore, they could only watch helplessly as the being, exuding an aura that made them tremble, stepped into the cave that had been untouched for many years.

Although the cave has long since turned into permafrost, Lombard can still clearly see the signs of high-temperature burning and melting on its rock walls.

The entire cave is over 150 meters high, and it can barely maintain a circular shape, cutting diagonally into the depths of the Earth's core.

All signs indicate that it was pierced by some kind of breath from a Titan or monster, penetrating directly from the Earth's core to a lower level within it.

Its estimated depth reaches tens of kilometers, and upon deeper exploration, one can clearly perceive an increase in temperature and a corresponding increase in concentrated radiation energy.

Seeing that they had reached a depth where the golden ship could no longer proceed, Longbo sent it directly to the Rainbow Realm to keep the Wartdog company, and then entered the Titan's lair alone.

A dozen minutes later, the world in front of Longbo's eyes became wider, and the scenery changed from dim to dark red.

However, just as Longbo officially entered the vast void, the scene that came into view made him freeze in place.

Lava ravaged this dark brown space, with large rivers of crimson lava flowing freely, encircling a towering mountain and turning it into an island in the lava.

On that isolated island surrounded by lava, a huge skeleton lay quietly on the exposed rock, its indestructible bones reflecting the red glow of the lava.

The dragon head with four horns had completely turned into bones, its empty eyes staring straight at Longbo's four eyes. Even in death, its fangs still gleamed with sharpness.

"Dead?"

After a brief moment of stunned silence, Longbo felt somewhat disappointed. He had come with the intention of waking it up and letting it sleep again.

Given the current situation, he estimated that it would be quite difficult for him to wake it up and put it back to sleep.

but…

Since this Titan is dead, whose life force did he sense?

With this question in mind, Longbo cast another suspicious glance before leaping onto the deserted island.

He approached, spear in hand, his four eyes scanning the surroundings and scrutinizing the Titan's corpse.

This Titan is almost identical to the Western dragon image in many games, with a slightly long neck, six limbs, and a wingspan of over three hundred meters.

Even though only skeletons remained, Luneburg could still tell that it was quite enormous, even among Titans.

Apart from the Snow Demon and the three-headed alien beggar, there is probably nothing larger than it.