Monsters: Evolving from Titans to Ancient Gods

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 connecting all the dots, 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 pet was even killed by Masaki Keigo 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 dumped 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 murmured, 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 the existence of Gedi 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.

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 a 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 mirror.

"..."

Nothing changed, nothing happened.

"Why?"

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, but Gedi was completely indifferent; to it, it didn't matter what its companion did.