Monsters: Evolving from Titans to Ancient Gods

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.

The gale howled, whipping up snowflakes that pelted Longbo and the golden ship, casting a pristine white hue over the galloping eight-legged steed and the Titan.

Looking up, it's like a majestic snow-capped mountain crashing across this frozen land, and the resulting vibrations and roars bring a touch of liveliness to the otherwise desolate area.

The depressed golden ship sped along, panting heavily, its two scorching breaths billowing out and turning into long dragons of steam that merged into the howling wind and snow.

It shook its head, scattering the snow that had accumulated on its head, which then cascaded down the low snow-capped mountains like a waterfall, causing an avalanche.

It was quite frustrated by this, even though it no longer rejected this life where it didn't have to worry about food and could simply take Hakiber, who was too lazy to walk, around.

But that doesn’t mean it doesn’t want to give Hakib a bite right now.

The Golden Ship hates the cold and snow.

It's almost to the point of causing psychological trauma.

It had once seen a giant Titan carrying crystals on its back; that Titan simply entered the inner world through a passage, and the entire area turned into snow-capped mountains.

Its kind scattered and fled after being struck by the Titan, and the young creature struggled alone in the perilous inner world.

It clearly remembered that day when the white Titan rose from the impact crater, and fragments of the mountain slid off its towering body, revealing the largest and most terrifying form on Earth.

Damn it, that guy is actually two sizes bigger than the biggest cheap father in my tribe.

It caused an area of ​​several kilometers to turn into a glacier simply because it sneezed from a pebble entering its nasal cavity.

After it landed, the entire area turned into snow-capped mountains, and the continuous cold air mass prevented the snow from completely melting until it left.

By the time the golden ship realized what had happened, it had completely scattered. By the time it grew to be larger than its cheap father, the clan was on the verge of extinction due to its dispersed population.

Over the long years, it rarely encountered its own kind, mostly appearing only as corpses.

The gold ship was very impressed with this.

The golden ship snapped out of its daze, turned its head and glanced at Longbo, whose four eyes were slightly gleaming in a certain direction, and finally shook its head helplessly.

Hackber only needs to sit on its back and wait, but its long-legged steed has many more things to consider.

and many more…

What is Hakib looking at?

The golden ship suddenly realized something was wrong and stopped, its eight raised legs frozen in mid-air.

It stiffly turned its head and looked again at Hakib's eyes, confirming that it was a subtle look in its eyes when it saw something interesting.

He is basically only interested in Titans or other monsters, meaning there are Titans in that direction.

Titan... Ice and Snow...

The golden ship's vertical pupils contracted sharply, and it slowly turned its neck to look in the direction of Longbo's gaze.

The airflow suddenly changed, carrying a certain radiation and aura towards the golden ship.

A unique cold front, an aura of Titan so intense it sends shivers down your spine…

"The Snow Demon?" Longbo's vision refreshed rapidly, and the scene that stretched to the end of his line of sight revealed a giant white beast lying in the snow.

The enormous, silvery-white creature lay there, like a rugged snow-capped mountain rising from the frozen ground, or a stretch of ice crystal thorns on a deep blue glacier.

The howling blizzard shrouded its body, blurring its outline. The frost and snow almost blended into it, making it difficult to distinguish its physical form from the deadly blizzard.

The Snow Demon opened its intelligent eyes, its body, half-buried in the snow, trembled, its silvery-white scales cutting through the ice, its more than 15-ton body standing tall in the wind and snow.

The Snow Demon's physical style differs from Godzilla's godlike majesty or Luna's demonic style.

Its physique is extremely beautiful, and even ordinary people can easily see its gentle and peaceful nature.

If Godzilla is a cold man embodying both majesty and power, then Luna is a villain who looks terrifying and is clearly not a good person, while Snow Demon is a gentle and beautiful older sister.

The Snow Demon raised its head, its gaze piercing through the wind and snow, meeting the azure gaze on the other side of the horizon.

Heavy breaths exhaled from the snout, creating fan-shaped waves of snow on the ground, which then turned into tiny icy mists that spiraled upwards and merged into the continuous mass of extremely cold air.

It is the oldest and most central heart of this permafrost; it merely remains here, and the dissipated cold air forms a strong cold air mass in Siberia.

Its presence here has made this already cold region as frigid as the Arctic, with the persistent low temperatures even affecting much of Asia in winter.

It is the ancient king in the legends of the Ivi people of the inner world who froze everything.

Historically, it has caused ice ages that covered the Earth more than once.

In its original history, its breath was enough to freeze a dragon from outer space in its most unexpected state.

This breath is incredibly powerful, enough to plunge the entire world into an ice age in a very short time.

Even extraterrestrial dragons capable of traversing the frigid universe with their physical bodies would instantly cease thinking under such extreme cold.

It communicated with the newly born Alpha-class Titan across an extremely long distance.

As one of the original Titans, its pupils held no impatience or malice, only a patience that was as enduring as heaven and earth, unchanging through the ages.

In Longbo's eyes, it was not only an Alpha Titan whose stats even surpassed his own, but also a qualified long-lived species that Longbo envisioned, and it was extremely patient with everything.

Longbo gazed at him from afar, deep in thought, when a strong push suddenly jolted him awake, nearly causing him to fall off his horse.

Once he regained his footing, the golden ship had already sped far away, and the scene before him receded into the distance like a rapidly retreating line.

The eight iron hooves of the golden ship left afterimages, and a violent wind and roar arose together. The originally silly face showed a cold look, but the cold sweat on his forehead told Longbo that things were not so simple.

"What's wrong with this guy now?"

Longbo quickly regained his balance, feeling the golden ship reach its previous limit in a flash and accelerate continuously.

The speed increased from 500-600 kilometers per hour to 700-800 kilometers per hour, and then accelerated further to reach an astonishing subsonic speed.

This unprecedented experience left Longbo completely bewildered, wondering what this guy was doing.

But soon, Longbo thought of something crucial, and his heart sank instantly.

Thinking that the Golden Ship could reach subsonic speeds at full power, while it used to struggle to even reach 600 kilometers per hour, Longbo was so angry he laughed.

"You used to play me here, didn't you?"