Chapter 242

Chapter 242: Destroy it, hurry up!

In Trilobite’s eyes, Glanosuchus was the "turtle-headed crocodile."

Hearing this name, many might imagine a crocodile with a turtle-like head?

Actually, no.

This creature was neither turtle nor crocodile, and its head didn’t resemble a turtle’s.

They lived during the late Permian period as basal cynodonts within the archosaurs. These big-headed, dog-like creatures were actually relatives of modern mammals.

Surprising, right?

Despite being archosaurs, its name contained both "crocodile" and "turtle," which was truly baffling.

As for why it’s called turtle-headed crocodile…

Its Latin name "Glanosuchus" lacked a Chinese translation; but machine-translated directly, it became "fucking turtle-headed crocodile."

These creatures weren’t particularly large.

Their length measured about one meter.

Their appearance wasn’t remarkable either.

Yet this species was the first with conclusive evidence of possessing constant body temperature.

A true milestone in biological history!

Setting aside its "first endothermic animal" distinction, the turtle-headed crocodile was roughly the size of a medium dog.

At least, that’s how Trilobite saw it.

But through Sotiko eyes…

"Boom—"

"Boom—"

"Boom—!"

Four massive legs shook the earth, carving deep footprints.

Shallow groundwater burst forth, gushing across sunken terrain—soon these Chaos Demon God footprints would become lakes!

"All is lost."

Ancient Blood’s warlord Kukukwanquak gazed upon the colossal chaos deity and closed his eyes in pain.

"This world is finished."

"We’re doomed."

His despairing words met unexpected contradiction.

"Oh?"

"Not necessarily."

A voice both gentle and commanding echoed through the pyramid temple.

Its owner seemed to materialize from thin air.

"Who!?"

Kukukwanquak spun around, weapon clenched.

But then, a golden light appeared!

“Let me introduce myself. I am the First Living Saint, Sulya.”

“The First Paratroopers have briefed me about this place. I’m quite satisfied with the troop quality here.”

“Your biological armor technology also intrigues me.”

“So…”

“So you arrogantly came to save the world?”

“Just like that dragon-like Giant God?”

Kukukwanquak stared at Sulya, his eyes flashing with mockery.

“No! I am the Ancient Blood Warrior! I know countless secrets!”

“Secrets about this world!”

“Your reckless Giant God lacks the power to save this world!”

“That Chaos Demon God is merely a pawn thrust onto the stage! Defeating him means noth—”

“Snap—!”

Sulya’s gentle finger snap cut off Kukukwanquak’s tirade.

“Rest assured.”

“We’ve made thorough preparations for this.”

“And when did I claim the Giant God would save this world?”

“What he seeks to save… is all of you!”

—-

Glanosuchus, that demon god with the interminable name, held the lowest rank in the Chaos Council.

A newly appointed lowest-ranking member.

The lowest rank meant that while technically a councilor, he could be discarded like a used rag anytime without a second thought.

Of course, if a lowest-rank survived being discarded and challenged a back-row councilor, they might ascend to the back row.

Back-row status was far preferable.

Though still expendable, at least they wouldn’t be ignored.

But to join the "back row," one first had to be "discarded" as a rag by a core councilor. Only after the Chaos Demon God proved himself in this trial could he gain direct "protection" and "backing" to challenge a "back-row" councilor.

Naturally, such substantial support typically came only from "core councilors"—or at least those with resources and power matching core councilors.

Hence his absolute investment in this fight.

“Hah! And here I thought this mission mattered.”

“Turns out it’s just you!”

“That bite you landed earlier? A momentary lapse—nothing more!”

"I must fight! I’ll defeat you! I’ll become a true core councilor!"

"Well then…"

"My turn to strike… Huh!?"

Glanosuchus’s ambitions, carefully laid plans, and the chaos deity’s frenzied thirst for destruction—all shattered in an instant by a pair of crimson eyes blazing with bestial light.

Its opponent!

That dragon-shaped false deity with a feeble soul!

Now, it radiated an utterly deranged, savage aura.

"Meat… meat… flesh offering!"

"Rooooaaar—!"

"Grooowl—!"

It lunged wildly, smashing Glanosuchus down once more!

—-

"Roooaaaar— Aaaaaaah——!"

"Giant God——!"

"Meat… meat…"

Had Gimmerly heard this "dragon-shaped false deity" roar, she’d have cried: "Curses! Another’s lost their mind!"

Naturally, she herself was the first to break.

"Cough cough…"

"Haah… Haah… Haah…"

Angna suddenly realized it—deep within her soul, where the Trinitum Clan’s slaver had branded her, a terrifying gleam flickered anew!

"The Holy Light from the Sun and the Soul Network link never erased the mark—they overwrote it!?"

"This…"

Yet now, this faint glow couldn’t harm her. No more splitting headaches for refusing battle or slaughter. Instead… it became a switch. A bloodlust switch.

"Once… it touches divine blood…"

"This… switch… activates?"

"I’ll fall into… battle thirst…?"

"Urgh… Aaah ah ah… Can’t think!"

Finally, overwhelming predatory desire seized Angna’s soul completely.

Visions flooded her mind.

*"Want strength!?"*

A narrator’s voice pierced through. Angna saw a tiny lizard scrambling desperately across barren land—chased by a monstrous creature wielding scythe-like claws!

*"Skreee—!"*

The small lizard let out a terrified roar, ignoring the question.

It splashed into the water and fled in panic.

"Do you want to become stronger?"

As the voice-over questioned again, the scene shifted—water offered no safety either.

Various carnivorous fish, crocodiles, and cartilaginous fish could easily see these tiny creatures as meals on their plates.

"Do you want to become stronger?"

The voice-over inquired once more.

The silent lizard gave no answer.

But they proved everything through action!

Grow Bigger! Grow Bigger! Keep growing Bigger!

Their hearts transformed like those of true dragons and mammals, developing four chambers; their colossal frames made internal heat dissipation difficult, granting them relatively constant body temperatures—they became giant warm-blooded creatures!

Larger, more active, mightier!

"Finally…"

"Boom!"

Furious Double Eyes snapped open!

"Roar——!"

A bellow that terrorized all ocean dwellers resounded across the seas!

Sharks and large predatory fish cowered before that massive form and Sharp teeth.

The sea dragon king had arrived!

"Do you want to become stronger?"

"Then…"

"Devour! Slaughter!"

At this point in the vision, Angna had fully become that underdog rising against all odds.

"Roar——!"

She roared hungrily, charging toward the enemy…

No, charging toward prey!

Charging toward meat!

The only words she still grasped were—"blood sacrifice for the Giant God! Flesh offering!"

—-

The fierce combat thrilled Miss Sotiko.

【Hah!】

【Good! Full of spirit!】

【Yes! Yes! This is exactly the feeling I wanted!】

"I say…"

For the first time, Trilobite found himself utterly helpless with this "customer service lady."

What can you do with someone mentally ill?

But he still wanted to try persuading her.

"Well…"

"It’s your lake after all."

"Aren’t those mosses and stones by the lake part of your ‘home’?"

"Aren’t you going to manage them? Why let them run wild?"

Though Trilobite was blind to certain things, his past experiences with customer service told him…

Those creatures completely red in the system vision—though Trilobite loved them (because they were delicious)—were things the "customer service" lady despised.

Judging by Valaharl’s situation, perhaps creatures marked red were those that damaged the "lake ecosystem." Meanwhile, his spawn and the "green" creatures in the system vision, even the tiniest microorganisms, helped restore the lake’s ecosystem.

Trilobite finally understood.

Was he essentially a biological weed whacker?

Helping the customer service lady tidy her "courtyard" while filling his own belly?

No, it was more like filling his belly while incidentally helping her tidy the courtyard.

And in the end, he’d receive gifts from the System customer service young lady.

Not bad at all…

But this particular "customer service" lady was rather strange.

【Huh?】

The System Lady sounded surprised.

【Why should I care?】

【Watching two big creatures fight is way more exciting than those lifeless forests and mountains!】

【This lifeless, broken world!】

【Destroy it! Hurry up!】

"Ah…"

Trilobite reckoned he couldn’t expect too much from someone with a sick mind.

"She calls moss ‘forests’ and stones ‘mountains’…"

"That’s a pretty severe illness."

"But…"

"This customer service lady is truly the opposite of the previous ones."

She didn’t care what happened to her "lake courtyard" or if the ecosystem collapsed; she only cared about "monsters fighting."

If she really was "customer service," the style difference was enormous.

As he pondered this, the battle between symbiotic creature No. 4 and the turtle-headed crocodile reached its climax.

The Cliff Lizard and the turtle-headed crocodile were locked in combat; the scene was rather peculiar—the lizard-like Cliff Lizard dodged the turtle-headed crocodile’s attacks with incredible agility. But due to the giant lizard’s weak jaws, she could only slowly wear it down.

Meanwhile, the archosaur turtle-headed crocodile had decent bite force and massive, potentially lethal fangs!

Yet it was clumsy and couldn’t land a bite.

The Cliff Lizard moved like a dancer on a wire; the turtle-headed crocodile charged like a roaring grizzly!

Another thing bothered Trilobite…

"Why isn’t the system customer service lady excitedly commentating on this fight?"

"Has she suddenly gone silent?"

"What is she doing?"

But now wasn’t the time to wonder where the System Lady had gone.

Because…

"Thud… Thud… Thud…"

Suddenly, heavy footsteps echoed from the side of the "Cliff Lizard"!

This time, the footsteps were louder and heavier than the turtle-headed crocodile’s!

A big one was coming!

"Hehe, is it finally going to join the fray personally?"