Chapter 394
by fanqienovelChapter 394: The injury was so severe, might as well…
“Oh no!”
“They’ve gone berserk.”
“Got too excited and threw my head away.”
Trilobite stared at the head he’d hurled—it struck the largest Micro-Orifice Salamander before splashing into the sea. Panic flickered through him.
He wasn’t scared of the three remaining Micro-Orifice Salamanders.
Shark-inherited Olfactory Membranes gifted him sharp senses, letting him smell fear thick in the air.
He knew the seemingly mighty salamanders were now paralyzed by terror from the bloodshed, frozen stiff.
Not fleeing already took courage; charging him was unthinkable.
What truly unnerved Trilobite was…
“Lost my head.”
“Heads are my favorite!”
“How do I get it back!?”
Craving heads wasn’t new—he’d loved them even as a human.
Spicy duck heads, rabbit heads in chili, fish heads with chopped peppers, fish head stew, lamb head soup, minotaur…
He relished all head dishes.
For wildlife, heads mattered too. Though prone to toxins, brains packed essential nutrients, and head fats offered rich energy.
Most animals couldn’t crack skulls, though.
Not Trilobite’s problem.
As a predatory beast, his teeth handled bone easily.
And if stuck? He’d smash the skull against rock.
What skull beats stone?
Besides, amphibian skulls shouldn’t be too tough, he reckoned.
“Hmm…”
“They’re still dazed, not fleeing.”
“If they regroup, trouble brews.”
“All equally distant now—another taunt might lure all three.”
“Two I could manage, but three? That’s a qualitative shift.”
“Worse—these three outsize the last pair.”
“Sigh…”
Without outside intervention, deadlock loomed.
Trilobite reluctantly abandoned his prized head.
“I wasn’t willing to accept this…”
“I wanted to eat a head!”
But as Trilobite focused on the Micro-Orifice Salamanders and thought about how to get his head back, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
“Wait…”
“I felt like I forgot something…”
Soon…
“Ha—Hiss—!”
An angry roar burst out from the side.
A Colossal Giant God, bigger than Trilobite, suddenly charged forward.
It was the Machimosaurus!
Her four short legs moved fast, and she was surprisingly quick!
The appearance of this ally made Trilobite…
“Damn it!”
“Where did this fool come from?!”
“There goes that idiot who yells before attacking again.”
…
Trilobite thought the world was really weird.
If this had been the real world, that predator would have starved to death.
“But, whatever.”
“I got what I wanted.”
Maybe the Machimosaurus’s hunting skills were lousy, but she was just the “break” Trilobite needed!
In Trilobite’s eyes, the three Micro-Orifice Salamanders seemed stunned by his cruelty, unsure whether to fight or run, their morale low. Now, with the even larger and scarier Machimosaurus rushing in from the side, their morale broke instantly.
They twisted their bodies and short legs, fleeing for their lives.
Compared to them, the runners were smarter.
They split up, running off in three different ways.
Trilobite and the Machimosaurus could only chase two at most.
But this didn’t bother Trilobite at all.
“Good, I could grab my prey’s head now.”
“But…”
Trilobite watched the three fleeing Micro-Orifice Salamanders.
The biggest one moved clumsily; he didn’t know if it was from eating too much or something…
The other two were pretty fast, though.
One had already slipped into the shallow Ether Sea, swinging its tail to swim away rapidly.
It was uncertain whether the Machimosaurus could catch up, but at least Trilobite couldn’t.
Yet one creature fled not toward the "ocean," but toward "land."
"What’s this about?"
"Panicking and losing its way, huh…"
Perhaps in the "sea" Trilobite couldn’t move swiftly, but on land…
"With those stubby legs of yours?"
Leg length is relative; compared to true dinosaur-like creatures with ancestral long legs, Trilobite’s were indeed short. But for the Micro-Orifice Salamander, whose legs jutted sideways…
Trilobite the saber-toothed Bopolong had exceptionally long legs!
Spotting new prey, Trilobite momentarily forgot about the "head."
He’d deal with it later.
"Charge!"
"Thud… Thud… Thud…"
Trilobite surged forward, swiftly closing in on the panicked creature.
"Thud—!"
His foot slammed down, pinning the Micro-Orifice Salamander.
"Screee—!"
"Agh—!"
The prey shrieked desperately, thrashing and tossing its head.
Regardless, its fate was sealed.
"Huff…"
The massive predator’s breath sprayed the nape of its neck.
Gaping crimson jaws drew near!
"Gah—Rrroar—!"
"Pshhh—!"
Saber teeth severed the Micro-Orifice Salamander’s trachea and aorta from the side—a fatal strike even for deities.
Void energy flowed from Divine Organs to Divine Lungs through converging magic circuits, divine blood surging with power. Severing this doomed any god.
"Urk…"
The Micro-Orifice Salamander gave a final croak, kicked weakly, and fell still.
Divine light faded from its eyes.
Another deity had perished.
Triple kill!
"Mmm, decent haul."
Trilobite retracted his saber teeth, licking off blood to savor its coppery sweetness.
"Prey secured."
"Now, gather the spoils and feast!"
Soon, the heads and bodies were collected—three massive kills piled together.
"Hmm."
"Not crimson, but still reddish."
"Chaos Energy density’s respectable."
"Should replenish all I spent on upgrades."
Just as Trilobite prepared to devour his feast—
"Groan…"
A pained cry echoed nearby.
The Hubei Crocodile, stranded earlier and mauled by the Micro-Orifice Salamander, still breathed.
Trilobite had assumed it dead—yet it had merely played dead…
"Oh?"
"Still alive."
Trilobite circled the wounded creature.
"Bleeding out like this…"
"Perhaps…"