Chapter 426

Chapter 426: Herbivores Are the Vicious Destroyers

"I… slew a deity!?"

"And it was the genuine Chaos Demon God!?"

"My strength… rivals a core councilor’s!?"

In the Ether Sea, Albert Drake gazed through her avatar body’s Double Eyes at the bloody chaos before her, witnessing the Chaos Demon God torn into shreds amid frenzied slaughter.

All three subordinate officials of core councilor Guxin perished here.

They hadn’t fallen to the Giant God’s Hand but were killed by the Giant God’s two subordinate officials.

Trapped between dual fronts with the Giant God above, escape proved impossible—utter annihilation followed.

When the Giant God’s massive jaws breached the Ether Sea and seized the first subordinate official, all will to resist vanished from the Chaos Demon God.

Guxin’s authority and command over his subordinates shattered before those terrifying fangs and gaping maw, overwhelmed by bottomless greed; dread of the Giant God eclipsed all reason, leaving only panicked flight as an option.

Had they battled head-on, Angna and Albert Drake might’ve gained little against three foes. Yet once the chase began, the demon gods’ fate was sealed.

One by one they were overtaken, ripped apart, and stripped of capability, howling as they sank to the Bottom of the Ether Sea.

After disabling all three Chaos Demon Gods, Angna and Albert Drake wheeled back to tear them viciously to pieces!

Thus divine blood and gore diffused through the Ether Sea.

Victory came too easily—so easily Albert Drake found it staggering, almost dreamlike.

Astonishment seized her soul.

Everything happened so abruptly that even triumph felt unreal.

She lowered her head, beautiful eyes fixed on her trembling hands.

"Ha… HA HA… HA HA HA…"

Hysterical laughter burst from her lips.

She remembered the past.

Recalled her time in the Bubble World "Themis," when the so-called sea god assembly captured her, nearly letting her be defiled by some crickets Priest.

And now?

Demonic gods with core councilor strength lay broken beneath her fangs and avatar body.

"Pure ecstasy!"

"Total vindication!"

"Those rotten corpse demon gods, those mighty councilors—all forced to lick my boots!"

"HA HA HA HA…"

"Whew… Hey! Angna!"

After venting that hard-won yet surreal victory rush, Albert Drake turned to Angna.

"Why aren’t you reacting at all?"

"Oh… that…"

Through the Soul Network came Angna’s voice, sounding mildly pleased but far from excited.

"Senior, have you forgotten? I’ve already slain a deity once."

"The first time was thrilling, but the second? Lost its novelty."

"Besides…"

"Don’t we have more important matters to handle?"

"Uh…"

"Honestly, I can’t stand this!"

Her junior’s words cracked Angna’s stunned triumph.

Thus…

"Uh…"

Another emotion—a craving, to be precise—erupted from her very soul!

"I’m starving—!"

"Blood sacrifice for the Giant God!"

"Offerings to the divine throne!"

—-

"Tasty, but…"

Trilobite had picked two Dorsal-toothed Canglongs clean, devouring everything from guts to brains.

Even the intestines weren’t spared.

Hadn’t he heard of "large intestine sashimi"?

Well, he’d genuinely sampled it.

Now, mouth agape, he stomped on the Dorsal-toothed Canglong’s bleached skeleton, bending down to pick his teeth with a pointed rib.

"This Chaos Energy gained…"

"Seems mediocre."

Staring at the hundred fifty thousand points of Chaos Energy, Trilobite felt disappointed.

A mere seventy-five thousand per beast? Rather meager.

Still, this haul wasn’t useless.

"Hmm, the red tree fern ‘breakwater’ offers some oceanic defense capability."

"No, actually quite formidable."

The elite lineup—ancestor round conical ichthyosaurs, Machimosaurus, and Kelran Flat-Nosed Plesiosaurs—could secure the current dam.

"But against land assaults…"

"It still falls short."

"Turns out I’m the main defense here."

“But what if I ran off to another place?”

“Can’t just squat here forever.”

“Need a backup plan.”

The main potential threat to the red tree fern was usually…

“Those pesky herbivores.”

Predators didn’t typically touch plants since such things offered them little nutrition; though exceptions existed, like Yellowstone wolves deriving sixty to seventy percent of their summer food sources from blueberries and other berries.

If ongoing warming extended blueberry seasons, a new herbivore group might evolve among wolf populations.

But red tree ferns were ultimately seed ferns producing no fruit—theoretically unappealing to fruit-lovers.

“Yet some creatures prefer roots and tubers.”

“Like Kenyichthyosaur, Water Lizard, and Saw-toothed Lizard.”

These beasts developed peculiar mouth structures: despite being synapsids, they grew beaks—

hooked ones resembling ceratopsians and parrots.

They likely used these hardened features to slice tough tubers, swallowing them to ferment internally.

Trilobite hadn’t yet spotted such herbivores in that swamp, only finding Saw-toothed Lizard clan’s Armored Dragons at the far end. But absence didn’t guarantee safety.

Who knew if those Armored Dragons might wander shoreward?

Perhaps Water Lizards or Kenyichthyosaurs migrating along the coast would pass through.

The devastation wrought by starved creatures was immense.

Trilobite had witnessed goats stripping landscapes bare—grass, roots, bark, all gone.

True, goats were artiodactyls possessing rumination’s super-skills, while no similar abilities had been observed in Water Lizards…

But who could be certain?

Not even the most meticulous fossil analysis lets paleontologists unravel all ancient creatures’ mysteries.

What if Water Lizards had other talents?

What if their appetites rivaled goats’?

“Anyway, my red tree ferns need passive defenses.”

“Such as…”

“Whoosh—!”

Trilobite launched the "Evolution STEAM Store," hunting suitable evolution accessories for his red tree fern spawn.

Though his Chaos Energy haul was modest, plant-evolution options proved affordable and cost-effective.

“Thirty thousand Chaos Energy?”

“Good! Cheap enough! You’re the one!”

“But that’s insufficient.”

Gritting his teeth, Trilobite pondered—

“Wait, don’t I have tons of spawn over there?”

“Worth a shot!”

“Here goes—two hundred thousand Chaos Energy for two skills! Let’s roll the dice!”