Chapter 506

Chapter 506: Valaharl’s "Suicide"

The Party A that Party B liked best was undoubtedly the type that spelled out requirements clearly.

What they wanted to accomplish, what parameters to achieve, the budget…

The most frustrating Party A was the vague sort—those who might not even know what they truly wanted, utterly clueless.

As for Trilobite’s current client…

Not bad.

Though specifics were unclear, the core request was understood.

Plus, the budget overflowed—essentially blank-check funding to meet demands.

This thrilled Trilobite.

"Hmm, your custom request is actually to defeat the Lufengosaurus."

"Starting from scratch, too."

"Well…"

Trilobite hesitated.

His hesitation wasn’t about sculpting a creature from nothing.

That was easier than modifications.

Modifications required careful trimming, while fresh creation just meant piling on features—simpler with fewer constraints.

What truly gave him pause was fulfilling the client’s vision.

"Countering and defeating the Lufengosaurus, huh…"

The Lufengosaurus, after all, dominated the Triassic. Larger than an African elephant, it would reign as Earth’s biggest land creature today.

Among archosaurs, it was unquestionably massive.

Triassic predators…

Few could truly overwhelm it.

Theoretically, the Lufengosaurus should’ve roamed carefree like modern elephants, grazing lush vegetation, living that solitary, invincible adult life.

This might’ve worked in the Cenozoic.

Cenozoic archosaur predators rarely topped a ton.

Big cats didn’t even reach half a ton.

Hunting prey five times your weight took courage; ten times required a pack; twenty times…

Was suicidal.

Beasts like the Short-faced Bear, though bulky, rarely tackled much larger prey.

Triassic lizard-like predators seldom exceeded a ton either.

Clumsy hunters like Loricatosauria only managed smaller targets—the Lufengosaurus was beyond their reach.

"Eh, any late-period dinosaur could pull that off easily."

"However, was this problem truly unsolvable in the Triassic period?"

"Not necessarily…"

Trilobite quickly recalled a very mysterious species that had been studied and described very little!

"That’s the one!"

—-

"Huff… Huff…"

"Are you done yet?"

While Trilobite contemplated the customer’s needs and formulated a plan, Sotiko also faced heavy pressure near Valaharl.

"Roar—!"

"Groan—!"

"Growl—!"

Four more Vast Dragon Gods of the Mountain Type closed in, lining up side by side, shaking their heads while letting out deep roars.

"Boom—! Boom—! Boom—!"

Their footsteps shook the earth.

Some short-tempered ones repeatedly raised their front feet and slammed them down fiercely!

"Bang—!"

The entire world seemed to tremble with the Mountain Type’s stomping.

Even Sotiko’s strengthened mind buzzed with noise.

"Tsk…"

"So you’ve found it after all!?"

The Lufengosaurus Sotiko killed could no longer send messages outward, but that only postponed the exposure of the Bubble World Valaharl’s coordinates temporarily.

After all, Valaharl was stationary and couldn’t flee; moreover, the Bubble World’s coverage wasn’t small.

If multiple Mountain Types approached, Sotiko might kill one but couldn’t stop others coming from different directions.

Besides, the slain Vast Dragon God scattered divine blood into the void—this might scare off timid Mountain Types, but it further revealed Valaharl’s location.

Ultimately, exposure was inevitable.

A last stand was pointless.

Sotiko could only buy time for Valaharl’s escape.

Yet now, she’d nearly reached her limit.

Three fully grown Mountain Types had already discovered the spot. Perhaps their kin’s blood alerted them—though dim-witted, these giants instinctively formed a small group and advanced slowly!

And farther away…

"Boom… Boom… Boom…"

The earth quivered faintly.

Clearly, more Mountain Types were rushing over.

Perhaps for now, Sotiko could still intimidate the three Mountain Types before her with her massive Divine Body and terrifying maw and fangs. But once reinforcements arrived, things would become far more difficult.

"Almost… there…"

"Ugh…"

"Sotiko, how could you bear to do this to yourself!"

"This… feels like killing yourself!"

The Bubble World itself couldn’t flee.

To "escape," one had to completely abandon the Bubble World—refining the Crystal Walls and all matter within into "world energy" to forge a mobile Divine Body!

In a sense, this was equivalent to…

The Will of the Bubble World murdering and devouring the Bubble World itself!

Utter blasphemy!

Yet Sotiko held her own perspective.

"That’s not how it is…"

"It’s merely reshaping the Bubble World, letting it merge with me more perfectly."

"Oh! My beloved world! I adore you so—we should be together forever!"

"See? Now we blend perfectly into one. Nothing can tear us apart."

"Oh…"

"You should savor this pleasure while you can."

"After all, no matter how long we exist, this happens only once in a lifetime."

Valaharl shuddered, convinced this "woman" Sotiko was utterly deranged.

Moments ago she’d claimed to be overwhelmed, yet now—at the mention of "murdering" and "devouring" the Bubble World—she gushed with frenzied excitement, her voice nearly a shriek.

"I refuse to believe your nonsense…"

"Besides, I’m nothing like you."

Valaharl was a profoundly responsible Will of the World. At least she’d evacuated all inhabitants before reclaiming the Bubble World’s energy.

As for Valaharl’s fauna…

Chaos had already scoured this land. Before the Giant God’s arrival, it was a "Death World"—its native species utterly extinct.

Preserving lives over preserving the Bubble World: this was the Will’s choice.

For Valaharl knew the great Giant God had granted her people a new existence—one independent of the Bubble World, free from cowering beneath the Chaos Demon God!

"Haa…"

"At least for my people, I have no regrets."

"Your future lives are in your own hands now."

"As for me…"

"Ah—"

Valaharl suddenly felt the Giant God’s will—warm as a "Fire Domain"—gently envelop her. He seemed to morph into massive hands roaming across her form.

From shapeless to shaped.

From chaos to order.

"Thud… Thud… Thud…"

Vast energies coalesced into thunderous heartbeats.

Bones, viscera, muscles, and vessels gradually aligned and took form under those hands and the torrent of information.

Annihilation intertwined with rebirth as the information torrent battered Valaharl’s coalescing Soul. Ecstasy merged with raw sensation—she felt herself becoming a supreme deity ruling the void, wings outstretched, soaring through heavens.

Just as she peaked in rapture once more—

"CRACK—!"

"Ghk…"

Sotiko’s pained grunt echoed from afar.

Though the core councilor of chaos masked it well, Valaharl detected agony beneath.

The Mountain Types’ reinforcements had arrived. A single deity like Sotiko stood no chance.

"Thank you. This is enough."

"Now… my battle begins!"

Though evacuated, survivors remained in the net path’s shallow zones. Should the path collapse under Mountain Types’ trampling, consequences would be catastrophic!

"ROOOOAR—!"

The newborn Valaharl unleashed a deafening roar!