From Trilobite to Titan

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Chapter 19: Equal Weight Invincibility? Who Weighed Equally with You?

The Chaos God was no fool; they were creatures of extreme cunning and slyness. Yet often, these evil and selfish deities reveled in their own cleverness.

Take the "Hugging Worm" Dantalin—he believed the time had come to close his net.

By his reckoning, the so-called "Order God" was likely either Andumali’s son hiding behind a guise or some feeble bait the latter had procured.

Andumali sought to feign death, luring him down for an ambush.

So Dantalin played along deliberately, ordering his underlings to spread intelligence and herd legions of "cannon fodder" to clash with Andumali.

He had already calculated every outcome.

The likeliest scenario: Andumali would be besieged, both sides bloodied, leaving Dantalin to reap the spoils.

Should Andumali prevail, he would be gravely wounded. Digesting those Chaotic Secondary Gods and “Seatless Ones” would take time—rendering him vulnerable.

As for a true Order God rising…

"Impossible!"

"If a mere infant could kill him, how did Andumali claw his way to the seventy-second seat?"

"You think the Chaos Council is a farce!?"

Every deity in the Chaos Council had ascended through ruthless competition; even the lowest rank, perpetually precarious, stood atop mountains of fallen Chaos Gods’ flesh and bone!

They might bear flaws in character or form, and each might fancy themselves cunning—but their power was undeniable.

"Impossible! This is Andumali’s scheme!"

"So…"

Dantalin tallied upon his fingers.

"Every scavenger hunting Andumali in the lower realm—every one seeking to fish in troubled waters—I’ve recorded them all. Their capabilities are quantified."

"My old partner Andumali’s strength? I know it intimately. Measured."

"Not one variable shall slip my net!"

"Here in these barren deep-sea depths, no significant variable could possibly intrude!"

Thus, all variables converged endlessly within his intricate, calculating mind. Crunched through formulas, they yielded optimal solutions, until…

"The endpoint of calculation is clear! The outcome inevitable!"

"The net closes now!"

"Prey—your harvest awaits!"

"Whew…"

The Chaos Council’s seventy-first seat, the "Hugging Worm" Dantalin, manifested in the primary material world.

He roamed these waters, his form broader and mightier than Andumali’s.

Truth be told, his presence in the material realm far surpassed Andumali’s conodont-like divine body.

Yet Dantalin’s spellcasting capability barely exceeded Andumali’s—hence his single-seat advantage.

So this time, Dantalin took no chances. He wove his harvesting net vast and wide!

His trusted subordinates all arrived!

Seven Secondary Chaos Gods, two Seatless Ones, and their demon legion appeared grandly in the depths of the ocean!

"Oh? What is this!?"

"Are you the bait set by Andumali!?"

"Then where is his real body?

"Hurry up and tell me, so I can avoid suffering!"

—-

While Dantalin moved his body and swam in the sea, Trilobite stared with his calcite eyes, watching the fierce enemies coming.

His first reaction was…

"Wow! Strange prawn!"

"Wow! So many!"

But after calming down a bit…

"Ha…"

Trilobite took a long breath.

Even though he had become the Blunt-Toothed Macrocephalus, his eyes were still those first calcite eyes from his Trilobite days.

Actually, the Trilobite’s eyes were pretty good; the calcite eyes naturally shielded them, needing little change to work fine, and were better than many later animals’ eyes.

But Trilobite never spent resources on his sight, so his eye resolution stayed poor.

Once an object grew big enough, though, even low-resolution eyes could see its full shape!

"What’s this? It turned out to be a dual-limbed aberrant bug, leading a bunch of Obabbin sea scorpions and others."

Strange prawn wasn’t one animal but a group. The dual-limbed aberrant bug and the Obabbin sea scorpion were both types of strange prawn.

Compared to real strange prawns, these two looked scarier: one had tougher parts, and the other seemed totally bizarre.

First, the dual-limbed aberrant bug.

Like classic strange prawns, it had wide "tentacles" on both sides of its head; but unlike the soft, spiny ones of strange prawns, the dual-limbed aberrant bug’s tentacles held a long, sharp spine inside.

This was close to the pincers of some creatures, making it more "advanced."

As a hunter, it could use these spines to grab and stab prey, cracking armor like pliers!

It looked very frightening.

The Obabbin sea scorpion looked even scarier and drained "SAN" points.

It also had a body like strange prawns, but its head was odd—five bulging eyes on the forehead, and a long snout at the front, like an elephant trunk that could move side to side.

Its spiky, claw-like mouth grew at the tip of the trunk-like snout.

This creature stuck in Trilobite’s memory because it looked so weird, like an alien.

"Still, the dual-limbed aberrant bug and the Obabbin sea scorpion did have their weak spots."

"This really put me at ease."

Yes, the dual-limbed aberrant bug and the Obabbin sea scorpion shared the same fatal weakness—small size!

This was also a common flaw of the "first generation overlord," the strange prawn.

While some strange prawns could grow around two meters, those were usually gentle filter-feeding ones; predators were generally only half a meter to one meter long, similar in size to a small dog.

Some animals might have fierce hardware capable of lifting objects several times their weight, but if they were too small, all that became meaningless.

Take the mantis shrimp, for example…

It had impressive compound eyes, formidable striking pincers, and full-body armor—seemed terrifying, right?

But the mantis shrimp was tiny; it could only battle similarly sized crabs, and even a soft-bodied octopus could overpower it.

Invincible at equal weight?

Who’d fight you at equal weight!?

The dual-limbed aberrant bug and Obabbin sea scorpion faced similar issues—they appeared to have better hardware than classic strange prawns.

Yet even larger dual-limbed aberrant bugs were only about Trilobite’s size.

Weight-wise, the soft, boneless, flat-bodied dual-limbed aberrant bug likely weighed half of what Trilobite did.

The Obabbin sea scorpion was even smaller, measuring around thirty centimeters.

They were undoubtedly Cambrian giants, but none surpassed the initial Macrocephalus.

Moreover, the unarmored strange prawn—that first-gen overlord—was far inferior to the mantis shrimp hardware-wise, let alone the nearly 70cm-long Blunt-Toothed Macrocephalus!

"I can take them!"

"Going for it!"

Trilobite charged forward confidently.

"I also need to stop them from fleeing!"

Based on Trilobite’s guess…

"This guy should turn and run when he spots me…"

"Not necessarily. Strange prawns had probably never seen jawed fish—might charge recklessly like a newborn calf facing a tiger."

"Better use two skills to be safe. Plenty of Magic Power anyway."

"I’m still weak—must stay cautious and avoid messing up!"

Thinking this, Trilobite spent 1,000 Magic Power to stack ten shields on himself, clang after clang.

"Damn it, who claimed stacking armor was a death sentence!?"

The Blunt-Toothed Macrocephalus, shielded head to tail, lunged at the attacking strange prawns!