Chapter 512

Chapter 512: Exploiting the Bird-Neck True Dragon’s Length Against Archosaurs’ Weakness

Honestly speaking, the Lufengosaurus wasn’t small at all.

Among land archosaurs, they could hold their own against long-nosed giants and massive rhinoceros relatives.

Yet for Trilobite, who studied ancient creatures, the Triassic’s largest Lufengosaurus seemed unimpressive. The subsequent Jurassic period birthed countless giant sauropod dinosaurs weighing over ten tons.

In his "past life," Trilobite’s museum displayed a "giant Ruyang Dragon" fossil in its main hall. That creature exceeded thirty meters in length—its slightly lifted neck could reach the museum’s third floor.

Whenever he passed it on his way to work, he felt dwarfed by the dinosaur’s colossal scale!

Of course, anything displayed publicly year-round couldn’t be genuine.

This fossil was an exquisite plaster replica—an expensive "craftwork" with limited historical or cultural value.

Thankfully so. When the museum caught fire before his time travel, he’d have been devastated otherwise.

Accustomed to giants, Trilobite found zoo elephants unremarkable.

As for the Lufengosaurus…

Bulky and heavy, it resembled an enormous pig more than an elephant’s dignified stature.

Visually, it seemed no larger than an African elephant.

Hence Trilobite shouted guiltlessly: "Hey! Short little runts!"

This became his fresh take on "Flip the World Off."

The effect was phenomenal!

The Lufengosaurus herd, already dizzy and disoriented from collisions, possessed low intelligence to begin with. Hitting the wall fueled greater rage, not clarity.

Low IQ combined with "anger debuff" made "Flip the World Off"—though lacking "special effect" against Trilobite-inexperienced foes—overwhelmingly potent.

Fury toward the Crystal Walls instantly transformed into white-hot wrath!

"Roar—!"

"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar—!"

Bellowing, the Lufengosaurus turned en masse.

Though seeing double and stumbling every few steps, inexplicable rage drove them toward the audacious "little god" challenging the mighty "Mountain Types."

"Perfect!"

Trilobite cheered, spinning to flee.

A train-like procession of Lufengosaurus thundered behind him.

The Saber-toothed Beautiful Nodosaurus was the Jurassic’s swiftest dinosaur—far outpacing cumbersome Lufengosaurus.

Trilobite periodically halted, allowing pursuers to catch up.

The chasing Lufengosaurus soon slowed, bewildered—"Who am I? Where? Why run?"

The "train" screeched to a halt, "carriages" jamming together.

Each time, Trilobite seized the moment to raise his middle finger again.

"Roar!"

"Roar—!"

After a furious roar, the Lufengosaurus moved their stubby legs again, dragged by inexplicable rage as they panted and gave chase; the "train" reformed.

Valaharl and Sotiko stared in shock.

"What is the Giant God trying to do?!"

Valaharl soon realized.

"The place the Giant God heads to…

Isn’t my original Bubble World?!"

—-

Valaharl’s Crystal Walls had shattered, its inhabitants long evacuated; oceans and air within were wholly refined by the Will of the World, absorbed into the new Divine Body.

Void and ether violently flooded the barren riverbeds, empty ocean basins, and hollow spaces.

They also completely obscured the "net path" entrance at the basin’s depths.

The world had lost its original form entirely.

Yet one thing endured defiantly—the "Giant Pillars."

They towered across the territory like unyielding landmarks.

They stood firm when the Bubble World thrived; they remained proud when it perished; as if untouched by all transformations.

Still, these towering Giant Pillars merely marked Valaharl’s landscape.

Beneath them lay round, dome-like things resembling opera-house ceilings; they sprawled from Valaharl’s core area outward, reaching the Crystal Walls’ edge.

Any god entering Valaharl would unavoidably encounter these seemingly harmless Giant Domes first.

Now these Giant Domes had grown enormous—in Trilobite’s eyes, some spanned over half a meter!

Nearly the size of infantry landmines!

"We’re here!"

Trilobite led the Lufengosaurus on their run.

For him, the journey felt absurdly easy.

Though it lasted ten hours—nearly every hour, Trilobite flipped three insulting gestures backward—his Magic Power regenerated swiftly, costing almost nothing.

Truthfully, magic consumption was minimal.

After surpassing ten thousand Magic Power, he’d long stopped tracking it.

What truly impressed Trilobite was his body’s endurance.

"True dragons, especially bird-neck true dragons with air sacs, are tough."

"Endurance is outstanding."

He ran effortlessly the entire way, never tiring.

In contrast, the Lufengosaurus struggled; they needed breaks after every "few kilometers," and their furious sprints lasted barely "a few hundred meters" before collapsing gasping.

"This was quite similar to mammals of later eras."

As a child, I often called antelopes endurance athletes, but that wasn’t quite right…

Their endurance was only good compared to short-distance runners like cheetahs and lions. Among mammals, aside from humans who specialized in endurance, other animals had… fairly average stamina.

A few animals like sled dogs could achieve decent results in colder climates.

But those were accomplishments under specific conditions.

Artificially bred horses could match human endurance when "conservatively managed"—cooled down and watered every few hours of running.

Yet this was only possible after generations of selective breeding.

In endurance… at least in long-distance running, humans truly stood unmatched among mammals.

But broaden the scope, and things changed.

Ostriches could sustain 50 kilometers per hour for over 20 kilometers, not to mention migratory birds flying thousands of kilometers nonstop.

While naked apes’ liquid-cooling system seemed efficient, the Dinosaur Order’s air-cooling penetrated deep into body cavities, exchanging heat directly from organs and muscles.

"I ran from Tritium to Valaharl without breaking a sweat."

"Meanwhile, you’re all about to collapse!"

This was his strategy: mimicking naked apes, using the Dinosaur Order’s air-sac endurance to lure Lufengosaurus to his battleground, draining their stamina and weakening them.

He’d stack debilitating effects before delivering the final blow!

Trilobite glanced back at the Lufengosaurus foaming at the mouths, swelling with pride. He wanted to laugh.

Alas, his lizard-like expressionless face and calcite compound eyes betrayed no emotion.

"But exhausting you isn’t enough."

"Two final steps remain!"

"You runts! So vertically challenged!"

His middle finger—an insult to all Gaia—loomed before the Lufengosaurus again.

The massive beasts roared once more and charged at Trilobite.

Blinded by rage, they never noticed the giant "round mushrooms" underfoot.

One by one, they stampeded into the traps.

Then…

"Boom—Boom—Boom—!"

Deafening explosions shook Valaharl!