The same kind of cave.
But this cave was much larger.
It was over twenty meters high and forty or fifty meters wide. The winding cave seemed bottomless, as if the entire mountain had been hollowed out.
At the bottom of the cave, inside a vast nest,
a Giant Beast lay on the ground, over thirty meters long from head to tail and glowing with a golden radiance. Its body was covered in countless blunt spikes, its savage head bristling with dagger-like fangs, and two fiery red horns like a bull's thrust straight toward the sky.
A row of green spikes shaped like a dorsal fin ran along its back.
Now, its entire body radiated a majestic, divine aura. Boundless energy surged through it, making piles of rubble shudder violently and float into the air. Now and then, thick arcs of lightning flashed, crackling loudly.
It had reached the final moment...
It had lived for countless years. It could no longer remember exactly how long.
At least, as far back as its memory went, there had been no barbarians on this island.
Then one day, a group of short, strange, upright creatures came here from across the sea. It paid them no mind. To it, they were simply another food source.
Of course, most of the time, it didn't consider these little things worth more than a toothpick.
Time flew by, year after year.
Hundreds of years passed. Then one day, an image suddenly appeared in its mind.
A barbarian was praying to it.
It had become a Divine Creature.
Gradually, as it emerged from its ignorance, it began to sense the benefits of faith. It deliberately started protecting these short, upright creatures, driving off and killing the Nature Spirits and predators that harassed them. The barbarians grew from a