Time flew by, and the tectonic plates continued to shift.
Perhaps a thousand years, perhaps ten thousand, perhaps hundreds of millions of years.
At last, a miraculous kind of algae began to erupt across the oceans.
The emergence of this miraculous algae was a good beginning, but for certain creatures, it was a nightmare.
Large numbers of primitive anaerobic sea organisms began to die, yet at the same time, a vast number of oxygen-loving Giant Beasts were born from it.
In the ocean, masses of algae glowed at night, as though drawing down the moonlight from the heavens and turning countless seas into dreamlike realms.
By the light of this algae, all manner of strange marine creatures gave rise to countless mutants amid death—or rather, evolved forms.
Some became enormous fish, while others turned into all kinds of sea beasts.
Some even branched out onto land, gradually becoming all kinds of beasts, birds, and alien forms.
By then, many continents had appeared throughout the world, while the seas receded toward the poles and slowly froze over.
During this unknowable passage of time, beneath the peak of a certain continent, new species were also continuously evolving in strange ways.
They were dinosaurs.
A group of sharp-toothed dinosaurs that ate meat, but also fruit.
The largest among them was only four meters long. Compared to this terrifying world of Giant Beasts, they were a truly weak race.
Though weak, it was precisely that weakness that taught them to hunt large herbivores in groups.
It also taught them to scatter when fleeing from terrifying predators, sacrificing some like a school of fish to ensure the successful escape of the rest.
In this cruel world, only in this way could they reproduce successfully generation after generation.
As time flew by, some among them evolved, gradually developing forms suited to themselves across the continent.
Yet in the end, some of them successfully found their god.
Within a vast mountain range stood a terrifyingly enormous volcanic crater.
Beneath that enormous crater, a huge head protruded halfway from the lava.
That head alone was as enormous as a small mountain.
Though gigantic, its form was remarkably similar to those dinosaurs.
No one knew who had first found Him.
But after their initial terror passed, the dinosaurs gradually developed reverence, eventually giving rise to the most primitive faith.
If this had been an ordinary world, such faith might not have changed anything.
But this world was clearly no ordinary one.
For beneath the mountain range close to the god, some dinosaurs discovered that, at some unknown time, newly hatched young had begun to undergo strange changes.
Their once pot-bellied, hunched bodies became upright, while the sharp claws on their forelimbs became soft and nimble.
Had these young dinosaurs become weaker?
Yes. At least in the eyes of the primal dinosaurs, these mutated young could not rely on strong bodies to hunt as they did.
Fortunately, there were very few dinosaurs that mutated at first.
Whether because of scent or the blood ties preserved deep within their genes, the primal dinosaur clans did not regard them as the young of another race.
After all, in this world, evolved and mutated individuals had been commonplace through countless ages.
Thus, under the care of the Primal dinosaurs, the first Dinosaur People of the new generation grew up safely.
Like the Primal dinosaurs, these Dinosaur People ate raw meat and drank blood.
But unlike the Primal dinosaurs, these dinosaurs were smarter. As they continued to reproduce and grow, they gradually learned to make tools and use fire.
Slowly, beneath this mountain range, the once-small dinosaur clan began to expand rapidly.
And it was amid this expansion that leadership of the dinosaur tribe smoothly passed into the hands of the new generation of Dinosaur People.
This was all because Dinosaur People were smarter and better suited to helping the dinosaurs survive on this continent.
They used wisdom and tools to defeat one powerful enemy after another nearby, ultimately establishing their authority.
And though it all seemed to happen quickly, it still took several thousand, nearly ten thousand years.
At dawn, the rising sun slowly emerged beyond the horizon.
At that moment, countless Dinosaur People gathered atop a mountain range in a stone plaza so enormous it was absurd.
There were more than fifty thousand Dinosaur People, each nearly four meters tall.
Yet compared to the "small" stature of these Dinosaur People, their blood relatives at the outer edge of the plaza were far more conspicuous.
These blood relatives were the dinosaurs whose eggs had, generation after generation, failed to hatch into Dinosaur People.
Though these dinosaurs retained the appearance of Primal dinosaurs, they had lost the chance to gain intelligent minds. They had merely grown much larger in size.
They were groups upon groups of primitive creatures nearly ten to fifteen meters long.
Their existence was also one of the guarantees of the dinosaur tribe's strength.
"Darkness has passed, and light has arrived!"
"Great God of Lava and Earth! Please bestow Your favor upon Your people! Today, Your people will march forth to wipe out the evil alien race that has long harmed the children of Lava and Earth!"
"This is the feast Your people offer You. Please continue to favor Your people as You did in the ancient ages!"
In the enormous stone plaza, an elderly Dinosaur Person held a staff resembling iron and prayed aloud. Only then did he signal for those beside him to push a mountain-like pile of various creatures' corpses into the enormous crater.
Beneath the crater, the terrifying god remained asleep with His eyes closed.
But perhaps He sensed something approaching, or perhaps He smelled the aroma of food scorched by the heat. As though by reflex, the terrifying god opened His enormous mouth and devoured everything around Him.
What that enormous mouth swallowed was not only the food sacrificed by the Dinosaur People, but also endless lava flowing into His mouth.
Watching the god beneath the volcano continuously consume the offerings, the Dinosaur People at the crater's edge were not afraid. Instead, reverence and excitement filled them at once.
For the god did not accept their offerings every time.
Thus, in the eyes of the Dinosaur People, the food accepted by the god surely symbolized that He would protect them in this campaign.
Seeing this joyous sight, the elderly Dinosaur Person clutching the staff turned around in excitement and fervor, loudly announcing the news of Divine Favor to the countless Dinosaur People and their blood relatives in the plaza.
Then, amid earth-shaking cheers, countless Dinosaur People began to move.
They broke into a run, carrying all kinds of weapons as they climbed onto the backs of their blood relatives.
Then, as the earth shook and dust billowed into the sky, the Dinosaur People's army sped down from the summit of the massive mountain range.
Under Divine Favor, the Dinosaur People firmly believed that victory in this battle was certain, and their momentum burned as fiercely as the blazing sun!