204: Chapter 202 Let's eat! Let's eat!

Luo Yu sat in the groove of Godzilla's horn, one leg crossed over the other, looking down at the lead Ninth-Tier Giant Beast struggling in Godzilla's mouth; the scene was essentially no different from a cat holding a half-dead mouse in its jaws.

"Eat slowly."

He tapped the scales, "Don't swallow it in one gulp; let those ones down there see clearly."

Godzilla hissed.

Then it changed angles and chewed with its molars.

That chew did the job; the lead Ninth-Tier Giant Beast's body snapped in half.

The upper half and lower half fell out from either side of its mouth, slamming onto the ground with large amounts of dark green bodily fluids.

It wasn't dead yet.

The vitality of a Ninth-Tier Giant Beast was no joke; even snapped in two, it was still wriggling, and the frequency of its mental fluctuations shifted from a wail to an intermittent, twitching hum.

Godzilla lowered its head to pick up the upper half, and this time, without chewing, it swallowed it directly.

Then it picked up the lower half. And swallowed that too. It took less than ten seconds in total. Only a pool of dark green blood remained on the ground.

Luo Yu glanced at the system panel; the evolution progress had jumped from 59.4% to 59.5%. A mid-stage Ninth-Tier Giant Beast only contributed 0.1 percentage points—it was barely better than nothing, but even a mosquito's leg is still meat.

The remaining six Ninth-Tier Giant Beasts could only be described by one word at this moment: petrified.

Not petrified by a skill, but petrified by fear.

The three that were sprawled on the ground remained sprawled, while the other three that were standing had eyes that had stopped moving, their scales pressed tightly against their bodies—a reaction of extreme fear for an Abyssal Giant Beast, equivalent to a human freezing up completely.

"Next one?" Luo Yu's telepathic transmission carried a tone of consultation.

"..." The six Ninth-Tier Giant Beasts did not respond. It wasn't that they didn't want to respond, but the function of emitting mental fluctuations had been completely suppressed by fear—they were, in a biological sense, "unable to speak."

Godzilla didn't wait for a reply either. It tilted its head toward the nearest beetle-shaped Ninth-Tier Giant Beast.

"Hiss?" The beetle's six legs scraped frantically against the ground, not to launch an attack, but in an attempt to escape. But the gravity field pinned it down. The six legs dug out six deep grooves, but its body didn't move an inch.

Godzilla took a step forward. One of its front claws pressed down on the beetle's shell. After pinning it, it didn't bite down immediately. Instead, it lowered its head to the beetle's head, nostrils puffing out two streams of hot air. It sniffed. The beetle's compound eyes twitched.

"Hiss." The appraisal was complete; the commentary was likely, "Tougher than the first one, the shell is a bit thicker."

Then it opened its mouth. "Wait!" A mental fluctuation exploded from the distance. It wasn't from these six. Direction: due south. Five hundred and eighty kilometers away.

Luo Yu raised an eyebrow. It's here. Three energy signals were rising from the depths of the abyss at an extremely high speed, not passing through the surface, but moving at high speed along the underground network of tunnels.

At the same time, that mental fluctuation transmitted another message. "Stop!" "We can talk!"

Luo Yu didn't move. Godzilla didn't move either. Its front claw was still pressing on the beetle's back, and its mouth was still open.

"Luo Yu." Su Zhiruo's voice came through the communicator, "Three energy signals are accelerating upwards, estimated to... arrive underground in this area in about six minutes."

Six minutes. Luo Yu thought for a moment and gave an order to Godzilla: "Eat."

"Hiss!" Godzilla's front claw exerted force, flipping the beetle over to expose its soft abdomen, and then it bit down. The sound of the shell shattering echoed through the cavern for a long time.

The second Ninth-Tier Giant Beast was finished. Five left. Luo Yu patted the scales: "Next one."

The mental fluctuation from the distance became urgent: "I said stop! You..."

"Can't hear you." "Hiss." Godzilla stepped toward the third one, which was that giant octopus.

The octopus's tentacles curled frantically, trying to shrink its body into a ball. It was useless. Godzilla bit onto its thickest tentacle and pulled... Snap. It broke.

Then it chewed on the tentacle, swallowed it, and reached out to bite off another one. Dismantling it one by one. Like eating crab legs.

Su Zhiruo stood in the distance, watching this scene, and suddenly an inappropriate thought popped into her head: When Godzilla eats, there is actually a method to it. Different types of prey have different ways of being eaten. Snake-like ones are cut up, shelled ones are flipped over, and octopuses are dismantled. This was no longer just simple eating. This was an appraisal.

The third one was finished. evolution progress: 59.7%.

The fourth one—a centipede. Godzilla's method for handling prey with a multi-segmented structure like a centipede was very simple and brutal: step on the head section with one foot, bite the middle section with its mouth, and give it a twist. The centipede snapped into three pieces. It started eating from the head section, chewing through it segment by segment; the sound of the shell cracking was similar to cracking melon seeds.

The fourth one was finished. evolution progress: 59.8%. Two left. Of these two, one was similar to a Giant Scorpion, and the other was some kind of Abyssal Giant Beast that Luo Yu couldn't name; they had completely given up struggling.

They lay on the ground, their mental fluctuations weak to the limit, the intermittent signals they transmitted only had one meaning: Don't eat me, don't eat me, don't eat me.

Luo Yu looked at the evolution progress number on the system panel, then looked toward the south. The The Three Kings' energy signals were still approaching. Four minutes.

"Godzilla, don't eat anymore for now." "Hiss?" Godzilla's mouth was already aimed at the scorpion-shaped one, but hearing Luo Yu's words, it reluctantly retracted its neck.

"Save two." "Hiss?" Why?

"Save them for dessert; let's eat them together once the main course arrives."

Godzilla's vertical pupils glanced toward the south. "Hiss." Hmm? Godzilla's eyes lit up. The main course, Tenth-Tier and Eleventh-Tier. They must be at least tastier than the Ninth-Tier ones, right?