I shouted loudly, "Run," and slammed the throttle of the box truck to the maximum.

The green lion lazily got up, and the box truck began to plummet rapidly, relying on the speed of the wheels to forcefully grip the ground.

Luckily, the green lion's movements were not fast. By the time it fully stood up, the box truck had already landed on the crimson earth.

At that moment, I finally understood why humans the size of the Eva Unit-01 would be torn apart.

Compared to the enormous green lion, even the Eva Unit-01 was like a tiny toy.

The engine of the box truck roared loudly as it sped westward.

The green lion's gaze was also drawn to the box truck, but it didn't exert much force.

Come on, how could a lion get angry because of a flea on its body? But it was okay to swat the flea with its paw.

The green lion's paw swept over, and Sun Wukong instantly rushed out of the box truck, with the thrusters behind him fully activated.

Six green flames spewed out from his back, and Sun Wukong held back the green lion's paw firmly with both hands.

But in just an instant, the green flames turned into crimson, and Sun Wukong only managed to slightly block the paw.

The immense power almost caused Sun Wukong's power source to go into overload.

However, that one second was enough for the box truck to escape the paw's sweep.

When Sun Wukong withdrew, he landed directly on the roof of the box truck, with both mechanical hands gripping the roof tightly.

The tremendous heat almost melted the roof, and it wasn't until the temperature dropped that Sun Wukong flipped into the vehicle.

If he had entered the vehicle directly just now, I'm afraid all the circuits and seats inside would have melted in an instant.

After casually swatting us away, the green lion turned over and went back to sleep.

It couldn't be bothered with fleas like us.

At that moment, we finally understood the true horror of Shītúlǐng.

The giant roc bird we saw in the Falling into the Sky Mountain could only be considered a young bird.

If what Jīnjiǎo Dàwáng said was true, the core of Shītúlǐng was the adult Golden-Winged Roc...

I couldn't even imagine what kind of monster it was; it was probably comparable to a Sky Fortress.

Heading westward, thanks to the presence of the green lion, we encountered fewer monsters.

The monsters that were large enough and posed a threat became the green lion's food, while the smaller ones were manageable.

The White Dragon No. also sent a message, saying that the signal connection with the Great Tang Shelter had been established.

As long as we could determine if the power source could be replaced with the one in the Great Tang Shelter, we could send the signal back.

If a direct attack on the Golden-Winged Roc was needed, Nāmó Jiātèlín Púsà would activate the Great Tang Shelter and come to our aid.

After finalizing the strategic plan, the box truck entered a self-checking state.

When danger appeared, the box truck would maintain its optimal condition, ensuring our safety.

Halfway through the journey, it started to rain heavily, and the raindrops were exceptionally unique.

Each droplet weighed a ton of water, like cannonballs.

If the materials of the box truck were not superconducting titanium alloy, they would have shattered long ago.

However, in the next moment, we realized the problem. It was raining, and the flying creatures were returning to their nests!

A massive black shadow flew over the box truck.

If the raindrops hadn't suddenly disappeared, we wouldn't even have noticed the enormous shadow overhead.

Its size far exceeded that of ordinary dark clouds, and even the thunderstorms that could pierce battleships in the sky were helpless against it.

The colossal figure slowly landed thousands of miles ahead of us...