Chapter 116: Battle of the Behemoths 2
Since the emergence of the orthodox Godzilla on this land, no attack has ever pierced its skin.
Even under Professor Serizawa’s insistence, the United States garrison still launched B2 subterranean missiles—the very ones that once tore open the back of Tokyo Godzilla with bloodied explosions—against its back.
But just like with a direct hit from a radiation beam, the result was merely scorched skin.
In terms of defense alone, the orthodox Godzilla undoubtedly holds the advantage.
However, what humanity has always feared about Tokyo Godzilla is its utterly unreasonable evolutionary capability!
The derivatives, clumsy and fragile under the hands of various martial artists, are undeniably more agile when facing the bulky orthodox Godzilla.
Their heavy, sturdy skeletons prevent them from being blown away or crushed by the shockwaves erupting in battles among colossal beasts.
Thus, they dart and weave over the orthodox Godzilla’s body, chiseling at its flesh as if mining.
Logically, these three- to four-meter derivatives are insignificant compared to the hundred-meter giant—a mere handful of ants.
But when these “ants” emit a purple glow from their chests, where rich flesh and blood are concentrated, the situation changes drastically!
“Sizzle—”
Clusters of derivatives gather, their chests emitting intertwined miniature radiation beams.
The scorching energy streams pierce through the orthodox Godzilla’s skin like needles!
It’s unimaginable—just under an hour ago, these derivatives born from the tip of the tail did not possess this ability at all!
Moreover, five of them are now climbing upward, heading straight for the fragile organs atop the head!
“Roar!”
As if irritated by these tiny pests, the thick, hardened beast’s massive paws repeatedly strike its own body with impatience.
The five climbing toward the skull are converging on the eyes.
The orthodox Godzilla, limited by the short reach of its arms, can only lower its head and use its elongated neck claws to clear them.
This hesitation undoubtedly costs precious time.
“Hum—”
The purple light from the derivatives’ chests grows brighter with a sound like an electromagnetic pulse charging up.
Just as the beams reach their peak and are about to burn through the eyelids...
[Blazing Heavenly Type: Inferno]!
A technique from the Nihitō-ryū used for short bursts of speed is unleashed continuously without pause.
The human assailant, face flushed with exhilaration, charges like a blazing fire.
Starting from the orthodox Godzilla’s foot, several shallow whirlpools are left in its wake.
The body, strengthened by Godzilla’s blood and dragon-blooded inner power, works in perfect harmony—though not truly light-footed.
Yet, merely by relying on the creases in the giant’s skin, he moves as if walking on level ground!
Like a line of fire, he “burns” straight toward the forehead where the derivatives are entrenched!
The vertical hundred-meter distance is crossed in less than ten seconds.
Even world records on flat ground require at least ten seconds!
His clothing flaps wildly in the air due to the rapid movement!
[Rakshasa Palm] + [Core Explosion]!
The fist, already charged during the climb, strikes without hesitation the moment the derivatives come into view!
Even Hakudō Kyō is uncertain what it looks like when a body imbued with Godzilla’s power swings a fist that reached near [supersonic] speed during his desperate fight.
“Boom!”
A thunderous explosion, impossible to mask even amidst giant beast clashes, reverberates across the sky!
Mach—speed of sound.
The immense recoil force generated by compressed air molecules once only accessible to humanity’s pinnacle materials.
The reason it’s said “once” is because...
“This punch will surpass the speed of sound!”
Unlike the desperate effort during his last fight, where the body barely approached the Mach barrier,
this fist, imbued with the might of a Godzilla giant, now easily shatters this natural limit!
An unparalleled shockwave!
Though far smaller than those in battles between titans, this human-crafted technique is intensely focused!
The fist, five meters away, releases power that seems to carve a vacuum tunnel through the air!
Each derivative weighs over half a ton, yet they are instantly blown away by the condensed gale.
Their spines scrape futilely against the giant’s skin, sparking, but they cannot maintain their grip.
“Huff—”
The orthodox Godzilla exhales, staring curiously at the tiny creature standing on its snout that just blew a gust of wind.
This wind feels forceful—could such a small bug really produce it?
This little being seems somewhat similar to the opponent’s kind—a polluted kin?
But are there really such small members among their kind? And yet it helped me!
These questions flood the beast’s mind, which rivals humans in intelligence—but all circle back to one simple word: “small.”
Hakudō Kyō, having reached the realm of surpassing sound speed with his flesh and blood without discomfort, only feels invigorated.
He was about to wave at the massive eyes like greeting a friend,
when a sharp whoosh sliced through the air—too sudden for words.
Alarm bells ringing in his heart, the youth leapt down from the orthodox Godzilla’s snout to its shoulder.
The robust orthodox was still dazed.
As it distracted itself, Tokyo Godzilla’s arms stretched and strengthened like pliable clay.
Then, they swung directly!
“Smack—”
Perhaps the bones inside hadn’t fully developed yet, the claws striking the opponent’s face made a slap-like sound.
But just as the orthodox tilted its head, preparing to counterattack, another arm swung.
This time, the solid sound of impact rang out!
“Bang!”
Within just a few minutes, Tokyo Godzilla’s hand bones had fully filled in!
Strong enough to withstand giant beast combat!
Seeing this, the orthodox’s scattered focus snapped back from the “little kin” to the battle.
“Roar!”
With a furious bellow, the two giants, now equally strong in their forelimbs, clashed again amid thunderous explosions tearing through the sky.
On the orthodox Godzilla’s shoulder—the “True Earth Dragon’s Turn”—Hakudō Kyō once more faced the five derivatives.
This time, they wedged their spiky limbs into the folds of the skin, trying amid the violent shaking to pierce the skin at the neck with their combined radiation beams.
Hakudō Kyō would not let them succeed.
After all, compared to Tokyo Godzilla’s apocalyptic, demon-like form and power,
the orthodox Godzilla looked far more righteous.
Continuing with the [Rakshasa Palm], his body’s joints twisted in sequence, accumulating energy.
The [Core Explosion] unified all muscles, enhancing explosive power.
Unlike before,
Hakudō Kyō did not intend merely to repel the derivatives with shockwaves.
He aimed to land the punch squarely on their skeletal bodies!