Chapter 121: Atomic Breath! (Please Subscribe!)

The center of the metropolis had long since been reduced to rubble by the shockwaves of the titanic struggle, leaving no building intact to shield the combatants from view. Even from a distance of nearly three hundred meters, Baito Kyo could clearly see his recently acquainted "brother" gaining the upper hand in the fray.

Yet, even as he witnessed the "Orthodox" Godzilla tear into the throat of its opponent, Baito Kyo’s assessment of the battlefield remained grim. Although the Tokyo Godzilla had been pumped with massive quantities of coolant before the fight began—stunting its thermonuclear power and preventing it from sustaining its radioactive heat ray—and despite the fact that Baito Kyo had seized the opportunity to freeze its elbow, only for the Orthodox Godzilla to rip the arm clean off, and even now, as huge chunks of flesh were being torn from its throat, none of these setbacks could touch the one thing that made the Tokyo Godzilla the most dangerous: its absurd evolutionary capacity.

Before the dust truly settled, Baito Kyo would not allow himself to let his guard down.

Reinforced by the Nen ability "Gyo," the sturdy youth dragged two hundred-ton storage tanks across the ground, trailing sparks as he sprinted toward the battlefield.

The Tokyo Godzilla, its throat shredded and fluorescent red-black radioactive blood pouring from the wound like a waterfall, still wore that chilling, vacant expression. Yet, where its arm had been severed, the air was beginning to twist and warp as if being boiled.

*Szzzt—*

A sharp, high-frequency sound of air being vibrated by an object emanated from the stump. The piercing shriek was so intense that every human across Tokyo was forced to cover their ears.

The Orthodox Godzilla had just spat out a mouthful of flesh when a dazzling purple light caught its eye. Its reptilian pupils contracted instantly, and it had to stumble backward in a clumsy retreat. That brief movement allowed the purple beam to merely graze its chest. A scar, burned by extreme heat, appeared on skin that even aerial bombs could not scratch.

*Sizzle—*

The flesh, capable of withstanding radioactive heat rays, now emitted the sound of protein being seared.

Looking back at the Tokyo Godzilla, one could see a sharp bone spur erupting from the stump of its severed arm, claiming the place where the limb had once been. Not only that, but the bone spur vibrated continuously in small, high-frequency oscillations, coated in a purple glow that signified high energy and intense heat. If it weren't for vision far superior to that of a human, the sight would have appeared to Baito Kyo and the Orthodox Godzilla as nothing more than a solid mass of purple halo.

"High-frequency oscillation, combined with high heat... a high-frequency blade?!"

Yet another technology that existed only in human imagination was being evolved in a matter of minutes. Not only was Baito Kyo, dragging his tanks, struck with astonishment, but even the ten-thousand-year-old Orthodox Godzilla was taken aback. While the monsters of Earth possessed all manner of strange abilities—and this kind of super-powered cutting strike was something even the tail stinger of a mature Mothra could replicate—it had never before seen a monster evolve a new capability mid-fight.

Though its eyes were dull and lifeless, the Tokyo Godzilla showed no hesitation in battle.

*Szzzt—*

Perhaps realizing that the high-frequency bone spur could effectively pierce the opponent's skin, the Tokyo Godzilla swung the blade close and began to slash. The Orthodox Godzilla was forced to drag its stocky frame away in a desperate scramble. To Baito Kyo, the situation now resembled a human with a blade facing one who was unarmed. When a weapon capable of easily inflicting damage was held by one side, and the other lacked overwhelming physical or technical superiority, the outcome was inevitable.

Did the Orthodox Godzilla possess such advantages? Undoubtedly, it did not. Relying on agility far beyond that of the Tokyo Godzilla, its sturdy form dodged the purple halo step by step. Even so, scars like fire-cut welts began to multiply across its body under the dense barrage of attacks.

"ROAR!"

The demon-like creature, its throat now regenerated, let out another roar that shook the heavens. Baito Kyo set the two storage tanks down a hundred meters from the fray, fearing they would be crushed if he got any closer. He prepared to rejoin the battlefield.

The Orthodox Godzilla swatted aside the incoming high-frequency bone spur with a palm. But just as it moved to land a crushing blow to the creature's face, the opponent took advantage of the momentum to pivot, its thick, powerful tail creating sonic boom clouds as it whipped into the Orthodox Godzilla's chest. With a crisp *crack*, the heavy, sturdy body stumbled and fell to the ground, kicking up a massive cloud of dust.

In that moment, a tiny human figure charged into the swirling debris. His palm, whistling with a sonic boom, could not compare to the giant's tail, but it efficiently dispersed a large portion of the dust.

"Brother, find a chance to knock it down right here, and leave the rest to me!" Baito Kyo shouted, gesturing as he spoke. He pointed at the lumbering Tokyo Godzilla, then at the spot where the Orthodox Godzilla lay, and finally at himself, slamming his right fist into his open left palm. He looked at his "brother" with anticipation.

*Snort—*

The Orthodox Godzilla let out a huff, looked down at the tiny speck by its ear, bared its teeth, and rose to its feet. It then charged toward its opponent once more. Baito Kyo did not know if it had understood, but he could only hold onto that hope as he dragged the two tanks of coolant closer.

Although the Orthodox Godzilla stood up with renewed spirit, their raw power was evenly matched, and the opponent’s lethal new weapon was a gap that "spirit" could not bridge. With its vacant eyes fixed, the Tokyo Godzilla swung the screeching bone spur directly toward the Orthodox Godzilla's thick neck.

*Clang!*

The high-heat, high-frequency spur struck the shoulder instead, thanks to the creature's last-second dodge. It sliced into the flesh as cleanly and smoothly as a hot knife through butter. But just as the Tokyo Godzilla sought to push through and slice from shoulder to waist, carving the Orthodox Godzilla in two, a thick, powerful beast-claw tremblingly gripped the remains of the arm behind the bone spur.

A blade might be powerful for attacking, but some things could only be done with one's hands.

The Tokyo Godzilla, its arm seized, continued to press down with the bone spur. But across from it, a sound—slightly different from the charging of a radioactive heat ray—began to grow, an electromagnetic pulse!

It started from the tail tip and dorsal fins of the Orthodox Godzilla. As the energy level climbed, the jagged fins lit up one by one with a dreamlike blue light. By the time the electromagnetic pulse sound reached its peak, the glow had reached the back of its neck. The surging energy was so intense that even those reptilian eyes began to emit a blinding blue radiance!

The Tokyo Godzilla seemed to sense the immense danger and struggled even more frantically. But it was too late.

The Orthodox Godzilla opened its massive jaws.

—【Atomic Breath】!

*BOOM!*

For the first time since its appearance, the Orthodox Godzilla unleashed an energy attack! Even Baito Kyo, who had already been shocked by the hellish scene on the night of the fire in Tokyo, watched in utter awe at the explosive blue breath. The torrent of blue energy slammed into the obsidian-like body like a tidal wave.

"ROAR!"

With its entire upper body nearly submerged in the dreamlike blue energy, the Tokyo Godzilla let out a long howl. Unlike the high-penetration radioactive heat ray, the Atomic Breath was not focused, but it possessed unimaginable pushing force! The Tokyo Godzilla, weighing over a hundred thousand tons, was shoved back by sheer force and slammed to the ground!

Furthermore, after its opponent fell, the Orthodox Godzilla maintained the breath, stepping closer with every pulse. With each step, the crater left by the opponent's body deepened with a heavy thud!

The spot where it had fallen was exactly where Baito Kyo had gestured to his "brother." The youth did not hesitate, grabbing the two storage tanks and sprinting toward the target. The Tokyo Godzilla was pinned by the immense pressure, unable to move from the depression. As Baito Kyo arrived, the Orthodox Godzilla seemed to understand his intent; it lowered its head slightly, keeping the torrent of Atomic Breath pressed against the Tokyo Godzilla's abdomen, clearing the path to its mouth.

Baito Kyo, his body hot and stiff from the influx of immense spiritual energy, summoned his final ounce of strength. He swung the hundred-ton tanks directly into the Tokyo Godzilla's mouth, which was already beginning to glow with purple light. Then, he leaped onto them.

He hadn't gone through all this trouble just to let the heat ray vaporize the coolant!

Leaping into mid-air onto the tanks, Baito Kyo looked into those eerie, vacant eyes and raised his right hand.

"Thanks for your blood; it’s what allowed me to transcend."

"And now..."

"It’s over!"

【Exploding Core】 combined with 【Rakshasa Palm】!

Supersonic spiral-strike power gathered in his palm. The high-density air molecules contained a terrifying, rigid force, yet they were held steady by a single human hand. It could only emit a series of roars.

That wasn't all.

The Dragon Blood inner energy flowed according to his will. The youth, who had yet to master formal internal martial arts, could only let it flow and shift with the force of his muscles. But that was enough. All this palm strike required was the ability of internal energy to conduct force.

*BANG!*

The massive strike left a mark only half a centimeter deep on the hardened storage tank, yet it was so precise that even his palm print was visible. The true force, however, had already been conducted by the inner energy into the liquid inside!

The coolant, pressurized and rotated by the spiral force, acted like a liquid drill. With a piercing sound of metal deforming, it bored straight through the thick metal wall. The water-spiral, formed by forcing all the liquid out in a single palm strike, lost none of its momentum. In mid-air, guided by the Dragon Blood inner energy, it pierced through the second storage tank as well!

The amount of liquid that would have taken a high-pressure spray gun ten minutes to empty was, in an instant, converted into a massive water spiral by the supersonic strike and the Dragon Blood energy. It was then driven entirely into the throat of the Tokyo Godzilla!

Baito Kyo pushed off the empty tank and landed on the ground in the blink of an eye. The data on his retina fluctuated, finally locking onto a single line.

"Coolant dosage reached—130%."

*Crackle, crackle—*

The massive, demon-like figure suddenly went rigid. Rapidly, a shell of frost began to coat its body.

Godzilla Freezing Plan—Complete.