Terrifying, truly terrifying!
At this moment, that was the only feeling left in Taravan's heart.
An Emanator of Preservation did not mean weak offensive power, but compared to other Emanators who specialized in destruction, Taravan admittedly fell short in raw attack strength.
That said, it still depended on who he was being compared to.
An attack like Godzilla's, one that had once pierced straight through a planet, was something Taravan could also manage with ease.
Extreme heat, he could burn as well.
But something like this, detonating an entire galaxy from countless light-years away, taking an enormous mechanical legion along with it, casually pressing the entire region flat with a single strike?
Not only could he not do it, most Emanators could not either.
And Godzilla, judging by that calm, unhurried demeanor, clearly did not find such an attack taxing. Maybe not effortless, but at the very least simple enough to set off like fireworks.
This really was…
Taravan had nothing left to say. This was the first time he had ever seen such a being.
This kind of being had already surpassed the boundaries of what the people understood.
"Although it's a bit beyond expectations, it somehow feels very reasonable," Welt said calmly as he adjusted his glasses.
Mm. Compared to Godzilla's settings, it really was reasonable.
"How is this reasonable at all?!" March 7th let out a exclamation.
Dan Heng had nothing to say. Right now, he felt that the luckiest thing about the Astral Express and the Xianzhou was that they got along well with Godzilla. Especially for Stelle, she had latched onto an absurdly powerful backer.
After this, she could truly walk sideways across the cosmos.
Ruan Mei's eyes shimmered with light, the look of someone who had glimpsed the object of her dreams.
She was not alone. Herta and Screwllum showed similar changes in their expressions.
Especially Herta.
"When we first met, it wasn't this outrageous. Has he really grown beyond all expectations?"
At this moment, just like that moment back then.
The blazing spirit of research inside Herta was almost overflowing. It was hard to imagine the universe allowing such a being to be born. Was this not basically inviting a future overlord who would ride over everything?
'What? He already was riding over everyone?'
Then forget I said anything.
"Just what did the Irontomb do to provoke Godzilla?" March 7th asked in confusion.
The mechanical legion was absurdly far from Jarilo. By any logic, that distance should not have been enough to provoke him.
"It's not that simple, Little March," Welt said.
As someone who had crammed Godzilla-related knowledge after returning to earth, he had particular authority on the matter.
"Although Godzilla appears to remain unmoving on Jarilo-VI, the ecological sphere centered on him has never stopped expanding. If one observes carefully, on a cosmic scale, the closer one gets to Godzilla, the more vibrant the vitality becomes. I believe Miss Memokeeper from the Garden of Recollection and Miss Black Swan would understand this best."
Black Swan gave a slight nod and said softly, "When the Garden observed the cosmos, we discovered a strange phenomenon. Something was expanding at an astonishing speed, encountering no obstacles, moving freely. Only after reversing our analysis through the Garden's dreamscape did we find an explanation."
"Does that mean Godzilla's dream has expanded to a point where even the Garden of Recollection can't ignore it?" March 7th covered her mouth in shock.
Miss Memokeeper nodded and joined in. "Because members of the Garden traverse the cosmos in memetic form, we are particularly sensitive to this. According to incomplete statistics, Godzilla's dream has already encompassed the star systems surrounding Jarilo-VI, including the distant Asdana system."
Incomplete statistics meant this was only what the Garden had observed. In places they had not observed, who could say how far Godzilla's territory had truly expanded?
"The only thing we feel fortunate about is that after Godzilla's territory expands, he has taken no measures against the life within it. Just as Mr. Welt said, as a being at the top of the ecological hierarchy, Godzilla does not concern himself with lower life forms that rely on various materials to survive."
This was the first time Taravan had heard such a statement. Until now, his understanding of Godzilla was limited to overwhelming power and terrifying battle records.
"Godzilla never restricts external life forms from exploring that world, provided they can reach it."
"I seem to recall the Intelligentsia Guild discussing this topic," Taravan said thoughtfully.
An expansion on such a scale would naturally attract attention. Although the Intelligentsia Guild could not compare to the Genius Society, and most of its members were not even qualified to work under those geniuses, with the IPC's vast financial resources backing them, they could still achieve something.
Unfortunately, all they discovered was an unknown, mysterious expansion within the cosmos. They never found a way in.
To think the answer would be here.
"As for how large this territory really is, I doubt even Godzilla himself knows. He doesn't look like the type who'd patiently count things," Herta shrugged, a slight smile curling her lips as her brilliant eyes gazed toward Jarilo, at the colossal god standing upon the land.
Her crimson lips parted softly. "It's not over yet."
Godzilla's sense of retribution was very strong.
...
Godzilla's fury did not stop. Only by venting it fully could it come to an end, pouring this blazing rage across the cosmos!
"ROOAAR!"
With a roar, the portal that had not appeared in a long time once again illuminated the entire sky. His body turned into lightning as he charged into the portal.
Watching the giant trees bent over by the shockwaves of the atomic beam, Natasha pressed her forehead.
"That big guy is really angry." When ordinary people got angry, a cup of cold tea might calm them down. But when Godzilla got angry, people died.
"Well, whatever. It's the troublemakers who'll suffer. Let's think about how to fix this place first," Serval said, never once thinking that Godzilla would be the one to lose.
Having crammed all sorts of knowledge, she knew full well that the flash earlier was the detonation of at the very least a planet or even a star-system. With such power, only those opposing Godzilla needed to worry.
"Hey, hey, you there, move over here." Serval spotted a creature revealed as the giant tree bent, pointed at it with one hand on her hip, full big-sister swagger.
"Roar." The well-behaved beast had already started cleaning up.
...
Asdana system, Penacony.
A famous land of dreams in the cosmos, a den of excess, it gathered vast numbers of organic and inorganic life forms alike. They controlled an immense amount of wealth within this cosmos.
Due to its special nature, life was especially concentrated here, firmly under the surveillance of the Mechanical Legion.
When the grotesque mechanical army barged into this peaceful world, no matter how wealthy they were, panic seized everyone.
They bolted, running as fast as their legs could carry them, not caring whether the path was correct or not.
A person only had one life. As long as they ran faster than others, that was enough.
Those were the ones who had awakened. As for those still trapped in their dreams, all that could be done was wish them luck.
"Where are the IPC's security forces? Get up there already!" Voices like this rang out endlessly.
Those barely holding the line, or the security personnel who had just retreated from the front lines, had nothing to say upon hearing this. They just wanted to breathe for a moment.
This was truly deadly. The IPC placed immense importance on Penacony's defenses.
Although this was Godzilla's territory and normally no one would dare cause trouble here, Godzilla himself was indifferent to the wider universe. As long as things were not too noisy and did not disturb him, he would not intervene.
Thus, only elites were stationed here.
But no matter how elite they were, it was useless now.
They were facing a mechanical legion, an army that had been strengthened without their knowledge.
Against such a vast disparity in power and numbers, the fact that they had not been wiped out instantly was already a miracle.
The IPC never said we'd be fighting vast Antimatter Legions!
"Everyone, don't panic!" On a high platform, Robin did her utmost to let the power of Harmony seep into every heart. But it was only a drop in the bucket.
She should have been on the road searching for her brother, but the sudden machine crisis had stopped her.
Safety was gone, danger everywhere. Seeing the terrified crowds, she chose to soothe hearts with Harmony.
"Detected a large number of organic life forms. Initiating complete assimilation protocol…"
A cold, emotionless mechanical voice rang out from the dust. A red beam symbolizing death swept across the area. As the dust cleared, a massive cannon barrel that inspired despair came into view.
Around it, a sky-darkening army sealed off every direction, no escape possible.
That sight alone filled people with hopelessness, completely unbalanced.
The red light flickered, its frequency rapidly increasing. A sense of desolation spread across all of Penacony.
The aura of destruction appeared, baring its fangs toward the land of dreams without restraint.
Robin stubbornly raised her head, staring straight at the red light sweeping over Penacony.
Finally, the red light locked onto her.
Like a stage spotlight, all brilliance converged on her body in that instant. All eyes focused on her.
Back then, the stage was dazzling and magnificent, the audience gathered from all directions.
But now, the stage light meant death, symbolizing a road of no return. Yet Robin never gave up.
Like the bird she and her brother once saved, she spread her wings stubbornly, soaring even as a storm loomed ahead.
"Assimilation protocol, eighty-nine percent, ninety-seven percent, ninety…"
"Bang!!!"
"Whoosh!!"
A bolt of lightning descended, a violent wind swept through, and the world fell silent in an instant.
In its place was a blazing sun, a great sun that covered everything, scorching yet warm, shielding all storms.
The red light that had brought death dimmed. One half of the massive structure was lifted by a mountain-like tail, the other half pinched and toyed with in a hand.
Under this irresistible force, a warship made of special materials, capable of withstanding planetary explosions, creaked and groaned.
"Warning, warning, encountering irresistible force, initiating self-destruct program…"
Golden vertical pupils glanced aside.
"Bang!" With a slight loosening of his grip, fragments poured down like rain.
At that moment, everyone stood dazed, gazing up at the being who had brought hope of life.
"ROAR" So noisy
With a flick of his tail, a thunderous crash followed as the other half slammed into several starships, snapping them in two.
"Godzilla…" Looking at the figure standing before her, the tension Robin had been holding finally dissipated. Relief and excitement welled up within her.
"Warning, warning!!" At that moment, countless starships and assimilated units emitted shrill alarms. Endless red dots locked onto Godzilla. Energy gathered, a storm of attacks about to fall.
"Whoosh, bang!!"
"Rumble!!!" A brilliant blue blade swept out, slicing across half of the Asdana system. The voices fell silent.
Aside from the outermost regions, nothing of the legion was left behind. Not even a single screw remained.
The reason it was only half a star system was because Penacony lay within the Asdana system.
"ROAR" Annoying.
Solved effortlessly. To Godzilla, these lumps of scrap were never worth attention.
His golden pupils shifted slightly, taking in Robin on the high platform.
Even though the platform only reached his thigh.
"Roar!" After a low growl, he tore open another portal, his body once again turning into lightning as he rushed to the next destination.
After Godzilla vanished, the strength Robin had gathered dissipated with the change in surroundings. She leaned weakly against the railing, looking oddly languid.
At that moment, a red-clad figure appeared, sitting on the railing and staring at where Godzilla had stood, exclaiming in surprise.
"Geez, didn't he get a bit bigger again? He's already huge, and he can still grow? I don't even see him exercising that much."
...
Godzilla's figure appeared across the cosmos.
Wherever mechanical legions caused havoc, wherever anyone dared provoke or challenge him, all fell within Godzilla's strike range.
In an instant, countless lives were saved. Across the cosmos, tales spread of the colossal giant who descended from the skies, a savior incarnate.
Yet among them, those capable of observing the bigger picture noticed something intriguing.
"He seems to be hunting, driving all his prey into an encirclement."