Pacific Rim Godzilla Beats Up Monsters

This body structure was clearly built for land.

Therefore, the notion that Titan Beasts are better suited for land warfare than naval combat has become deeply ingrained in people's minds.

Only Dr. Chen did not seem particularly worried at this moment.

Because, based on the numerous combat situations and behavioral patterns the Beast King had displayed, Dr. Chen believed that while the Beast King might excel at ground combat, its naval combat capabilities were not weak in the slightest.

It was just unclear what exactly this Beast King was best at.

"But regardless, Shangang is definitely not skilled at naval combat. For her to enter the water to duel the Beast King is to attack his strengths with her own weaknesses!"

To describe the latter's actions in one word:

Suicide!

"It's coming out! It's coming out now!"

Watching the turbulent waves churning on the sea surface and seeing the two mountain-like figures beneath the water beginning to emerge, everyone cried out in alarm, watching with bated breath as all eyes were fixed on the scene.

Everyone wanted to know who had achieved the final victory.

"The Beast King must have won!"

Dr. Chen held firm to her conviction, stating these words with an incredibly certain tone.

The Beast King, must win!

Out on the ocean, the giant beast had stirred up ten-thousand-foot waves, with tons of seawater cascading off its body like a relentless downpour.

As the torrents of water gradually fell away, a massive figure stood atop the sea, looking down upon all living beings!

It was the Beast King, it was Godzilla, the King of Titan Beasts; he had triumphed once again!

He held the corpse of Shangang in one of his short arms. There was no breath attack, no charging up; relying solely on pure physical strength, he had defeated Shangang head-on in the middle of the ocean. The victory was indisputable!

Shangang's body could still twitch unnaturally from time to time, a testament to just how powerful the vitality of this King of Monsters was.

But she would not last much longer.

From the outside, the surface of her corpse was relatively intact, but her arms were mangled and incomplete. Aside from her two hind legs, everything else had been torn and ripped away.

And as for her abdomen...

A massive wound had been gouged into her belly. The countless organs and parts that should have been inside were torn to shreds, and most had been ripped directly out of her body.

In the end, only a dark, gaping hole remained, resembling an empty shell, sitting there as if waiting to swallow countless souls.

Tossing the still-twitching corpse of Shangang into the sea, the Beast King stepped onto it, stretched out its neck, and let out a roar toward the sky.

The Beast King's presence was peerless, reaching the absolute pinnacle!

After slaying another King of Monsters, Godzilla did not head deep into the ocean to depart.

Instead, dragging Shangang's corpse with one hand, he stepped onto the land, one stride at a time.

He slammed the hollowed-out corpse of Shangang onto the ground with a wet thud, looking quite disgusted.

Although this Shangang no longer had her Poison Sac and her skin appeared much smoother—no longer the natural enemy of those with trypophobia—one had to be honest: she was still very ugly.

She was slightly better looking than the other Venom Steel Mountain that was ugly to the extreme, but that didn't change the fact that she was an eyesore.

However, a corpse of a King of Monsters, even with many of its internal organs hollowed out, still carried significant weight. Even with the sand cushioning the impact, the ground shook when it hit the beach.

"Roar."

Godzilla let out a soft growl, showing no particular reaction.

But Scylla displayed her intelligence at this moment.

Seeing the Beast King call out, she immediately scurried over on her six legs.

Now that the Beast King had seen her true form, she naturally didn't dare to retract her spider legs to keep up the pretense.

That would be treating the Beast King like a fool.

She gently prostrated herself on the ground, keeping her head low and appearing very obedient.

Having witnessed Godzilla's glorious combat record, Scylla didn't feel for a second that she could threaten the Beast King's position.

And so, by the theory of relativity...

The Beast King probably wouldn't care too much about her anymore, right?

A black, short hand slapped down on Scylla's head with a thwack, serving as a warning to this Titan Beast.

Strength or no strength, it didn't matter; Godzilla was not the type of petty overlord to hold a grudge.

However, if the underling deliberately conceals things from the boss, that is quite infuriating and requires a warning.

Don't let it happen again.

Or, if I dare to try it again next time, you can experience what true Kingly Might really is.

"Roar!"

Beast King Godzilla roared once more, the sound carrying a hint of a command.

There was naturally a reason for being summoned by the Beast King.

And Scylla's intelligence did not disappoint the latter.

Scylla quickly disengaged from her combat stance, extended her octopus tentacles, and began to draw water back into her body.

Previously, when facing Shangang, in order to keep her body light and maintain peak combat power, she had instantly expelled the excess water from within her body, keeping her agility at a very high threshold.

Now that the Beast King was by her side, she felt warm inside and very secure.

She wasn't afraid of anyone anymore.

She then sprayed out that spiked seawater again, washing it over Shangang's corpse.

Although it wasn't venom, the toxic blood circulating through the body was still a major source of contamination that needed to be dealt with as soon as possible.

Watching Scylla work diligently, cleaning Shangang's corpse bit by bit, the Beast King turned around quietly and stepped back into the seawater.

He came at the call of the King of Monsters, and left after slaughtering the King of Monsters.

He departed cleanly and decisively, without a shred of hesitation, leaving behind only Scylla, who was working hard on the beach, and two mechs staring at each other with wide eyes.

"Oh no, hurry and check on how Luo Bing is doing!"

"Even though Luo Bing and Junko were just saying over the comms channel that they were fine, both of them are trapped inside the wrecked Crimson Thunder Blade, so there's still a risk of an accident!"

Brother Li, the pilot of Ace, was the first to react.

Although Scylla's act of cleaning up and sanitizing Shangang's corpse was quite mesmerizing, making one unable to help but observe this Titan Beast, Brother Li was still the first to realize what was most important right now!

They had come as a trio, but the Crimson Thunder Blade had crashed and been destroyed, and they had left them behind—that was not good, not good at all.

Ace and Crimson Typhoon quickly headed toward the crash site of the Crimson Thunder Blade. Halfway there, they received a transmission from the Crimson Thunder Blade.

Junko was the first to speak:

"Senior Li, and Senior Zhou, Luo Jun is fine. It's just a recurrence of a minor old ailment, a slight headache, but he's much better now."

After the Crimson Thunder Blade crashed, Luo Bing had clutched his head, continuing to feign illness to muddle through.

Junko had been startled at first, fearing it was a side effect of piloting a single-seat mecha.

But shortly after, Luo Bing told her that this headache was something he'd had before becoming a Pilot, only he was usually able to suppress it.

Perhaps it was because of everything that had happened over the last two days; he was simply too exhausted, which had triggered this condition.

"Brother Li, Brother Zhou, I'm fine. I'll be good after a short rest."

Hearing Luo Bing's voice come through the comms channel, it sounded no different than usual—not like he was forcing himself—and the others finally felt relieved.

When the two mechas worked in tandem to carefully extract the Cockpit from the ruined body of the Crimson Thunder Blade, the rescue operation was finally complete.

The Cockpit hatch opened to reveal Luo Bing resting his head on Koizumi Junko's lap. He didn't look like he was in pain at all; in fact, he looked quite comfortable.

Seeing this, Brother Li, who had seen his fair share of things, couldn't help but laugh and scold him:

"What a waste of our worry. You look pretty comfortable to me; where's the headache?"

The Zhou Brothers, pilots of the Crimson Typhoon nearby, couldn't help but chuckle as well.

They remarked that after surviving such a disaster, one could only say he had nerves of steel.

After the group joked around for a while, Commander Lan's voice finally came through:

"I'm relieved that you're all safe."

"The Shangang subjugation operation can be officially declared a success!"

The Zhou Brothers had a special attachment to the Pipi Shrimp, so they asked:

"Commander Lan, how is the Pipi Shrimp? Nothing major, right?"

Commander Lan's voice remained as steady as ever:

"It's in decent shape. Just one boiler exploded, and the external armor needs some repairs. A trip to the shipyard for an overhaul will fix it right up."

The Zhou Brothers clearly breathed a sigh of relief.

Commander Lan's comms crackled again, as if she were about to say something else.

But this time, the Pilots didn't hear Commander Lan's voice, but rather the somewhat raspy voice of an old man.

The old man sounded very loud, his voice filled with a frantic, intense demand:

"The corpse of Shangang!"

"I want Shangang's corpse! It can definitely be brought back, right? It must be possible, right?"

"I want Shangang's corpse, I must have it, I must have this Shangang's corpse brought back. No matter how high the price, it doesn't matter, because it's worth it, because this corpse is worth it!"

The old man's speech was a bit incoherent, and he appeared to be very anxious, but his intent was expressed quite clearly.

There was no other meaning; he simply wanted to obtain Shangang's corpse. In the eyes of this old man, no matter the cost, it was worth it.

The command channel that should have belonged to Commander Lan was suddenly interrupted by this voice.

Especially since this voice opened with "at any cost" and "must obtain."

In the history of the conflict between humanity and monsters, there has never been a time when those two phrases could be fully realized.

Unless it was a war of national annihilation, one could indeed reach the point of "achieving a strategic goal at any cost."

But given the current favorable situation...

And this wasn't an order issued by Commander Lan, but rather another voice they hadn't heard before.

The pilots of Crimson Typhoon, the Zhou Brothers, spoke with a hint of confusion:

"May we ask who this old gentleman is?"

"We are currently on a call with Commander Lan. Cutting in like this is a breach of discipline."

Rashly interrupting a top-secret call between a commander and a mech pilot would result in immediate arrest and imprisonment to await sentencing in any region.

It was only because Shangang had already been dealt with that everyone had the leisure to chat, without much sense of urgency.