I, Godzilla!

Sweat poured from the black-clad guards, soaking the ground beneath their feet. The Guard Captain licked his dry lips.

The dungeon, usually cold and damp, had become as hot as a furnace.

The aura of the slave boy before them grew stronger and stronger, even though he was bound by Sea Prism Stone chains... If this continued, there might be trouble...

The Celestial Dragons, wearing Bubble Helmets and special suits, also noticed the anomaly in the dungeon.

"Father, can I gouge out his eyes now? It's too hot in here."

"Of course..."

"Saru, calm down! What are you doing!"

Charlia, who had been standing behind the crowd, let out a scream. The pug named Saru broke free from her arms like a mad dog, whimpering as it cowered in a corner of the dungeon.

Saru stared at Leon, its tail tightly tucked, limbs trembling nonstop.

Animal instinct made it feel the threat of death emanating from the boy before it.

Everyone's attention was momentarily drawn to Saru.

"Huh?"

"Why can't I see clearly all of a sudden? Am I nearsighted?"

A black-clad guard muttered under his breath.

"Idiot, there's smoke in the dungeon!"

Another smarter guard replied.

"Oh, so there's smoke..."

The crackling sound of burning wood rang out, and everyone followed the source of the noise to look at Leon again.

Leon's entire body was like broken porcelain, countless cracks spreading across his surface, dark red light like magma surging beneath his skin.

The Wooden Rack binding him swayed precariously.

"This! This! This is truly..."

"Truly a stunning work of art!"

Roswald's eyes burned with fervor. He had suddenly changed his mind—this was definitely the most interesting slave he had ever encountered. It would be a waste to destroy him like this...

"You lot, go restrain him!"

Roswald waved his hand grandly.

"Huh? Us?"

The black-clad guards exchanged glances. The situation was unclear, and before he broke free... For our sake... no, for the Celestial Dragons' safety, we should retreat first...

"Hurry up! You damn guards, be gentle and don't hurt him."

The Celestial Dragons' orders were absolute, a rule carved into the black-clad guards' bones like instinct that must be obeyed.

The Guard Captain gritted his teeth and steeled his resolve, leading the guards charging at Leon.

"Even if he's a Devil Fruit user, with the Sea Prism Stone chains on him, he can't use his powers..."

The guards reached Leon, but didn't know where to start. Leon's body temperature was still rising, releasing white, high-temperature steam.

With a crack, the burning Wooden Rack snapped directly.

Leon broke free from his restraints. The searing pain tearing through his entire body left his mind barely conscious.

A faint blue light seeped from his tailbone and extended upward, his skin gradually transforming into hard, armor-like plates.

He was shifting from human to another creature.

"This is!"

The Guard Captain's face was full of terror.

"Is he a lizard man who ate the Lizard Fruit!?"

"Idiot." Roswald, as a Celestial Dragon, was quite knowledgeable. "With such an aura, how could it be an ordinary Zoan fruit? He must have eaten the Ancient Zoan, Dragon-Dragon Fruit."

"But he still has the Sea Prism Stone chains on him, how could he..."

Before the words finished, the Sea Prism Stone chains on Leon, said to be as hard as diamond, shattered directly.

His current form was truly like a tyrannosaur, and the jagged dorsal fins rising like mountain peaks from the tip of his tail all the way to the back of his neck highlighted his extraordinary nature.

If any other transmigrators were present, they would instantly recognize that standing before them was the Titan Beast—Godzilla!

Though a bit small in size, it could only be considered a Youth Version.

Leon exhaled a puff of hot air. He wasn't entirely sure what was happening to him.

Godzilla Human Form or Godzilla Jinchuriki?

The ancient, eternal chaotic will from Godzilla's core pressed down on him, making it hard to breathe.

So this was the power of Godzilla, standing at the apex of all living things...

"Protect the Celestial Dragons!"

The Guard Captain was shocked, quickly reorganizing the formation to shield the Celestial Dragon.

The enemy is too strong... better retreat first...

"You damned slave, I'm a Celestial Dragon! Kneel before me now!"

Roswald jumped out again, oblivious to the danger. The Guard Captain sensed trouble—his actions would clearly provoke the monster before them.

Useless and counterproductive, brainless fool.

The Guard Captain couldn't suppress this treasonous thought rising in his heart.

Roswald, irritated by Leon's disregard, drew his pistol and fired directly at him.

"An ill-mannered commoner, I told you to kneel!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The bullets struck Leon's body with a dull thud, causing no damage at all.

Leon instinctively lashed out with his tail, smashing a guard who couldn't dodge in time into pulp.

Damn it! The Guard Captain broke out in a cold sweat. This monster's speed and strength are definitely at the level of a Navy Officer.

Can't fight it head-on.

The Guard Captain made a hand signal, ordering his men to prepare to sacrifice themselves to cover the Celestial Dragon's retreat.

Though Leon made no further move, the Guard Captain understood that against a monster like this, there was only one chance to escape...