Me, 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 gloomy, had become like a furnace.

The pressure radiating from the slave boy before them kept growing. He was clearly restrained by Sea Prism Stone... If this continued, things might go wrong...

The Celestial Dragons in their Bubble Helmets and special outfits had also noticed something amiss in the dungeon.

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

"Of course..."

"Saru, quiet! What are you doing?!"

Charlia, who had been standing behind the crowd, shrieked as Saru, the pug in her arms, wrenched himself free and fled whimpering to a corner of the dungeon.

Saru stared at Leon, his tail tucked tightly between his legs and all four limbs trembling.

An animal's instincts told him that the boy before him posed a mortal threat.

Everyone's attention was drawn to Saru for a moment.

"Huh?"

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

One of the black-clad guards muttered under his breath.

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

A clever guard answered.

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

The crackle of burning wood rang out, and everyone turned their gaze toward Leon again.

Leon looked like a shattered piece of porcelain. Countless cracks had appeared across his body, and a dark red glow, like molten lava, pulsed beneath his skin.

The wooden frame restraining Leon was on the verge of collapsing.

"Th-this... This really is..."

"An astonishing work of art!"

Roswald's eyes burned with excitement. He'd suddenly changed his mind. This was without a doubt the most interesting slave he'd ever encountered. It would be a shame to destroy him just like that...

"Go restrain him!"

Roswald waved his hand.

"W-what? Us?"

The black-clad guards exchanged uncertain looks. They didn't know what they were up against, and he hadn't broken free yet. For their sake—no, for the safety of the Celestial Dragons, they should retreat first...

"Hurry up! You worthless guards! Be gentle, and make sure you don't hurt him!"

A Celestial Dragon's orders were absolute. Obeying them was ingrained in the black-clad guards, like an instinct they could never resist.

The Guard Captain gritted his teeth, steeled himself, and led the guards toward Leon.

"Even if he's a Devil Fruit User, he's shackled with Sea Prism Stone. He can't use his full strength..."

The guards reached Leon but had no idea where to begin. Leon's body was still growing hotter, and he was releasing white, high-temperature steam.

With a crack, the burning wooden frame snapped in two.

Leon broke free. The searing pain tearing through his whole body left him barely conscious.

A deep blue glow seeped from his tailbone and stretched upward, while the skin on his body gradually transformed into a hard, armor-like hide.

He was changing from a human into another kind of creature.

"What is this?!"

The Guard Captain's face filled with terror.

"Did he eat the Lizard Fruit? Is he a lizard man?!"

"Idiot." As a Celestial Dragon, Roswald had seen plenty. "With pressure like that, how could he have eaten an ordinary Zoan Devil Fruit? He must have eaten an Ancient Zoan, Dragon-Dragon Fruit."

"But he's still wearing Sea Prism Stone Chains. How could he...?"

Before he could finish, the Sea Prism Stone—said to be as hard as diamond—shattered right off Leon's body.

He looked just like a Tyrannosaurus. The ridge of dorsal plates running from the tip of his tail to the back of his neck, rising and falling like a mountain range, made it clear he was no ordinary creature.

If there had been another transmigrator present, they would have recognized the creature standing before them at a glance: the Titan Beast—Godzilla!

Though he was a little small, making him only the Youth Version.

Leon exhaled a hot breath. He didn't really understand what was happening to him.

Godzilla Human Form or Godzilla Jinchuriki?

The ancient, everlasting, chaotic will within Godzilla's true form pressed down on him, making it hard to breathe.

Was this the power of Godzilla, who stood at the pinnacle of all living things...?

"Protect the Celestial Dragons!"

The Guard Captain was horrified. He quickly reorganized the guards and placed himself between them and the Celestial Dragons.

The enemy was far too powerful. They should retreat first...

"Damn slave, I'm a Celestial Dragon! Get on your knees!"

Roswald stepped forward again, oblivious to the danger. The Guard Captain realized at once that his actions would clearly provoke the monster before them.

What a useless, brainless fool.

An utterly treasonous thought rose uncontrollably in the Guard Captain's mind.

Roswald was also angered by Leon ignoring him. He raised his pistol and fired at Leon.

"You insolent commoner! I said get on your knees!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The bullets struck Leon with dull thuds, but didn't hurt him at all.

Acting on instinct, Leon lashed out with a Tail Whip and smashed a guard who couldn't dodge in time.

Damn it! The Guard Captain broke into a cold sweat. That monster's speed and strength were absolutely on par with a Navy Officer.

They couldn't fight him head-on.

The Guard Captain signaled his subordinates to prepare to use their lives to cover the Celestial Dragons' retreat.

Although Leon hadn't made another move, the Guard Captain knew that they would only have one chance to escape from a monster like this...