Haotian felt the world spin around him, as if everything beneath his feet had been turned upside down. His soul seemed ready to break free from his body, and his consciousness plunged into an abyss, sinking rapidly downward. Fear and dizziness intertwined, nearly suffocating him, while everything around him lost all meaning beneath this immense force.
When Haotian "opened his eyes" again, he found himself in a dim, eerie space. The rocks beneath his feet were cold and hard, every jagged edge seeming to speak of the passage of time. A faint smell of sulfur hung in the air, as if he had stepped to the very edge of hell. The pungent odor continually stung his nostrils.
He slowly raised his head. Above him, a dim "sun" gave off a ghostly glow. Its light was faint and strange, barely illuminating this bizarre world. Shadows crowded every corner the light reached, as if concealing countless unknown dangers.
And right at the center of this space crouched a colossal creature so terrifying that it made anyone who saw it tremble. Haotian had prepared himself, but seeing it with his own eyes still left him deeply shaken.
"This... this is Ghidorah!" Haotian couldn't help murmuring, his voice full of awe and reverence.
Three savage dragon heads rose high, like three towering peaks. Each was lined with sharp fangs, seemingly able to tear apart anything in their way. Golden scales glimmered with a metallic sheen in the dim light, like a layer of impenetrable armor.
Its enormous wings were folded behind it like two towering hills. The feathers along them were as sharp as blades, gleaming coldly in the faint light. Its thick tail beat lightly against the ground, making a deep, muffled sound. Each blow sent a faint tremor through the ground beneath Haotian's feet, like the roar of an ancient beast proclaiming its dominion.
Haotian forced down his trepidation, a hint of resolve showing in his eyes. He studied the giant beast before him and thought, An ordinary Ghidorah stands around fifty meters tall, but even curled up, this one is far larger.
"Which Ghidorah is this?" Haotian furrowed his brow, turning the question over in his mind. He recalled what he knew about Ghidorah: Monster Zero, hundreds of meters tall and capable of destroying planets; King Ghidorah, genetically modified by humans and ultimately made to submit to Godzilla...
"If a Ghidorah really is dwelling inside me, it can't possibly be only fifty meters tall." Haotian's gaze grew distant as countless thoughts swirled through his mind. Could it be...
He abruptly looked up, fixing his gaze on Ghidorah. Surprise and certainty flashed in his eyes. "Is it? Is it that legendary..."
"Human..." Just then, Ghidorah's voice rang out like thunder, carrying a trace of doubt and scrutiny. It seemed to come from the deepest pits of hell, painfully pounding Haotian's eardrums.
Haotian's heart jolted. This confirmed his guess beyond doubt—this was the legendary Monster Zero!
Haotian knew the risks involved in controlling such immense power. One careless move, and he could be doomed beyond redemption. His brows drew together, his expression grave, as if a boulder weighed on his heart.
How can I safely draw out this power? It's a difficult problem, full of unknowns and hidden dangers. Haotian pondered, his eyes showing both uncertainty and determination.
He slowly approached Ghidorah, taking every step with extraordinary care. Each time he moved, he felt a faint tremor through the ground, as if it were warning him of the mighty beast before him.
The hundred-meter distance seemed insignificant beside Ghidorah's enormous body. Yet as Haotian drew closer, he felt an invisible resistance pressing against him. It was like thick mud, making every step forward increasingly difficult.
"This resistance contains violent energy. It's so powerful!" Haotian's heart tightened. His skin tingled with pain, as if countless tiny needles were pricking him. He knew that if he went any closer, this force might crush him.
Haotian abandoned the idea of touching Ghidorah. He slowly sat cross-legged, a hundred meters away, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. Then he began trying to acclimate himself to this power.
The radiation energy emanating from Ghidorah surged into Haotian like a raging tide, battering his meridians and scorching his cells. It felt as if the force would tear his body apart, and the pain clung to him without respite.
"Ah!" Haotian clenched his teeth and let out a low growl. Sweat beaded across his forehead, and his expression was focused and resolute. He struggled to control the Chakra within him, guiding the violent energy as it circulated through his body.
Second by second, time passed. After an unknown length of time, Haotian's consciousness grew hazy, and his body felt utterly drained. His eyelids grew heavier and heavier, as if weighed down by a thousand pounds.
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