Doomsday Protocol Activated: The Tokyo Archipelago Plunges Toward Destruction!

Deep beneath Tokyo, below vast layers of hard, ancient rock, lay a massive abyss forgotten by the world above. Sunlight never reached it. The air was bitterly cold and damp, thick with the earthy smell of soil.

Towering, heavy cast-iron pipes crisscrossed overhead. Cold droplets gathered on their surfaces. Drip. Drip. Water fell steadily onto the moss-covered concrete floor.

The sound echoed through the silent passage, monotonous and desolate. This was the top-secret underground base the V Organization had operated in secret for decades.

A towering, heavy door of special alloy armor stood tightly shut, sealing out all prying eyes. One by one, enormous metal searchlights came on.

Pale, cold beams swept slowly through the dim passage. They passed over the black, damp reinforced-concrete walls and cast enormous, strange shadows across the floor.

At that moment, the entire underground base felt grim as a vast tomb in which the living had been buried.

Hundreds of half-Ghoul soldiers in black tactical uniforms stood on either side of the passage, as motionless as lifeless statues. They held black, custom-made Quinque firearms in both hands. Their eyes were hollow and cold.

The entire passage was silent, without a single stray sound. ... At the center of the hall stood a cultivation tank dozens of meters tall, built from specially tempered glass.

It rose from its steel foundation like an ancient beast. Thick, dark-yellow nutrient fluid filled the tank. Countless tiny bubbles drifted upward through the liquid and burst.

At the very heart of the tank was a great mass of black-red flesh that pulsed like a beating heart.

Dense, sharp bone spurs covered it. They expanded and contracted with the rhythm of its breathing, releasing a suffocating aura of violence.

It was an active Kakuhou formed from the cells of countless Special Grade