As Rodan's massive body burst from the volcano, the crater that had once seemed broad now looked almost too small. Rodan forced his enormous frame through it, shattering the crater as torrents of rock crashed toward the foot of the mountain like an avalanche.
After Rodan emerged from the volcano, magma dripped from his body, and the already restless volcano erupted at that very moment.
Volcanic ash billowed endlessly into the sky behind him, while magma flowed beneath his feet. A terrifying beast, 47 meters tall when standing and with a wingspan of 266 meters, revealed his body perfectly before the world. He descended upon humanity like a demon from mythology capable of destroying heaven and earth.
Perhaps still dazed and confused from waking from his slumber, Rodan first spread his wings after emerging from the volcano, announcing his arrival to the world. Then he actually remained where he was in a haze, as though he did not know what to do next.
Watching the terrifying beast emerge from the volcano and trigger a chain reaction of disasters, every resident and tourist in the town on Isla de Mara felt their limbs turn cold. They scrambled frantically to flee even faster.
As if sensing something, Rodan suddenly turned his head and looked at the crowds still fleeing through the town below. A mocking glint appeared in his eyes.
Before he had gone to sleep, these creatures, like tiny flesh worms, had worshipped and feared him. But back then, those little flesh worms had merely been primitive people dressed in animal skins. Now, they had built all sorts of strange-looking things, yet one thing had not changed: they still feared him and ran when they saw him.
But that was not enough. Rodan felt that he needed more than fear and