No matter what, Tokyo had become history.
Now, not only could the U.S. military casually drop nuclear bombs on Japan, even the Overlord Organization could do the same.
With the White House and The Pentagon long gone, ambitious schemers with hidden agendas would spring up like mushrooms after rain. This was also one of the changing scenarios Harley wanted to observe.
What kind of response would normally honest people give in this sudden apocalypse?
But no matter what humanity thought, the battle between the monsters continued.
Both sides had suffered injuries, and their warm-up was more or less over. After circling each other a few times face-to-face, they launched another attack.
This time, King Ghidorah chose to build momentum through a dive, while Godzilla moved closer to the shore in an attempt to drag its enemy into the sea.
Each side had its own tactics and plans, but in a battle between monsters, tactics came second. What mattered most was the direct contest of fists striking flesh and blood spraying everywhere.
All three of the Dragon King's heads bit down at once, and blood gushed from Godzilla's body. Yet instead of retreating, it seized its opponent with bloodshot eyes and bit back. King Ghidorah let out a scream as blood spurted wildly from its body as well.
Biting, tail swings, claw strikes, and kicks.
The battle between the two colossal beasts was earth-shattering. Huge fissures split open across the ground, and even the little ash left after Tokyo's destruction was swept away by the gale.
They fought in the sea one moment and in the mountains the next, wreaking havoc on the environment humanity depended on amid terrifying tremors that shook the heavens and earth.
But the Japs didn't count as people, so it was fine.
After watching their clumsy