Chapter 119: Volume 2 Chapter 62: Dance
The Ghidorah's Wings used their own bodies to shield their companions, successfully defending against nuclear strikes.
In the Middle East, Northern Europe, and Southern Africa, they sacrificed one of their own to ensure the near-pristine landing of another. Protected by their comrades, these surviving Ghidorah's Wings made no attempt to accelerate further. The resulting impact energy amounted to only a few megatons of TNT, with an additional 30 meters of protective biological shielding provided by their deceased companion. This flawless defense allowed the second Ghidorah's Wings to emerge unscathed.
In total, three Ghidorah's Wings broke through the atmospheric defenses and landed on Earth. In the sky, they resembled fallen stars from myth and legend, their tails trailing fiery remnants of nuclear explosions as they plummeted.
As they entered the atmosphere, the outermost Ghidorah's Wings's body ignited and burned intensely, enduring the combined destruction of nuclear bombardments and atmospheric friction. One by one, the three meteors pierced the atmosphere. By the time the last two Ghidorah's Wings barely entered, the ground was already lit up by the glow of colliding celestial objects.
It was blinding.
With a deafening or perhaps soundless impact, the Ghidorah's Wings in the Middle East struck the earth first. Upon contact, they burrowed into the ground, displacing millions of tons of soil and rock into the sky. The ground around the impact zone bulged upward, resembling the Earth's face swelling from a massive welt. Eventually, it erupted like a volcano.
First, a fireball rose, followed by molten rock fragments ejecting in every direction—raining destruction upon the world like fiery rain. Among the molten rocks were fragments of the shattered, severely injured Ghidorah's Wings's body. Their hardness and density ensured they didn't disintegrate easily, each chunk capable of forming new craters upon impact.
The shockwave swept across the horizon. Most of the explosion's energy had been spent on displacing rocks and earth, so the fireball was neither massive nor blindingly bright. This allowed onlookers to witness the spectacle—the emergence of a surviving Ghidorah's Wings from the molten core of destruction. Bathed in lava and ash, it resembled a demon from the myths of Hell.
In the Middle East, this Ghidorah's Wings extended its wings beyond the fireball's confines. It then roared mightily, broadcasting its voice for the world to hear.
"RAWRRR!!!"
The ground trembled with its cry. Nuclear weapons remained dormant for the moment, as the initial shockwave from the impact had already incapacitated all airborne warheads within a 200-kilometer radius.
Electromagnetic railguns within range began targeting the Ghidorah's Wings. The battle was no longer solely reliant on nuclear missiles—conventional weapons had to join the fray. Without their support, humanity might suffer catastrophic casualties.
The belief that the Ghidorah's Wings, after entering the atmosphere, would be more vulnerable due to their reduced speed was a dangerous misconception. Unlike their struggles in the upper atmosphere, would ground-based tactics prove any more effective?
Satellites could still deploy nuclear missiles, provided environmental damage was disregarded. For the space-based nuclear strike network, conducting similar-scale attacks was a trivial task.
"As long as we saturate them with strikes after they land, we'll be fine!" This thought, however, was dangerously naïve.
If dealing with atmospheric Ghidorah's Wings were truly that simple, there wouldn't have been a need for ground-based railguns, which are significantly less powerful than nuclear weapons. Nor would humanity have relied so heavily on satellites.
The issue lay in the nature of nuclear strikes within the atmosphere. Unlike in space, where explosions expand instantly due to the lack of atmospheric pressure, atmospheric nuclear detonations produce devastating shockwaves. These shockwaves can destroy other warheads within several kilometers, making continuous bombardment almost impossible.
This limitation was evident during Godzilla's landing in Australia, where the first wave of nuclear strikes proved ineffective.
In space, fireballs expand instantly, leaving subsequent strikes unaffected. On the ground, however, shockwaves persist for several minutes, creating significant delays.
Engaging Ghidorah's Wings within the atmosphere was orders of magnitude more difficult than fighting them in space. Their once-proud capability for wide-scale destruction became a liability in the confined atmosphere.
In the Middle East, Southern Africa, and Northern Europe, the surviving Ghidorah's Wings roared defiantly. After a brief display of their might, they unfolded their wings and prepared to soar above this strange yet familiar planet.
Amid the spreading impact shockwaves, the Ghidorah's Wings flapped their massive wings. Satellite imagery captured their escape—emerging from their fallen comrade's corpse, inhaling the atmosphere, igniting parts of their bodies, and propelling themselves into the air.
They took flight!
With every leap of their colossal bodies, fire erupted. Accompanied by their shockwaves, they soared outward, breaking the sound barrier and flying faster than any human-made aircraft could achieve.
Weighing nearly a million tons and traveling at supersonic speeds, their shockwaves dwarfed even Godzilla's previous high-speed movements.
Two—soon to become three—Ghidorah's Wings took their maiden flight on Earth. Yet, they showed no interest in retaliating against the satellites merely a few hundred kilometers away.
They simply flew.
It was as if they were dancing.
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