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Chapter 1719 Then Melted
Beneath the charred shells that had peeled off in the nuclear explosion, new structures were forming at an ultra-high speed—thicker, more angular, and gleaming with a cold, metallic sheen, jet-black bone plates that were rapidly covering and spreading like living armor, emitting a teeth-grinding "crackling" sound as they grew!

Its form underwent a terrifying transformation under the catalysis of energy: the muscles of its limbs bulged like solidified lava hills, so thick they were suffocating; the tips of its huge claws were highly concentrated with energy, emitting a piercing shriek, like two pairs of huge energy drills capable of drilling through the earth's crust; at the end of its thick tail, the carapace cracked open, revealing an energy core that was constantly gathering and flashing with an ominous purple light, like a destructive cannon poised to fire.

However, the most terrifying anomaly still occurred on its wildly shining dorsal fin crystal clusters!
Not only do they grow larger and sharper as they absorb energy, like world-destroying spears pointing to the sky, but what is even more chilling is that deep within those dark crystals, something seemingly alive seems to be pulsating!

Dark red energy veins, resembling a mixture of molten lava and foul blood, are frantically growing, condensing, and pulsating in the base and core of the crystal!
Each pulsation was accompanied by a violent flash of crystal light, as if another heart, an energy core that was giving birth to an even more terrifying existence, was being forcibly induced deep within the dorsal fin!

"My God...it's...it's absorbing the nuclear bomb! It's using the nuclear explosion as fuel!"

Dr. Angela's shrill, almost piercing scream abruptly ripped through the deathly silence of the command center. Her voice was filled with the collapse of scientific faith and a deep-seated fear.

He slumped over the control panel, his fingers white from straining, staring intently at the wildly beating data stream. "Energy readings... incomprehensible conversion efficiency! Biological structure... God, it's using this energy for accelerated recombination and evolution! God... look at its dorsal fin! Inside... that pulsating dark red... what is that?! What is it condensing?!"

Connors was immersed in an unprecedented sense of ultimate satisfaction that almost overwhelmed his reason.

Every inch of newly formed bone armor, every surging and roaring energy vein, and every burst of power brought about by the forced tearing and reorganization of muscle fibers all make it emit a silent roar originating from its life instinct.

This is a feast of power!
This is an evolutionary frenzy!
It greedily seized and devoured the destructive energy released by the megaton-level nuclear explosion, which was like a cascading galaxy, pouring it into its power-hungry body like the sweetest nectar.

It could even "sense" that the enormous energy was being efficiently converted, stored, and utilized—wasn't the dark red core throbbing deep within the dorsal fin proof that the power was about to undergo another qualitative change?

It revels in this "satisfaction," and the pleasure of controlling everything and looking down on all living beings almost overflows the core of its mind.

This is one of the pinnacle creations in human arsenal—the B83-1 variable yield thermonuclear bomb, capable of ultimate destruction with a maximum yield of 120 million tons of TNT!
What a generous "gift"!
In the original Godzilla, it only swallowed a nuclear bomb with a yield of about 100 to 500 kilotons, which triggered the destructive form known as "Crimson Lotus" that burned everything in its path, almost exhausting all of its life essence.

It completely ignored, or rather, the raging power within it temporarily suppressed the long-standing, deeper hidden danger.

In a corner of its massive body, a subtle yet deadly anomaly is taking place in a special chamber—instinctively constructed as a "uranium pouch"—used for storing and slowly digesting highly concentrated radioactive materials. Not long ago, it had, like a greedy glutton, devoured large quantities of not-yet-completely-depleted highly concentrated nuclear fuel rods from the first and second nuclear reactors in the ruins of Fukushima.

These fuel rods, which should have been stable "nutrients" in its long evolutionary journey, slowly release energy under the special bio-force field and enzymatic action of the "uranium bag".

However, at this moment, this "uranium bag" has become a silent active volcano, with an extremely large and unstable amount of radioactive material already accumulated inside.

The terrifying shockwave of a megaton-level nuclear explosion, like an invisible hammer, slammed heavily onto Connors' massive body, violently shaking the fragile balance point within it!

Under the terrifying shock of this attack from both inside and outside, the tough bio-force field membrane of the "uranium bag" was instantly covered with tiny, almost imperceptible, yet deadly cracks!
Even more terrifying is that Connors's proud dorsal fin energy absorption system, which is now operating at full speed, is not only devouring and transforming the shock wave and heat radiation released by the nuclear explosion, but also the massive amount of high-energy neutrons that permeate the space!
These highly penetrating ghost particles, generated during the nuclear explosion, are being efficiently captured and absorbed by the gravitational field of the dorsal fin, flowing into the torrent of energy surging within Connors' body.

Some of the high-energy neutrons, like deadly stray bullets, penetrated the newly formed cracks in the uranium pouch membrane and shot deep into the mountains of nuclear fuel inside!
Uranium-235, plutonium-239... these fissile materials have a natural "craving" for neutrons.

Normally, they are carefully "sealed" by the force field and biological structure of the "uranium bag," maintaining them in a subcritical state.

But at this moment, when these neutrons, carrying enormous kinetic energy, from an external nuclear explosion burst in, it was like sparks splashing into a dry powder keg!
A neutron collides with a uranium-235 nucleus, triggering fission and releasing enormous energy and two or three new neutrons; these newly formed neutrons, within the cramped "uranium pouch," collide almost without loss with other nearby fission nuclei...

Chain reaction!

A process that requires the utmost technological advancement and sacrifice from humanity and demands precise control to maintain in a reactor was brutally and uncontrollably detonated inside Connors's unsuspecting body, within the supposedly safe "stomach pouch" of uranium!
What started as a tiny ripple of energy was as insignificant as a drop in the ocean amidst the surging torrent of nuclear energy within Connors' body, and was instantly submerged.

Connors was completely unaware of this slight ripple; its entire consciousness was immersed in the ecstasy of the million-ton energy feast.

The dark red, pulsating core deep within the dorsal fin greedily absorbed and condensed, its light growing ever brighter, seemingly foreshadowing the birth of some greater form.

However, once the chain reaction begins, it is like a snowball rolling down a mountain, with its speed and destructive power increasing exponentially!
(End of this chapter)