Bronze door through time and space

Chapter 887 Eight-Foot Man VS Godzilla

After the attack on the Bald Eagle's homeland, all sorts of unscrupulous and outrageous countermeasures were immediately put into action. The main idea was that if the Bald Eagle was in chaos, the whole world would be in even more chaos, and if the Bald Eagle fell into the water, the whole world would be thrown into the sea. Therefore, they did not hesitate to lure the monsters toward the island nation and secretly send the collected mutated flesh and blood to the whole world.

If the bald eagle were gone, there would be no reason for the world to exist, so it does these things without any scruples.

As for why the monsters aren't lured eastward or towards the polar bear, it's simply because the current monsters aren't strong enough. If they dared to go there, they'd be blown to pieces in no time. Right now, they can only bully the island nation at most.

However, once this monster has grown enough in the island nation, it will naturally go to those two places. Even if it doesn't go there, they will lead it there, just like they are doing now.

Lured by the bald eagle, the monster born in the Ganges River and named Godzilla gradually rose from the deep sea and swam toward Tokyo Bay.

It's no secret that the US-made fleet is outmaneuvering monsters at sea, so the island nation reacted immediately, with protests being a prime example.

Of course, everyone knows that the island nation's protests against its American daddy will only excite the daddy more and will be of no use, so the US fleet didn't take it seriously at all.

But the island nation's top leadership has long since undergone a generational change and has gradually infiltrated the middle and lower levels. They are no longer going to tolerate him and are even less concerned about the consequences. Thus, under the will of the entire top leadership, dozens of island nation destroyers and three quasi-aircraft carriers were mobilized collectively, just like when they gambled on the fate of the nation. They launched an attack on the US fleet without hesitation, leaving the US completely stunned. They simply couldn't believe they had been bitten by a dog!

It's not that they were completely unprepared, but rather that decades of ingrained complacency left the US with little sense of security. Under these circumstances, the island nation truly managed to turn the tables and achieve a resounding victory.

However, the mold's scheme succeeded. Godzilla was unaffected by the naval battle and continued to swim steadfastly toward the island nation, as if it were destined to appear there.

After this period of growth, Godzilla has reached a height of 100 meters, a length of over 200 meters, and a weight of tens of thousands of tons. Its mere movement is a natural disaster, not to mention the nuclear reactor that has been developed inside its body, an organ that can be called a miracle of nature.

This bioreactor provided the monster with a continuous power source, allowing it to reach Tokyo Bay at an astonishing speed. The resulting waves alone reached hundreds of meters high, crashing onto the shore for several kilometers, even causing nearby bridges to sway and resulting in considerable damage and panic.

But when Godzilla stood upright in Tokyo Bay, the real terror had only just begun.

Stepping on the silt on the seabed, the seawater only formed rolling white foam at Godzilla's knees. When it landed on the modern dock, its tens of thousands of tons of weight instantly created a dense web of cracks. Many places began to collapse, and the piled-up containers were like children's building blocks, unable to hinder the monster at all, and were crushed one after another.

As the piercing alarm sounded, Godzilla, gradually adapting to the land environment, resolutely moved towards Tokyo, causing panic throughout the island nation, especially among the people living in Tokyo. The densely populated area left them not knowing where to run and they wandered around like headless flies.

Godzilla’s every step caused the ground to shake violently. The islanders simply could not imagine what kind of monster this was, or how it could walk upright on the ground. You have to know that it weighs tens of thousands of tons. What kind of bones, muscles and energy could support such a huge body to walk freely on land?

An eight-foot-tall woman walked through the chaotic streets, her size doubling with each step. Soon, the colossal eight-foot-tall lady, whose white dress could conceal skyscrapers, appeared on the streets of Tokyo, causing countless islanders to instinctively stop, look up, and exclaim in amazement.

Why not Ultraman?

This is the question that comes to mind for most islanders at this moment, but the eight-foot-tall lady doesn't care about that. She adopts a sumo wrestling stance and provokes Godzilla.

Godzilla was now driven more by its bestial instincts. It had been curious about this enormous creature it had never seen before, but after being provoked, it roared and charged at the eight-foot-tall man.

Godzilla's lower limbs are incredibly strong. When it starts to exert its strength, its claws easily plow five deep furrows in the asphalt road. The impact of tens of thousands of tons makes the earth groan under its strain, but this does not affect its speed at all. It truly lives up to its reputation as the monster that the mold has been longing for.

With a deafening crash, the eight-foot-tall, towering white jade pillar-like thigh ripped open the streets of Tokyo. Wherever the hem of her white skirt swept, reinforced concrete buildings shattered like paper toys. Splattered glass curtain walls refracted eerie rainbows in the sunlight, and many buildings collapsed like dominoes. But she had indeed withstood the impact of Godzilla, which weighed tens of thousands of tons.

"Roar!!!"

Godzilla, who considered itself the king, was naturally unconvinced. It swung its tail violently, and the hundred-meter-long tail, accompanied by a fierce wind, swept horizontally towards the waist of the eight-foot-tall man. The buildings along the way were not hindered at all and were cut in two. Just when it was about to hit him, the man took advantage of the shift in his center of gravity and fell to the ground. He couldn't get up for a while. After all, Godzilla's short arms were not able to effectively support the ground, and his lower limbs were too thick.

Suddenly, the eight-foot-tall man let out a chuckle and grabbed the monster's dorsal fin, performing an incredible over-the-shoulder throw.

Tokyo was shaken again, with surrounding buildings collapsing and even the nearby Eiffel Tower tilting several degrees. Godzilla, however, lay in a deep crater, questioning its existence. Wasn't it the King of Monsters?
Before Godzilla could even react, the eight-foot-tall man who made the entire island nation want to call him "Mommy" grabbed its tail, spun it around, and threw it back into Tokyo Bay. The moment Godzilla's massive body crashed into Tokyo Bay, the resulting giant waves engulfed large swathes of land, made three bridges across the bay teeter on the brink of collapse, and the surging seawater poured down like a torrential downpour—but it was still much better than flattening Tokyo.

Godzilla pushed its upper body up from the murky seawater. In its rage, the dorsal fin on its neck suddenly glowed with a ghostly blue light. Then, a thick atomic breath tore through the rain and rushed straight at the eight-foot-tall man standing on the shore.

The white dress burned violently in the high-energy rays, revealing large areas of white skin, yet it showed no fear of the high temperatures that could melt steel.

At this point, many Japanese were even hesitant about whether to give the monster a little more fuel, because even after the breath was exhausted, there was still a lot of white clothing left.

The eight-foot-tall man, emanating intense heat and steam, seemed to have just warmed up before leaping into Tokyo Bay without hesitation, approaching Godzilla step by step.

Godzilla roared angrily in the sea, the light of its dorsal fins growing ever brighter, but it was already having second thoughts, after all, it wasn't entirely a beast.

But the eight-foot-tall man was in high spirits and wouldn't let it go.

Sensing the opponent's undisguised intentions, Godzilla was enraged. Its dorsal fins glowed with a blinding light, and the overloaded energy of its reactor caused the air to tremble. Then, it suddenly opened its massive maw, and a nearly liquefied atomic breath tore through the water vapor that filled Tokyo Bay, striking the still unyielding eight-foot-tall man with the force of destruction.

The eight-foot-tall woman was now as large as two hills. When she saw the atomic breath coming, she did not back down. Instead, she crossed her arms in front of her chest. They looked soft but were actually as hard as steel. The atomic breath hit her hard, making a piercing sizzling sound. Countless sparks flew everywhere. The seawater under her feet was instantly evaporated by the high temperature, and even the seabed silt melted into a glassy substance.

However, apart from the white dress being reduced in size again, it remained completely unharmed.

Lowering his arm, which was radiating terrifying heat, the eight-foot-tall man made no attempt to tidy it up. Just like in a comic book, no matter how little there was, the strips of cloth were always hung where they were supposed to be, seemingly full of flaws, but in fact, they were flawless.

When Godzilla saw its attack blocked, its rage surged to its head. Ignoring the weakness caused by the two consecutive jets of energy, it stepped on the seabed, which had hardened under the high temperature, and swung its thick forepaws, bringing enough power to destroy a warship as it slammed them at the eight-foot-tall man.

The eight-foot-tall man's eyes narrowed, and he nimbly dodged to the side, letting the overpowered Godzilla fall headfirst to the ground. Then, he pressed one hand on the other's neck and clenched his fist, which was as big as a fortress. Just as Wu Song fought the tiger back then, the eight-foot-tall man beat Godzilla in the same way today.

With just one punch, Godzilla, whose brains felt like they were about to scatter, felt the pain and shook his head violently, trying to break free. But the eight-foot-tall man's hand was stronger than a ten-thousand-ton press and more stable than a gantry crane, remaining as immovable as an iron clamp.

After throwing a few more punches, the mountains shook and the earth trembled. The eight-foot-tall adult got carried away and used her innate superhuman strength to lift Godzilla's massive body. Even Hercules would have to serve her a cup of tea and call her "Mom" before he could even descend to earth.

Godzilla struggled wildly in the air, its tail whipping wildly, stirring up the seawater like a torrential downpour, but it still couldn't break free.

The eight-foot-tall man grinned, then slammed the Godzilla he had been holding high down onto his knee with a loud crack. Godzilla's body straightened, its tail straightened, and its eyes became fixed and clear. It was as if a breath was stuck in its throat, and it had only one feeling: it was going to die.

He lifted the half-dead Godzilla and slammed it into the sea.

With a muffled thud, the relatively soft seabed collapsed, creating a huge crater. The surrounding seawater slowly poured in, but it couldn't hide Godzilla's terrified eyes.

The eight-foot-tall woman walked step by step into the deep pit. With each step, her size increased and her aura became more terrifying. She stretched out her towering jade foot and stepped on Godzilla's chest, pinning it firmly to the bottom of the pit.

Godzilla let out a desperate roar, the light on its dorsal fins flickering as if it were gathering even greater power, but it was shattered by a punch from the eight-foot-tall man, and it could no longer muster the courage, bowing its head and wagging its tail to show its submission.

The eight-foot-tall man had no intention of killing them all. He flipped himself onto Godzilla, squeezed it tightly, and sent it swimming into the sea.

Seeing this, the mold sensed something was wrong, but there was nothing they could do. It seemed that they couldn't beat either of them individually, and they were even more invincible when they combined. They could only leave it to their superiors to deal with.

(End of this chapter)