Guyver Armor: KAP-2

8:00 AM GMT.

The headquarters of the United States in Arizona, in the "Between the Celestial Spheres," the deepest part of the underground fortress of the Hive.

The Third Beast God General—Sin Rubeo Yamnicas—sat in front of a holographic projection of Earth suspended in mid-air, his gaze sweeping over the global battle reports since the launch of Kronos' "Project X-Day".

On the spherical screen of the control panel, red combat indicators and green suppression completion notifications flashed alternately.

"Suppression in North America complete!"

"Suppression in Western Europe complete!"

"An offensive is underway in South America, with full suppression expected within two hours..."

As messages displaying chilling casualty figures flashed before his eyes, Shin's face remained expressionless, displaying only a cold indifference as if he were in complete control.

Suddenly, a warning message marked in red popped up in the center of the screen, causing him to frown slightly.

"The offensive is underway in the West Asia region, but in the eastern Saudi Arabian region, it is encountering continuous and fierce resistance from the US military bases stationed there!"

The conventional aztec troops' advance has been hampered, and their casualty rate has reached forty percent.

"Hmph, just a bunch of cornered beasts fighting."

A disdainful smile curled at the corner of Shin's lips as he issued new battle orders:

"Gather all surrounding forces and launch a full-scale attack!"

Let those humans see for themselves the insurmountable power gap between us and them!

As soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to recall the division of regional jurisdiction, a playful glint in his eyes, before suddenly changing the subject:

"Wait a minute, the West Asia region was originally assigned to Teacher Cabral's jurisdiction."

Since that's the case, then let him take action himself.

"This will also allow us to demonstrate the true strength of the Kronos organization to the stubbornly resisting human forces on this planet!"

He twitched his fingertips slightly, sending a message to Cabral's location, before turning his gaze back to the holographic projection of the global war situation.

……

9:00 AM GMT.

In the eastern part of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia, in front of a US military base in the Middle East.

On the scorching yellow desert, the mechanized armored vehicle units of the stationed U.S. forces are engaged in a fierce battle with Kronos's Zoanoid legion.

The sounds of cannons, gunfire, and roars mingled together, staining the barren sand dunes red.

"Enemy reinforcements are approaching at the 11 o'clock position! Open fire! Full fire! We cannot allow any monsters to cross the line!"

The tank commander's roar exploded through the communicator, and the bodies of hundreds of tanks suddenly stopped in unison. A deafening roar rang out, and the main guns fired in unison.

A barrage of armor-piercing and grenades hurtled in, instantly engulfing the front-line Ramochets and tearing these mass-produced beastmen into pieces.

Even the heavily armored tank-class Kureg couldn't withstand this concentrated barrage and collapsed to the ground, roaring with severe injuries.

But the beastmen behind them continued to surge forward like a tide, completely disregarding casualties, stepping over the corpses of their comrades to advance wildly, and in an instant they rushed into the close combat range.

"Damn it! Aren't these monsters afraid of death? Hold the line! Don't panic—"

The tank commander's words came to an abrupt halt, and a violent tremor suddenly shook the ground.

Beneath the sand, dozens of Taburos-type beastmen, waving their long tentacles, located the steel cluster and suddenly burst out of the ground beside the tanks!

The tail, covered in thick scales, swept across like a steel whip, instantly twisting and breaking the tank's tracks into a braid, leaving long tracks of metal debris trailing across the sand.

Not far away, atop a sand dune, a large group of reinforced heat-cannon-type beastmen—Vimoya—had taken the opportunity to quickly form ranks, their shoulder-mounted energy vents glowing with intense golden light.

The next moment, hundreds of high-temperature laser beams intertwined to form a net, instantly engulfing the chaotic armored group.

A raging fire broke out, and the pungent smell of burning and blood filled the scorching desert air. Large numbers of armored vehicles were reduced to burning scrap metal.

"We can't hold them off any longer! Retreat! Retreat to the next line of defense immediately!"

The heavily damaged American soldiers abandoned their armor and fled in disarray toward the base's defensive lines, while the Zoanoid Legion followed closely behind, pressing forward relentlessly.

The atmosphere in the base's command center was one of utter despair.

The base commander, his eyes bloodshot as he watched the defenses crumble on the screen, suddenly slammed his fist on the control panel and roared hysterically:

"No, we haven't lost yet! Activate the 'Spear' tactical nuclear missile! Bomb these monsters to death and show them the power of humanity!"

The adjutant beside him instantly turned pale and hurriedly stepped forward to stop him:

"No, sir! This is absolutely insane! Launching from this distance will directly impact the base, and we'll all be..."

"Bang!"

With a crisp gunshot, a bloody flower instantly bloomed on the adjutant's forehead, and he fell straight to the ground.

The base commander held a pistol, his eyes bloodshot with madness.

"Shut up! How can humanity be trampled underfoot by these damned monsters? Fire! Fire now!"

No one dared to disobey anymore, and their trembling fingers pressed the launch button.

"boom--!!!"

The blinding white light instantly engulfed the entire desert, and a massive amount of light and heat swept in all directions.

The powerful shockwave tore everything in its path apart, and a massive mushroom cloud slowly rose, blotting out the sky.

The base commander, dragging his blood-stained body, let out a hysterical laugh:

"Ha...hahahaha! Look! These monsters have all been blown up...now you know how powerful we humans are!"

But before the laughter subsided, the world suddenly went dark.

The base commander stiffly raised his head, and a colossal figure, obscuring the sky and the sun, gradually emerged from the dissipating dust.

"How...how is this possible...Aaaaaah—!"

……

8 p.m. GMT.

The summit of Mount Alaret, on the border between Europe and Armenia.

This is the place recorded in Genesis where, according to legend, Noah's Ark finally came to rest after the Great Flood that destroyed the world.

As the sun sets, all twelve Beast Gods of Chronos gather here, each wearing a special uniform representing the supreme status of the Beast Gods.

Akafir stood with his back to the crowd on the edge of the cliff at the summit, gazing at the afterglow of the setting sun among the distant mountains, as if surrounded by a golden halo.

Behind him, eleven beast god generals knelt respectfully on one knee, their heads slightly lowered, and none of them dared to make a sound.

A moment later, Sinn Rubeo Yamnicas, who was in the front row, slowly stepped forward, bowed, and reported:

"Lord Akafiel, thanks to the joint offensive launched by us Beast Gods, all regions worldwide have now been completely suppressed!"

"very good."

Akafir finally nodded in satisfaction.

He raised his right hand toward the setting sun, slowly opening his palm as if holding the whole world within it:

"From this day forward, this planet will be under the control of Kronos!"

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