Chapter 1118 King Ghidorah Arrives in Tokyo

First, there were bursts of explosions and flames, and the flames were like fireworks that suddenly bloomed in the night sky, but this splendor was accompanied by deadly terror.

The explosions came one after another, like the roar of a giant beast, shaking everyone's heart. The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder, which was the breath of fear and despair.

Then, countless people seemed to be driven by an invisible force, crying and crawling out of the building like crazy. Their faces were full of fear and helplessness, and tears and sweat intertwined, blurring their vision. The screams and shouts in the crowd intertwined into a chaotic movement, which was the helplessness and despair of mankind in the face of unknown disasters.

Then, the vehicles on the street that were usually as stable as Mount Tai were like toys thrown at will by invisible hands.

Whether it was a light car, a truck weighing several tons, or even a yacht that should be sailing leisurely on the river, they were like feathers that had lost their weight and were thrown into the sky by an irresistible force.

These vehicles rolled and spun in the air, and finally fell in an incredible way. Some of them hit the ground, making a deafening noise; some unfortunately fell into the crowd, crushing innocent lives into a pool of flesh.

Those intact car bodies that fell from tens of meters high were like giant hammers falling from the sky, ruthlessly smashing to the ground. Every time a car fell, it was accompanied by a burst of terrified screams and desperate cries.

Those who were hit instantly lost their human form, as if they were kneaded into a pool of paste by a huge force. Blood splattered everywhere, dyeing the ground red, and the air was filled with a disgusting smell of blood.

And those flying metal and plastic fragments became deadly killers. They flew in the air, like sharp blades, easily penetrating people's bodies.

Some people were pierced in the chest, and some people were cut in the carotid artery. Blood gushed out like a fountain, dyeing the clothes red and the land red.

Those pierced bodies, like broken dolls, lay there quietly, without the breath of life.

The killing efficiency of this disaster was so high that before the crazy and panicked crowd realized that they could escape to the fork in the road, the blood had already covered the ground.

Those streets that were once prosperous and noisy have now become human slaughterhouses. The buildings on both sides of the street are in ruins, glass fragments are scattered all over the ground, and the air is filled with the smell of death.

The streets where all the humans died have returned to peace, but this peace is creepy, because it is a kind of dead silence, a dead silence without any signs of life.

This dead silence is more terrifying than any sound, because it announces the end of an era.

The era of mankind!

In the convoy blocked on the road by the emergency, a large number of people who did not know the reason got out of the car in a daze.

Their faces were full of doubts and fear, and their eyes were full of confusion and helplessness.

They looked through the narrow fork in the road and saw the "blood and flesh purgatory" that had just been born in the country that had been peaceful for a long time.

Their hearts were trembling, their souls were wailing, but they were powerless and could only watch this tragedy happen.

The atmosphere at the scene was like the line that was stretched tight before the reason fell into madness, tense and fragile. Everyone held their breath and dared not make any sound, for fear of angering the terrible existence that caused this disaster.

Their heartbeats accelerated, and sweat slid down their cheeks and dripped on the ground, making a subtle sound. This subtle sound was particularly harsh in the silent environment, making people more nervous and uneasy.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The unimaginably heavy footsteps came from afar, like the trampling of an ancient beast, making people's eardrums burst. The footsteps seemed to carry an irresistible force, making the earth tremble.

Every step seemed to step on people's hearts, making people terrified. The footsteps were getting closer and closer, as if the thing that caused this tragedy was even rolling over the screams of humans.

As the footsteps approached, a fierce and cruel smell filled the air. The smell was like the body odor of a wild animal, and it was like the smell of rotten meat, which made people want to vomit.

This smell seemed to have life, as if even the air around them was silently gnawing at their bodies. People felt difficulty breathing, as if every breath of air was full of toxins, slowly eroding their lives.

All humans were trembling unconsciously, like a subconscious reaction after encountering a predator. Everyone present was temporarily stiff, and they couldn't help holding their breath, as if they could escape the disaster.

This is the long-standing genetic survival instinct of humans, and the command they issued when they encountered an absolutely invincible danger - "play dead".

They hoped to deceive the terrible existence in this way, let it think that they were dead, and let them go.

However, the reality was cruel. The terrible existence that caused this disaster would not stop killing because people pretended to be dead.

As the footsteps approached, the woodenness on people's faces was quickly turning into horror at witnessing something beyond common sense. They stared with their eyes wide open and their mouths opened wide, but could not make any sound.

Their hearts were filled with fear and despair, as if the whole world had collapsed.

At this time, the true form of the footsteps finally appeared in front of people.

It was a huge monster, its body was as huge as a mountain, and it was covered with heavy scales.

The huge monster was approaching this place quickly, and its target was obviously the helpless humans. People watched its approaching figure, and their hearts were filled with fear and despair.

They knew that no matter how they struggled or resisted, they could not escape the killing of this terrible existence. They could only watch themselves go to death and watch the world be swallowed by darkness.

The appearance of this monster completely shattered the last glimmer of hope in people's hearts.

They watched this huge creature approaching step by step, but they were powerless. Their hearts were filled with fear and despair, as if they had seen their own doomsday.

The Japanese government seemed unusually slow and powerless in the face of this unprecedented crisis.

In the conference room, officials argued endlessly, each holding a thick legal document, trying to find a response from the lines.

They were bound by cumbersome administrative procedures and complex legal provisions. Every decision needed to be approved layer by layer, which was time-consuming and labor-intensive.

Any hasty action could bring unpredictable consequences. Not only might it fail to solve the problem, but it might also cause greater chaos and even put themselves under the dual judgment of law and morality.