Chapter 225 Thirty Seconds of Brilliance

Deep in the Pacific Ocean, crimson lightning spread wildly across Lilith’s back.

From the tip of her tail to the top of her head, the forest of steel-clad bone blades was lit up one by one by the crimson lightning.

Every bone spike trembled, and every arc of electricity roared.

Violent energy gathered within Lilith’s body, compressed, compressed again, and finally surged toward that cavernous mouth filled with sharp teeth.

Lilith opened her giant mouth.

A beam of crimson lightning, like a blade of light piercing through heaven and earth, shot out from her mouth!

The beam tore through the air, pierced the clouds, and swept across the Pacific Ocean.

Wherever it passed, the massive bodies of the Kaiju were split in two; blue blood exploded in the air, and severed limbs fell like rain.

As the beam swept across the sea, the water evaporated instantly, towering white steam rose into the sky, and crimson arcs of electricity jumped wildly on the surface, turning the entire sea area into a lightning hell.

Those Kaiju lucky enough to dodge the direct cut of the electric beam were hit by the spreading arcs; their massive bodies stiffened instantly, and they fell twitching into the sea.

Hundreds.

This single strike killed hundreds of Kaiju.

But for an army of hundreds of thousands, this was just a drop in the bucket.

Lilith closed her giant mouth, and the beam dissipated.

She did not hesitate; her massive body, like a silver-white meteorite, plunged directly into the sea!

“Boom—!”

Giant waves surged.

Underwater was her world.

A Category 5 Kaiju was sprinting at full speed; its only goal was the coastline.

It didn’t even notice the silver-white ghost behind it.

“Crack!”

Sharp claws gripped its head.

Tightened.

Crushed.

Blue blood exploded in the water, and Lilith’s figure had already disappeared.

Another Category 5 Kaiju sensed danger and suddenly turned around.

What greeted it was a sharp Tail Blade. The Tail Blade pierced into its chest and came out from its back.

Lilith swung her tail, flinging away the still-twitching massive corpse, knocking over another Kaiju nearby.

A Category 6 Kaiju attacked from the shadows.

Lilith didn’t even look; with a backhand claw, she directly tore its throat open, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

Category 6, in the face of her Second Form, was also an instant kill.

Lilith opened the forest of bone blades on her back, and toxins were released wildly.

Purple-black venom spread through the water like a mist of death.

Those Kaiju that inhaled the toxins began to twitch, their skin festered, and their internal organs failed.

The surface of the sea had long been dyed blue.

It was the blood of the Kaiju.

Blue, warm blood that covered the entire sea area.

Lilith’s four crimson eyes lit up.

At the same time, the crimson vertical pupils on her spread wings also lit up.

As long as it was blood—it was her weapon.

The blue blood floating in the seawater seemed to be awakened by an invisible hand.

They no longer drifted with the current but began to gather, condense, and take shape.

Under the sea, within the Kaiju swarm, countless Blood Blades condensed from blue blood quietly formed.

Then—they moved.

The Blood Blades tore through the seawater, stabbing the Kaiju from all directions.

Some pierced abdomens, some severed limbs, and some directly pierced through heads.

Every drop of blue blood turned into a lethal weapon under Lilith’s will; every Kaiju found itself being hunted by the blood of its companions.

Lilith suspended in the deep sea, surrounded by countless blue Blood Blades.

Her four vertical pupils coldly watched the fleeing Kaiju, and the corners of her mouth slowly curled into a Bloodlust smile…

…

Coastline.

Hundreds of Kaiju broke through Lilith’s defensive line.

They were covered in wounds; some had lost a limb, and some still bore scars from being corroded by the blood mist.

But there was only madness in their eyes—rush to the coastline, kill every living thing.

However, the cannon barrels were already aimed at them.

Densely packed artillery lined the coastline, tank barrels pointed toward the sea, and rocket launcher racks were raised high.

Attack helicopters took off from surrounding airports, circling in the sky.

Behind Hong Kong was the entire Dragon Kingdom, the final sanctuary of humanity and the last piece of pure land.

They had to defend this place to the death.

“Fire!”

The moment the command was given, the world changed color.

“Boom—!”

The first shell left the chamber, and fire erupted at the muzzle.

Following it were hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands.

Countless shells streaked across the sky, densely packed like a swarm of locusts, pouring toward those Kaiju!

On the sea, the first Kaiju was struck by a shell.

The thick armor that could once withstand a direct missile strike was now like paper-thin before the rain of shells.

The shells tore open its skin, shattered its bones, and sent blue blood and flesh flying in all directions!

The second, the third, the tenth.

The shells formed a curtain of fire, blocking the Kaiju from the nearshore waters.

Flames soared into the sky, the sound of explosions was deafening, and the entire sea area was burning.

Those haughty behemoths, in the face of humanity’s steel torrent, felt fear for the first time.

The soldiers on the shore frantically loaded, fired, loaded, and fired again.

Their ears rang from the sound of the cannons, and their shoulders were numb from the recoil, but not a single person stopped.

An attack helicopter dove down, and rockets exploded on a Kaiju’s back, making it stumble.

A nearby tank took the opportunity to aim at its head; an armor-piercing shell whistled out and pierced right through!

“There’s more! There’s more!”

An artilleryman roared, his fingers already rubbed raw, blood staining the controls.

But he didn’t stop, only frantically turning the muzzle to aim at the next Kaiju.

Thirty seconds.

In just thirty short seconds, humanity poured out enough ammunition to fight a medium-scale war.

In thirty seconds, hundreds of Kaiju were torn to pieces within the curtain of fire.

In thirty seconds, humanity built an insurmountable defensive line on the coastline with steel and gunpowder.

This was the violence of humanity.

No superpowers, no alien technology, only the most primitive, most savage, and most unrestrained pouring of firepower at any cost.

Thirty seconds of brilliance, thirty seconds of madness, thirty seconds of survival.

In the distance, on the sea, more Kaiju were surging forward.

But those soldiers only silently loaded shells, aimed, and fired.

There was no fear in their eyes, only resolve.

Because behind them were hundreds of millions of lives.

Because they believed that the monster currently hunting in the deep sea would buy them more time.

Because they knew—even if it was only thirty seconds, it was enough.