202: Chapter 200 Brother's After-Dinner Exercise, High-Latitude Hunter's Frustration

Yes, it is expanding. The spatial rift is spreading bit by bit—from two hundred meters, to two hundred fifty, to three hundred.

The outline behind the single eye began to take shape.

A corner of the silvery-white facial carapace squeezed out from the rift. It was the same slender structure as the time in Antarctica, but judging by the new charred marks on the carapace—injuries caused by Godzilla's breath hitting the dimensional channel last time—it hadn't fully recovered yet.

"It's weaker than last time."

Su Zhiruo's voice came through the communicator. She had already retreated to the entrance of the depression, her spatial array running at full power.

"How can you tell?"

"It's tearing through the spatial barrier of the Abyss World, but its technique isn't as smooth as it was in Antarctica. The edges of the rift are very unstable, the maintenance cost is high, and it's consuming a massive amount of its own energy."

Luo Yu thought for a moment: "Last time it used a beacon channel, which was like taking an elevator. This time there's no elevator; it has to use its fingers to dig into the wall to get in."

"That's about it. Plus, the spatial barrier of the Abyss World is much thicker than the one on Earth, and abyss energy itself has spatial repulsion. For a high-dimensional lifeform to force its way in, the efficiency is at least halved."

"Then what part of it can it shove in at most?"

Su Zhiruo's spatial array calculated for three seconds before she said slowly: "Based on the current expansion speed of the rift and its energy consumption ratio, at most half its body—probably from the head to the waist."

Half its body.

Last time in Antarctica, it only extended two arms before they were broken.

This time, being able to squeeze half its body in meant it was fighting for its life.

Fighting desperately without regard for the consequences.

The High-Dimensional Hunter, having lost its child, perhaps felt humiliated, or perhaps it was just angry, leading to a nosedive in its rationality index.

The rift expanded to four hundred meters.

The facial carapace was fully revealed.

The silvery-white lines were covered in complex patterns, and two vertical slits opened below the single eye—undoubtedly a mouth.

At this moment, the mouth was moving.

Mental fluctuations bombarded them as densely as machine-gun fire.

"Insignificant... eat... you actually dare... my offspring... I will..."

The information was fragmented and incoherent.

Luo Yu stopped listening.

One could judge an opponent's psychological state from the level of chaos in their mental fluctuations, and for this level of chaos, the conclusion was simple:

It was anxious.

Really, truly anxious.

"Godzilla."

Godzilla's dorsal fins were already fully lit.

Crimson light patterns burned from the tip of its tail to the top of its head, and the body surface temperature soared to over five thousand degrees.

The 1,900-meter-tall king of the titans looked up at the expanding rift toward the ceiling and the huge face squeezing out from it.

Two pairs of eyes locked on.

A silvery-white single eye versus golden slit pupils.

The High-Dimensional Hunter versus the king of the titans.

"Roar."

Godzilla let out a sound.

It wasn't loud.

One could even say it was very light.

So light that Su Zhiruo didn't even hear it clearly at the entrance of the depression.

But the content of this light roar was heard clearly by the High-Dimensional Hunter.

It wasn't a provocation, nor a threat.

It was a signal to stand up after greeting someone.

It had finished eating.

It was time to move around.

It was just post-meal exercise.

Godzilla moved.

It didn't use its breath, nor did it use a gravitational singularity.

The 1,900-meter-tall body crouched in the underground void—the thirty-kilometer-wide space was enough for it to perform this action—and then, with its legs exerting force, it leaped upward.

Its 9.8 million-ton weight left the ground under the explosive power of its Planet-level muscle fibers.

The entire void trembled.

The energy crystal layer on the dome began to crack as Godzilla approached, and purple fragments fell one after another.

The target: that huge face in the rift squeezing its way in.

The High-Dimensional Hunter's single eye shrank violently.

What did it see?

A 1,900-meter-tall black-red mountain rising from the ground before it, moving at a speed far exceeding its reasonable expectations for "an object of this mass."

Then, it was a direct headbutt.

Godzilla's head crest—those thick, backward-curving horns—smashed straight into the silvery-white facial armor protruding from the rift with lightning speed.

This was a purely physical attack, with no energy amplification and no skill activation.

9.8 million tons multiplied by the acceleration of a vertical jump.

The momentum, which could be calculated by middle school physics, resulted in a number so large that no formula could make it anything less than terrifying.

Bang!

It wasn't the sound of an explosion.

It was the compression wave generated by the collision of two substances under extreme force.

The dome of the void was pierced through by this impact, and the dozen-meter-thick purple crystal layer shattered into powder, with fragments and magma splashing in all directions.

At the point where Godzilla's head crest struck the High-Dimensional Hunter's facial armor, a forty-meter-diameter depression appeared, centered directly below that single eye.

The silvery-white facial armor shattered.

Not just cracks, but structural breakage.

Hundreds of cracks radiated outward from the center of the depression, and white-gold fluid seeped from every crack—clearly the body fluid of a high-dimensional lifeform.

"Roar!!!"

The High-Dimensional Hunter's mental fluctuations turned into a pure scream of pain.

It tried to shrink back desperately, wanting to pull its face back into the rift, but unfortunately... Godzilla's horns were already hooked into the shattered gaps of its facial armor, hanging onto it tightly like two hooks.

You want to run?

Last time, it was because you ran that Godzilla held a grudge for several months.

Where are you going to run this time?

Godzilla's neck muscles bulged, and its 1,900-meter body began to fall from the peak of its jump, using its own weight combined with the double boost of gravity manipulation to drag the High-Dimensional Hunter's face downward.

"No... stop..."

There was a sob in the mental fluctuations.

A real sob.

A High-Dimensional Hunter that had lived for perhaps millions of years let out a sob when it was dragged to the ground by a "Lizard" from a low-dimensional world with its face hooked.

The rift was forcibly torn wider.

Four hundred meters became five hundred.

Half of the High-Dimensional Hunter's face was dragged out of the rift, followed by the upper part of its neck.

The silvery-white carapace looked deathly pale against the dark green sky of the Abyss World, and white-gold body fluid dripped from the shattered facial armor, creating smoking little pits on the ground.

Mothra circled high above, the light energy gathered on her wings fully charged, but Luo Yu didn't give the order.

No need.

Godzilla was doing post-meal warm-up exercises.

Don't disturb it.

Godzilla dragged the High-Dimensional Hunter's face and smashed it into the bottom of the void, specifically, directly below the spot where the egg had originally been suspended.

A coincidence?

No, Godzilla had a very good memory.

This was the place where your egg was laid.

Now that the egg is gone, your face will take its place.

The ground collapsed.

The purple crystal layer was smashed into a pit over a kilometer in diameter by the immense force, but the bottom of the pit was full of broken crystals and magma; the High-Dimensional Hunter's half-face was pressed into the scorching broken crystals, and the silvery-white carapace made a "hissing" sound.

Alright!

Five thousand degrees of body surface temperature, plus the temperature of the magma on the ground—double burning.

"Roar, roar, roar, roar!!!"

The mental fluctuations shattered into static.

Luo Yu sat on top of Godzilla's head, his legs dangling on both sides of the horn groove, watching this one-sided act of violence beneath his feet.

Pandora on his wrist poked its whole head out of his sleeve, its single eye wide open, staring unblinkingly at its own kin's elder being pressed to the ground and rubbed by a Lizard from a low-dimensional world.

Then Pandora shrank back into the sleeve.

Then it poked out again.

Then it shrank back again.

It was struggling with what expression to use to face this scene.

Luo Yu flicked it: "Stop struggling, you're not on its side anymore."

"Hiss..."

Pandora shrank back aggrievedly and never poked out again.

In the void,

the good show wasn't over yet.

The High-Dimensional Hunter's face was pressed into the pit, a large area of the facial armor was shattered, and cracks had even appeared at the edges of the single eye.

But it was still struggling.

It was trying its best to shrink toward the direction of the rift.

The muscles on its neck, or rather the corresponding organizational structure of the high-dimensional lifeform, were contracting desperately, trying to break free from Godzilla's hooked horns.

The rift was also cooperating with it, its edges beginning to contract, trying to suck it back in.

But... Godzilla didn't give it a chance.

It released its horns.

At the moment the High-Dimensional Hunter thought it could finally shrink back into the rift,

Godzilla opened its mouth.

The ominous glow of the Planet-level Red Lotus Breath lit up deep in Godzilla's throat, and a crimson ball of light expanded rapidly.

The direction wasn't aimed at the High-Dimensional Hunter's face.

It was aimed at the rift.

"You... you want to... No!!!"

The High-Dimensional Hunter instantly understood Godzilla's intent.

Last time in Antarctica, Godzilla fired its breath into the channel, burning its main body along the beacon, and it hurt for twelve seconds.

That time was across a complete spatial channel.

This time, the rift was right overhead, less than a thousand meters away.

Moreover, the other end of the rift led directly to the high-dimensional world.

If this breath was poured in...

"Wait..."

There was no waiting.

A crimson beam of light erupted from Godzilla's mouth, precisely passing through the gap next to the High-Dimensional Hunter's head and pouring into the contracting spatial rift.

The beam was fifteen meters in diameter,

and its temperature could not be measured by any instrument in the Abyss World.

The rift couldn't withstand it.

The Planet-level energy reacted violently with the high-dimensional spatial barrier, and the spatial fragments at the edge of the rift were vaporized by the high temperature, transforming into a blue-white plasma state that Luo Yu had never seen before, spreading to both sides along the rift.

At the same time,

from the other end of the rift,

a second scream came.

It was even more miserable than the one in front of them.

That was the reaction of the High-Dimensional Hunter's main body after being hit by the aftermath of the breath.

The half-face in front of them twitched.

The single eye rolled back.

It didn't break free because its strength was great enough; it was because the shattered area of the facial armor expanded further, and the piece of armor that was hooked by Godzilla fell off entirely, and the High-Dimensional Hunter shrank back into the rift at the cost of losing half its facial armor.

The rift was closing rapidly.

Five hundred meters... three hundred meters... one hundred meters...

Before it closed, the last string of mental fluctuations squeezed out of the gap, intermittent and so weak it was about to fall apart.

"You... remember... I will... come back... with... all..."

A lackluster threat.

The rift closed.

The spatial fluctuations dissipated.

Only a shallow, healing scar remained on the sky.

It was quiet in the void.

Luo Yu stood up from Godzilla's head and stretched his neck.

Under his feet, in the pit on the purple crystal ground, lay half a piece of the detached silvery-white facial armor, with white-gold body fluid still flowing on the fragment.

On the rock wall nearby,

more crystal fragments shaken down were embedded.

The air was filled with a strange smell of mixed high-dimensional energy and abyss energy.

The communicator rang.

Su Zhiruo's voice came through, her speaking speed a beat faster than usual:

"The rift has closed. The spatial barrier has completed self-repair. It is impossible for it to be torn open a second time in the same location in the short term."

"It ran away?"

"It ran away. It shrank back even faster than last time."

Luo Yu looked down at Godzilla.

Godzilla was lowering its head, sniffing the piece of facial armor that had fallen to the ground.

After sniffing twice, it picked it up, chewed it, and swallowed.

"Hiss."

Translation: It's a bit fishy, not as tasty as its child.

Luo Yu crouched down and picked up the other few fragments on the ground. The white-gold body fluid had a slight burning sensation when it touched his hand, but it was neutralized by his atomic shield.

"Keep these fragments for analysis. The material composition of high-dimensional lifeforms should be of great interest to the Dragon Kingdom's research institute."

He stuffed the fragments into his spatial storage device, patted the fluorescent body fluid off his hands, and straightened his body.

On the system panel, the evolution progress number didn't jump; the energy contribution of that facial armor fragment was approximately zero. Godzilla didn't eat it for evolution, but purely to disgust that High-Dimensional Hunter.

You ran away.

But you left your face behind.

Literally.

"Notify the General Zhan Kuang."

Luo Yu picked up the communicator.

"What should I say?"

"Say that Godzilla ate a high-dimensional lifeform's egg and slapped the High-Dimensional Hunter for the second time."

There was silence on the other end of the communicator for two seconds.

Su Zhiruo's voice carried a hint of helplessness: "Is your report always this stimulating?"

"This time is considered mild. Last time I told the General Zhan Kuang that Godzilla gnawed off twenty percent of the moon, he chewed his pipe to pieces on the spot."

Su Zhiruo didn't take the bait, instead bringing up a serious matter:

"The seven Ninth-Rank Abyss Great Beasts outside the entrance of the depression have moved."

"In which direction?"

"They retreated. All of them retreated. They retreated at least fifty kilometers, and... they are emitting some kind of low-frequency signal, not aggressive, more like... a report."

A report.

These seven Ninth-Rank Abyss Great Beasts were squatting at the entrance of the void waiting for news. Now that the high-dimensional lifeform in the void had been dealt with, they had received the signal or perceived it themselves, and then retreated, while reporting the results to the deeper parts of the Abyss World.

Reporting to whom?

The three kings of the abyss.

Luo Yu stood at the bottom of the void, looking up at the healing scar in the sky.

"This Abyss World is getting more and more interesting."

High-dimensional lifeforms were laying eggs here.

The three kings of the abyss were forced to shrink into a corner, not daring to make a sound.

The human expeditionary force had just finished building a bridgehead.

Three forces converged on the same battlefield, and he stood at the very top of the food chain, holding a surrendered high-dimensional snake in his left hand and patting a Planet-level monster that had just finished rubbing a High-Dimensional Hunter into the ground with his right.

This situation,

to put it nicely, was a tripartite confrontation;

to put it bluntly, it was like there were too many dishes in a buffet and he didn't know which plate to eat first.

"Let's go."

Luo Yu jumped back onto Godzilla's head, "Let's go up and meet Zhiruo first. There's still serious work to be done."

Godzilla took a step and walked up the slope of the depression.

The 1,900-meter-tall body walked from the underground void into the dark green sky light of the Abyss World, the crimson light patterns on its dorsal fins particularly striking under the sky.

Fifty kilometers away, the seven retreating Ninth-Rank Abyss Great Beasts watched from afar as this titan walked out of the void.

Their heads were bowed very low.

Even lower than before.