The alarms wailed louder as the floor shook beneath their feet. Red emergency lights cast the room in hellish glow, shadows stretching across the walls. Gottlieb stared at Newt in horror, his voice breaking.
"But why, Newt? You're supposed to be helping us—helping protect humanity!"
Newt's grin faltered for only a second, replaced by something darker, more fanatical. His fingers still danced across the keys, finalizing commands as he spoke.
"Humanity no longer deserves this planet, Hermann." His voice was cold, detached, almost clinical. "You're killing it yourselves. Pollution choking the air, oceans filled with poison, endless wars over scraps, draining the Earth dry. Humanity is a disease—and every disease needs a cure."
He turned, eyes wild, glowing faintly as though lit from within.
"I'm just… speeding up the process."
Gottlieb's chest tightened. His oldest friend was standing right in front of him, but it felt like someone else entirely.
"Newt, listen to me! You can't do this. You'll kill billions. This isn't you—you're being controlled! Fight it!"
For a heartbeat, Newt twitched, as though struggling against something unseen. His expression flickered—fear, anger, doubt. But then a guttural, distorted undertone slithered into his words, his voice overlapping with something inhuman.
"He is not strong enough."
Gottlieb's blood ran cold.
"This world is already lost." The distortion deepened, echoing like multiple voices layered together. "And there is nothing you can do to stop what's coming."
Newt's face twisted into a manic smile again, though his eyes now seemed alien, predatory.
"I drifted with a Kaiju brain, Hermann. I saw it. A world beyond ours… a civilization far greater than us. They will inherit this planet when it's cleansed of your filth. I'm just opening the door."
The console blared another alert: GLOBAL OVERRIDE SEQUENCE – 75% COMPLETE.
Liwen stormed into the control room, a gun clutched tightly in her hand. She leveled it at Newt, her voice sharp and unyielding.
"Stop right there. I will not let you ruin my life's work."
Newt froze, his grin twitching as he edged a step back.
"Ohhh, hey boss." He tried to play it off, inching away from the barrel.
Liwen narrowed her eyes. "How did you do it without me noticing?"
Newt chuckled, tilting his head.
"Well… thirty-eight percent of your company is fully automated. So it really wasn't that hard to slip in a little Kaiju surprise. You always thought you were the smartest person in the room—"
He smirked. "Guess that makes two of us."
Liwen didn't hesitate. "Not anymore"
The gunshot cracked through the room. Newt ducked, barely avoiding a fatal hit, but the bullet tore into his arm. He cried out, stumbling as blood soaked his sleeve, then bolted for the exit. Liwen fired again, shots sparking against the walls as he vanished down the corridor.
"Wait—we need to stop this!" Gottlieb shouted desperately.
Liwen slammed the gun down on the table, her jaw tight, and immediately snatched up her tablet. Her fingers flew over the screen, trying to cut into the system.
But outside, it was already too late.
Across the world, Shao's drones lit up in eerie blue. One after another, they tore rifts open across the oceans—twelve in total.
The seas churned as monstrous silhouettes clawed their way through. Kaiju roared into the skies, their titanic bodies rising from the depths.
And then… the original Rift split wider than ever before.
From it emerged the mega Kaiju but far larger than before clawing at the rifts edges.
NORTH SEA
The seabed groaned, fissures spreading across the ocean floor like veins of fire. With a thunderous crack, the earth split open.
From within, a vast crystalline cocoon pulsed with blinding light—until it shattered.
A deafening screech tore through the depths as Battra, the dark twin of Mothra, erupted from his ancient prison. Jagged wings unfurled, scattering waves that rose into towering walls of water. Lightning crackled around his armored body as his eyes blazed crimson with fury.
Battra, the Wrath of the Earth, had returned.
Long ago, Mothra herself had sealed him away, after he sought to exterminate an early human civilization that tampered with forbidden technology—machinery capable of bending the weather and reshaping the very land. For millennia, he had slumbered in silence.
But now… the world was once again on the brink. Humanity's greed, its weapons, its hunger for domination—had thrown the planet into peril. The echoes of that same arrogance had awakened him.
Battra screeched again, the sound reverberating like a storm across the skies, before beating his colossal wings. With a surge of power, he burst free of the waves and ascended into the storm clouds.
His course was set.
Shanghai.
The earth's judgment had risen once more. And this time, if necessary, Battra would stand even beside his former enemy—Godzilla—and the guardian Mothra to defend the balance of the world.
Shanghai
The city was a warzone. Skyscrapers trembled as the titans clashed, debris raining down like hail.
Alex's crimson resonance collided with Mecha-Wyvern's own destructive beam in a blinding clash of red energy. Sparks flew, wind howled, and the ground shook as both forces collided. At the same time, Godzilla met five of the nine artificial titans head-on with his atomic breath clashing with their gravity beams.Kongcaught in the crossfire, braced against the gravity beams fired by four other artificial titans their power pushing him back.
Godzilla roared in pain as the relentless blasts struck his chest, sending him stumbling backward. Alex, following close behind, was slammed by acrimson beam from Mecha-Wyvern, forcing him to stagger back before falling. Kong, still resisting the onslaught ducked into the side the beams narrowly missing him and swung his axe at a artificial titan. The weapon rebounded off the titan's reinforced armor with a bone-jarring shock, and he clutched his hand in pain as the axe slipped from his grasp.
Seizing the opportunity, Mecha-Wyvern lashed out with its massive tail, striking Kong squarely in the face and sending him crashing into Godzilla.
Alex closed his eyes, focusing, as crimson lightning began to arc along his spiked body. Red bioelectricity pulsed outward in a storm of energy, blasting the surrounding artificial titans aside, short-circuiting their armor, and disorienting Mecha-Wyvern. The air hummed with energy as Alex charged up his crimson resonance, aiming a concentrated beam at Mecha-Wyvern. The semi-biomechanical wings of the Wyvern flared red as they absorbed the attack, deforming under the immense power.
Seeing the other artificial titans recovering quickly, Alex cut off his attack and dove straight at them, wings spread and tail whipping, ready to tear through the mechanical horde.
Meanwhile, Godzilla rose to his full height, the glow in his dorsal plates intensifying. Atomic energy coalesced in his throat as he unleashed a massive beam at the ground, melting obstacles in its path—and striking Kong's fallen axe. Kong looked at the weapon, determination burning in his eyes, picked it up and charged back into the fray, ready to fight beside the two other titans.
The city shuddered under the combined might of three Alpha-class titans against the mechanized horde. Each collision was a thunderclap echoing In the city.
Shao Industries – Control Room
Liwen's hands blurred across the console, finalizing the override that shut down the rogue drones. The alarms dulled for a moment, but the relief never came.
"Oh my God…" Liwen's voice cracked, his face pale as he stared at the feed.
"What's wrong now?" Jake demanded through the comms, his tone sharp with tension.
Liwen hesitated, but Gottlieb spoke first, his voice heavy. "Liwen managed to stop the drones, but not before seven Category Four kaiju slipped through. And something… much worse."
"How bad?" Nate's voice came through the comm line, low and steady.
"There's never been a Category Six kaiju before," Gottlieb said grimly. "But now… there is."
Liwen swallowed hard, eyes darting over the data streams. "And they all seem to be converging toward one place—Shanghai."
Silence hung on the line. Then Jake finally spoke, his voice tight. "…I think they're trying to kill the Alpha Titans first—wipe them out before moving forward with their true objective."
The room tensed at his words.
"Gottlieb," Jake continued, "we need you back here. Coordinate the repairs on any salvageable Jaegers. We're heading to Shanghai to back them up."
"Right. Gottlieb out."
The comms went dead, leaving only the hum of machines and the distant wail of sirens echoing through the city.
End of chapter