Chapter 84
Godzilla's unique roar thundered across the surface of Cadia, echoing so powerfully that it could even be heard from the Blackstone Fortress array.
"I have a bad feeling about this…"
Erebus' instincts screamed at him—the arrival of the giant beast would change everything on Cadia.
He was right. The instant Godzilla appeared, he was fired upon.
What the Emperor feared most happened: the first salvo didn't come from Chaos, but from the Cadian defenses themselves.
The massive beast turned his head toward the source of the attack, eyes narrowing, and bellowed in fury toward the Imperial lines.
The gunner who fired first pulled the trigger almost reflexively, but a sinking dread gnawed at him—he knew he had just made a mistake.
Godzilla began moving toward the Cadian position.
Though only a single Cadian strongpoint, it held over a thousand men. When they saw the colossal monster advancing, panic rippled through the lines and they immediately opened fire.
Gunfire, which had fallen silent when Godzilla first arrived, now roared back to life. Bolts, shells, and lasblasts exploded harmlessly across his hide. To the Cadians, Godzilla was already the enemy.
"…We're finished."
An Inquisitor, watching from the command spire high above, could make out Godzilla's massive form shrugging off the bombardment.
Even Isis laughed.
"Cadia's about to have a very bad day."
But the barrage barely scratched the monster. Such artillery was far too weak to wound Godzilla. With an earth-shaking stride, he marched toward Cadia.
I'm being patient here… don't push me.
The Emperor did nothing. It was the right choice—interference would only enrage the beast further. Better to let Chaos draw its attention.
Godzilla's foot came down on a Leman Russ battle tank, the mainstay of the Astra Militarum. A weapon of war capable of crushing a Space Marine under its treads was itself flattened in an instant, reduced to twisted metal no taller than a man's knee.
But he wasn't done. His massive tail swept across the battlefield, dozens of meters long, smashing through three artillery and anti-air batteries in one swing. Most of the Cadian infantry survived only by diving into trenches.
Godzilla began to charge a radiation beam—when Chaos forces opened fire on him as well.
Shells and energy blasts rained down, engulfing both Godzilla and the Cadian positions in one massive storm of fire.
"Hah! We knocked him down!"
"One more volley—tear him apart!"
The cultists howled with joy, not pausing to think. Did they really believe a creature that had fallen from the stars could be killed by mere cannon fire?
Before his silhouette even emerged from the flames, Godzilla unleashed his atomic breath.
The radioactive beam swept across the battlefield, detonating Chaos positions in a chain of explosions. Cultists and their munitions were reduced to fragments, torn apart in the blast.
"Cease fire! Cease fire, damn it!"
Only then did the Cadian commander realize their mistake and order the guns to fall silent.
"That's not the enemy! Stop shooting!"
Imperial fire halted immediately. Chaos fire did not. And so Godzilla's fury shifted toward them.
A Chaos assault vehicle, bristling with spikes and corruption, charged forward. Godzilla raised his foot and kicked it aside—the spikes bent like scrap under his strength.
Both sides look pathetic… guess Chaos gets to go first!
Even before the system could issue its task, Godzilla was already in a frenzy.
He tore through the Chaos lines, wreaking havoc as only a monster of his scale could. No Titan would dare stride into a crossfire zone like this, let alone survive bombardment from both sides.
At that moment, the Genesis docked at Cadia's star port, connected to the hive via the great orbital elevator.
"Priestess Isis, aren't you worried for your god?" Captain Wade asked uneasily.
"It doesn't matter," Isis replied lightly. "Our god enjoys battle."
"…A little battle," she added with a smile.
Jumping from low orbit straight onto the battlefield was, apparently, "a little battle." Wade could only shake his head—he clearly didn't understand how these lizardfolk thought.
At the space elevator's corridor, Cadian troops had set up defenses, two ranks of lasguns aimed at the docking bridge in case Chaos troops tried to board.
"Let us go first," said the dozen remaining Space Marines. They didn't want the lizardmen allies, who had already proven themselves to the Imperium, to risk being mistaken targets.
The Space Wolves took point, approaching the Cadian commander.
"Who is in charge here?"
A young officer stepped forward, saluting with the Aquila.
"I am, honored Astartes. I received word that a ship with an unidentified signal had docked."
The officer's eyes flicked past the Marines, toward the scaled figures behind them.
"…And these xenos behind you?"
"They are demi-humans," the Space Marine replied flatly.
"…But they look like—"
"I'll say it again."
The towering warrior loomed over him, helm lenses glowing red like a predator's eyes.
"They are demi-humans."
Even a fool could feel the weight in the air.
The Tech-Priest behind the Astartes added in his vox-tinged monotone:
"I swear in the name of the Omnissiah—they are recognized demi-humans."
The nearby Guardsmen nodded as well.
"Yes. Demi-humans."
The officer hesitated, then relented.
"…Very well."
He waved the column through. Even more surprising, the Space Wolves themselves stepped aside to let the lizardfolk pass first—an honor rarely given even to Imperial citizens.
And it was deserved. They had seen Isis in battle—tearing the head from a Noise Marine, blasting Slaaneshi daemons apart with psychic force, even dueling two greater daemons at once. To the Cadians, she was already on par with the fearless of the Vlka Fenryka.
"Priestess Isis, forgive them. The men of Cadia are cautious by nature."
"I understand," Isis said calmly. "I have glimpsed the disasters that may come. Even we must tread carefully—or share in the same fate."
"What disaster?" someone asked.
"A certain Chaos Space Marine," Isis replied. "One with braids as tall as the sky."
The Space Marines froze.
"…Abaddon!"
The description was vague, but everyone knew who she meant.
"Hasn't that one learned his lesson? The Gothic War humbled him."
"This time is different," Isis said, smiling faintly as she shrugged.
"This time… Cadia may fall."
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