Chapter 132
No one could have predicted the battle would be interrupted like this.
The Imperial Guards stood frozen in shock.
"How blasphemous! Two titans clash, and those alien ships dare to interfere?!"
Even a disciplined Guardsman couldn't fully control his emotions—his hands trembled with rage.
The ork warboss, who had wagered everything on Godzilla's victory, didn't even have time to react before a Necron soldier shot him. The blast scorched his body black, carbonized flesh smoking.
But a second later, the warboss roared.
"WAAAGH!!!"
The psychic surge exploded outward, centered on him, reducing nearby Necron units to powder.
He had awakened psychic power—he had entered the WAAAGH! state.
All around him, ork boyz seemed to ignite with the same madness. Their fighting became fiercer, more organized, as though a primal instinct had been triggered.
Whether this was Godzilla's blessing, Gork and Mork's favor, or simply their ancient war-beast DNA reacting to the Necrons—no one could say.
Only Isis smiled, unhurried and serene.
"Everything is proceeding toward the end."
Her eyes said it all.
[If Godzilla doesn't get blasted by a black hole at least once, would he even still be called Godzilla?!]
The gag came straight from New Age Godzilla: after battling Super Dragon, that Godzilla was ambushed by humans using a black hole cannon. For a time, he vanished, his threat neutralized. But in the final scene, his roar echoed through the city. The open ending left only one message—Godzilla always comes back.
As for Space Godzilla? His very lore says he's a creature birthed from a black hole. If he died inside one, that would be the biggest cosmic joke imaginable. Like watching a fish drown.
Only Overlord Ralek felt at ease. To him, this was like crushing a cockroach found in the kitchen.
"Finally cleaned up. Nothing escapes the Black Hole Cannon. Not even the Eldar, with all their psychic might, can resist the hardest law of physics."
The Necron technicians knew the truth. Anything swallowed by a micro black hole had only two theoretical outs:
They had faster-than-light propulsion to escape the event horizon.
Or their bodies could withstand the crushing pressure long enough to survive until the black hole collapsed.
But neither was realistic. Not even Necron ships could endure that pressure.
And yet—
As the Necron army prepared to advance and finish off the orks, a streak of light burst free from the micro black hole.
Impossible. Even light itself could not escape. Yet this stream of brilliance had.
It decelerated violently, dropping from supersonic speed until at last it came to a halt.
The light faded, revealing Space Godzilla.
"!!!"
Ralek's expression collapsed.
"Impossible… why?!"
For a moment he doubted his senses. Perhaps his body hadn't fully recovered from stasis. Perhaps this was a hallucination.
"That creature… flew out of a micro black hole? That means he reached super-light speed!"
In Warhammer 40K, only the Necrons themselves surpassed light. Even the Imperium relied on the Warp or Webway routes. But this beast…
Physics itself was being mocked.
Still, Ralek didn't retreat. He should have—this was his last chance.
Space Godzilla crashed down, battered but alive. His eyes, however, were locked on the black hole with raw fear.
"Celebrate!!!"
Isis raised her voice in reverence.
"Celebrate! The true king has been born! The Titan who unites every Godzilla's power, who transcends time and space, who sees past and future—Godzilla!"
If Kamen Riders existed in this universe, the cops would already be called for blasphemy.
But Isis was not wrong. Because of that micro black hole, the power of the singularity had fused with Godzilla.
He was now the End. The annihilation of all.
The micro black hole twisted. Its once-stable black sphere warped, expanding, bleeding red light as if it were about to reignite into a star.
And then—detonation.
The miniature black hole exploded like a supernova. The blast wave engulfed the sky. Necron ships caught in it shuddered violently. Even the flagship tomb ship buckled under the shock.
Only now did Ralek feel fear.
"A monster… an absolute monster! How can such a creature exist?!"
From the blast's heart, Godzilla rose. His entire body glowed like a star. He had entered Super Red Lotus form. But not only that—within his veins flowed a spark of Singularity Godzilla's essence.
In Japanese terms, he was now something beyond classification.
He was the Singularity.
The one and only fixed point in the universe.
No one knew what he had endured inside that micro black hole, but Singularity Godzilla had no tolerance for rivals. Godzilla now carried his executioner's sentence.
The first victim: Ralek's tomb ship.
Godzilla's burning gaze locked onto the Overlord's position. Ralek finally panicked.
"Quick! Open the pocket dimension! Evade!"
The Necron flagship began sinking into the dimensional fold. Ralek exhaled, relieved. Surely even a beast like this couldn't strike across dimensions.
Hey, funny thing—maybe the old Godzilla couldn't. But now?
Godzilla unleashed his Super Red Lotus Radiation Beam.
It speared across reality and into the pocket dimension itself.
Ralek, half smug, sneered.
'My ship's gone into the pocket dimension. What can you do to me?'
The beam answered. It tore straight through the tomb ship, even inside its pocket refuge, burning it to ash.
Overlord of the Sautekh Dynasty: -1.
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