GTAG Chapter 86 Abnormal Flow of Time
A miscalculation.
Godzilla had believed he could easily crush Singular Point Godzilla before it fully matured. Even if it grew to match his own colossal height, he had been confident he could still beat it down without much pressure.
But there was one factor he had underestimated—the Red Dust.
Godzilla had assumed Singular Point Godzilla's control over the Red Dust was limited to its breath weapon. Reality proved otherwise. As a creature that produced Red Dust itself, Singular Point Godzilla wielded it with terrifying versatility, twisting it into countless forms.
Now, Godzilla found himself trapped in a thorny sea with no way forward or back. His powerful body, combined with dual atomic rays from his jaws and tail, had carved a temporary path through the endless "thorn-sea." Yet, no matter how much progress he made, the constantly regenerating spikes tore into him again and again, leaving wounds that would have crippled any other titan.
Only his astonishing regeneration allowed him to keep moving at all. Even so, his condition was worsening.
After the thorn-sea reformed multiple times and pierced through him again, his greatest fear was realized: Red Dust had entered his body.
For a being of his size, the particles were like grains of sand, impossible to purge instantly. But their presence came with a terrible effect.
His movements were slowing.
It wasn't from fatigue. His fusion reactor provided endless energy, and since adjusting its output threshold, it had never dropped below thirty percent. Yet despite this, his reactor's energy drain had suddenly spiked—consuming power at rates comparable to maintaining a beam hot enough to reach one hundred thousand degrees.
And he hadn't even fired.
Where was all that energy going? Not to Singular Point Godzilla—he could feel it himself. His own cells were devouring it.
Then he noticed something impossible. The spacetime energy within him was stirring—far too active without any external trigger. His eyes widened.
Wait. Trigger?
He turned to his enemy, who now seemed to be moving at double speed, and suspicion dawned.
Could it be that Singular Point Godzilla and the thorn-sea weren't accelerating at all? Could it be his own time was slowing?
The invasive Red Dust had warped his flow of time.
The thought chilled him. If a few particles could cause this much disruption, what if his body absorbed more? He didn't dare imagine the outcome.
But recognizing the problem was the first step to solving it. Fortunately, before coming here, he had devoured several Rodans, gaining fragments of control over the Red Dust. Though insufficient to wrestle control of the thorn-sea itself, it was enough to purge the influence within him.
He forced the particles inside his body to obey, stripping away the anomaly.
At once, the drag vanished. His speed doubled in an instant.
Singular Point Godzilla froze, startled. It hadn't expected him to shrug off the shackles of time. For the first time, it looked at him with true seriousness.
Meanwhile, cold sweat prickled down Godzilla's spine. If not for his innate connection to spacetime, if not for his sensitivity to the anomaly, if not for his stolen power over Red Dust—he might already have been undone here.
That decided it. He could not drag this fight out. Who knew what other horrors Singular Point Godzilla could conjure with Red Dust?
With resolve, he charged again.
Purple lightning crawled across his scales, flowing into his tail, while a beam cleared the path before him. He plowed into the thorn-sea headfirst, heedless of the spikes driving into his neck, chest, and limbs.
It didn't matter. As long as his brain and reactor were safe, nothing else could stop him. He would crush Singular Point Godzilla before it had a chance to unleash anything worse.
For the first time, Godzilla felt genuine dissatisfaction with his body's defenses. Though his armor was already the pinnacle of nature's design, the thorn-sea tore through his flesh as if it were paper. If his hide had been just a little stronger, the Red Dust might not have pierced him so easily.
But there was no time for such thoughts. Snarling through blood and lightning, Godzilla drove forward, unstoppable, straight toward his foe.
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