A streak of profound black light traversed the vast expanse of the United States.
BlackWarGreymon's gaze was resolute, his body wreathed in a black storm of immense energy fluctuations, symbolizing his rapidly escalating fighting spirit.
This battle was a fight for life in the face of death.
Meanwhile, the newly born Leviamon, like a ravenous infant, searched everywhere for data to consume. Its eyes gleamed.
A black figure was approaching from the northwest, seemingly containing quite delicious data energy. If it could devour him, its starving belly might finally be filled.
Thus, the crimson behemoth took massive strides, charging headlong towards BlackWarGreymon. Each footfall created a small crater, shaking the surrounding ground with tremendous force.
On one side, the apocalyptic beast, hundreds of meters long with jaws spanning a kilometer. On the other, the black armored dragon, just over two meters tall, appearing frail by comparison.
Was there any possible comparison between the two?
A reconnaissance satellite over New York broadcast the scene in real-time.
[Is that black monster... planning to fight the crimson behemoth?]
[Impossible. It looks like he'll just be crushed underfoot. There's no contest.]
[Give up. It's hopeless. Better buy a ticket for the ark now. It's doomsday for the United States.]
Netizens debated, overwhelmingly pessimistic about BlackWarGreymon's chances. It wasn't that the black armored dragon was weak… he had proven his strength to the world atop the Statue of Liberty. But the crimson abyssal beast was simply, absurdly powerful.
A hacker leaked that the massive explosion hours earlier in the New York suburbs was actually a secret nuclear arsenal being forced to detonate.
Conservative estimates suggested it held over 100 small nuclear warheads. Cumulatively, the explosive yield reached 30 million tons of TNT, equivalent to the destructive power of thousands of the bombs dropped in the past.
What did that mean? Had the arsenal not been buried hundreds of meters underground and shielded by dense metal materials, the explosion would have been enough to blow half the United States sky-high.
Yet, even such a terrifying mushroom cloud had failed to harm the crimson beast.
It was the embodiment of calamity, the bell-ringer for America's doom, the core of the Digital Rampage.
As long as it still breathed, as long as it could move, there was no hope.
Whoosh!
Back in New York, the black storm soaring through the air was unstoppable, meeting head-on the colossal crimson beast that shook the earth with its every step.
"Dark Tornado!" BlackWarGreymon roared, dense black energy waves swirling around him. Each strand of the black storm was potent enough to destroy a steel-reinforced town spanning hundreds of meters.
Screech!
However, when the countless savage dark energy streams struck Leviamon's body, they merely scraped faint white marks into its surface. It was completely unharmed.
Not only that, the immense impact force of the collision sent BlackWarGreymon flying backward, skidding dozens of meters before he stabilized.
'Incredible defense.'
BlackWarGreymon's pupils contracted sharply. His assessment of Leviamon's power rose several notches.
Simultaneously, across the ocean, Koshiro observed the battle with the All-Seeing Eye and shook his head.
"Leviamon's defensive capability is ten times greater than MetalSeadramon's was back then. Its body is entirely composed of high-hardness Chrome Digizoid combined with the resentment of hundreds of people. It can negate most physical attacks and is immune to the vast majority of Dark-attribute attacks."
This was precisely why he had estimated BlackWarGreymon's chance of victory at only 0.012%.
Leviamon was a Digimon formed from the evil thoughts of Envy and Chrome Digizoid. Its shell could nullify most Dark-element attacks while also weakening BlackWarGreymon's proud close-combat abilities.
One could say Leviamon not only overpowered BlackWarGreymon in raw strength but also completely countered him attribute-wise.
"Roar!"
Back in the New York's suburbs, while the Dark Tornado hadn't injured Leviamon, it had angered the beast, whose intelligence was roughly that of an infant. This black dragon had hurt it.
"F-food...!" Leviamon's eyes blazed with savage light as it stammered unintelligible words.
The next second, its elongated, massive crimson jaws opened at a 45-degree death angle in the sky, snapping towards BlackWarGreymon like shears.
'So fast!'
BlackWarGreymon's eyes widened, his combat instincts surging. He instinctively propelled himself to the right.
Boom!
The colossal jaws smashed down, carving a chasm over a kilometer deep into the ground. The earth-shattering tremor made even BlackWarGreymon unsteady on his feet, his breathing becoming ragged.
A single, casual strike had pushed him, who had given his all, to the brink of despair.
'So powerful... This is the kind of opponent worth pursuing for a lifetime!'
The light in BlackWarGreymon's eyes flashed, his very blood burning. He was a being forged from the Dark Towers.
His entire life had been a search for meaning. To fight! To fight the strong! To fight the even stronger!
Holding onto this belief, he had endured a hellish ten years. Today, he had finally encountered an existence he desired to battle, no matter the cost.
'I will win. Even if I die, I will definitely win.'
The aura around BlackWarGreymon surged violently once more.
[0.012%... 0.081%... 0.212%...]
Koshiro's eyes flickered, staring in astonishment at the data model before him. BlackWarGreymon's victory probability was skyrocketing at an extremely abnormal rate. Finally, it stopped, settling at 1%.
'What kind of power is this, allowing him to increase his strength so instantly? To actually have a 1% chance of victory against Leviamon?' Koshiro's mind was in turmoil.
Rationally, he knew this was impossible. A one percent chance, while still slim, was a world away from one in ten thousand. It was a chance worth fighting for.
Somehow, a bold hypothesis formed in his mind.
'Perhaps... Taichi's judgment was correct. Maybe BlackWarGreymon really could defeat Leviamon!'
Back to the present.
BlackWarGreymon hovered in mid-air, his eyes burning with intense fighting spirit, looking down upon Leviamon from his elevated position.
'This is my ultimate technique, condensed from my entire Dark Core.'
'No matter how massive you are, without sufficient power, even a being five thousand, ten thousand meters tall will perish by this move!'
BlackWarGreymon raised his hands above his head. Infinite dark energy converged in his palms. He was staking his entire fighting spirit, his dignity, his honor, and his past on this single, all-out, ultimate attack.
'Dark Gaia Force... The Soul-Igniting Shot!'