Chapter 518 Red Skin
Chapter 518 Red Skin
He clenched his fist, focusing all of his power into a single point. "Time to end this," he growled.
With a powerful swing, the Director unleashed a devastating move, a whirlwind of energy forming around his fist. He shot forward, slicing through the Kaiju's body with a move so fast it left a trail of fire in its wake.
The Kaiju screeched in pain as its massive form was cut in half, black liquid spilling out in all directions.
But before the Director could celebrate, the creature's body began to regenerate, the black liquid reforming as its human-like face twisted in anger. One of its sharp legs shot out, aiming directly at the Director's head.
At the last moment, the Director ducked, but the blade-like limb still managed to slice into his neck, cutting about a quarter of the way in. Blood sprayed into the air as the Director winced in pain.
It's not over yet, he thought
At the last moment, the Director ducked, but the blade-like limb still managed to slice into his neck, cutting about a quarter of the way in. Blood sprayed into the air as the Director winced in pain.
It's not over yet, he thought, clutching the wound briefly before moving back. His vision blurred for a moment, the pain seeping into his focus, but he steadied himself.
The spider Kaiju screeched again, its black liquid tendrils reforming, preparing for another attack. The creature's eyes glowed with a maddening fury, and it lunged forward, faster than before.
The Director grit his teeth, raising his fists again. I've got one shot left... just one.
He knew he couldn't keep relying on brute strength forever, especially now. His "Max Ultimos" allowed him to tap into a well of power, but the real strength lay in one final hit—the finishing blow. After that, the energy drained him entirely, and it would take time before he could use it again.
"I can't waste this," he muttered under his breath. "This isn't just some reckless power-up. I need to time it perfectly."
The spider Kaiju lashed out, its legs and liquid tendrils shooting toward him, but the Director was faster. His body blurred, dodging each attack with precision. He weaved through the barrage, closing in on the creature's center.
The soldiers below continued their assault, aiming for the legs as instructed. Each bullet that hit slowed the Kaiju down, just enough to create a brief window of opportunity.
And the Director seized it.
He thrust his fist forward, the air around it spiraling into a concentrated point. The energy in his hand flared to life, swirling like a miniature storm. With one final push, he slammed his fist into the Kaiju's core, directly hitting the golden gem.
For a split second, the world seemed to freeze.
Then, the impact exploded outward, a shockwave of energy radiating from the point of contact. The Kaiju screeched, its body convulsing violently as the golden gem shattered under the force of the blow.
But the fight wasn't over.
As the gem shattered, the creature's body began to fall apart, but in a desperate last move, one of its blackened legs shot upward, aiming straight for the Director's head. He couldn't dodge—he'd used everything he had in that last punch.
The leg struck him, slicing into his neck again, deeper this time, nearly taking his head clean off. Blood poured from the wound, but the Director didn't fall. He stumbled, his vision going dark for a moment, but he stayed on his feet, his body refusing to collapse.
Gojaro watched in shock from the ground. "Is... is it over?" he murmured, clutching his side as he struggled to stand. "He...
He didn't fall."
The Director swayed on his feet, blood still dripping from the deep gash in his neck, but his eyes remained locked on the dissolving Kaiju. Its once-massive form began to melt away, black liquid pooling on the ground, evaporating into nothingness as the golden gem remained
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