Lord of Cinder in American Comics

And so, the other humans, who were completely unaware of the situation, embarked on a two-way journey with the aliens in the ruins.

The fusion of flesh and blood in this journey gave the aliens a greater understanding of DNA and also allowed them to acquire more helpers.

When Dutch and Clint saw the passage opened by the Xenomorphs and humans, the other side had become a dining table and breeding ground for the Xenomorphs, with a steady stream of Xenomorphs advancing toward the ruins in an attempt to rescue their queen.

At that moment, only Clint, with his exceptional eyesight, caught a fleeting glimpse of the three colossal beasts frozen in the ice on the opposite side. Before he could even contact Dutch, the aliens forced him back.

In the ensuing battles, the relentless onslaught of aliens kept them constantly on the run, forcing them to team up with the Predators to fight them off. This led to the situation that unfolded later.

Clint's recent experiences had kept him on edge, and he only breathed a sigh of relief after recounting everything in fits and starts.

In Clint's view, the devastating, iron-blooded weapon had already eliminated all potential threats.

Clint handed Geralt the alien egg he had prepared. The sealed box, filled with foam, meant the larvae inside wouldn't hatch without the influence of external pheromones.

However, Clint did not hear the expected praise and recognition from Geralt; instead, he saw Geralt's strange expression, as if he were constipated.

"Titan?"

Although it was a question, Hill guessed what Clint had seen. However, she also hadn't expected that there would be a human base researching Titans here.

"Fuck! Nick Fury! How much money did you embezzle?!"

The only organization with such a large-scale base right now is Monarch, which Nick Fury secretly contracted.

Hill then took over the conversation, saying, "I will report this to the World Security Council, and the rest will be handled by S.H.I.E.L.D. Geralt, you don't need to worry. Ash said that the Titans are helpers in maintaining the ecological environment, so there shouldn't be any impact..."

As Hill spoke, looking at Geralt's unchangingly cautious face, his voice grew softer and softer.

"It won't have any impact, right?"

Although it was an inquiry, Hill's tone became increasingly suspicious.

"Prepare nuclear weapons, the bigger the better!"

Geralt's words plunged Hill into despair. Geralt had never been so pessimistic before. He was someone who could fight even the Lord of Hell. How could he have the initiative to have weapons of mass destruction prepared?

From the time the Predator detonated the bomb to when Clint revealed the truth, the time was actually not long; in fact, the exhaust fumes left by the Predator's spaceship were still warm.

It's unclear whether the Predators adhered to tradition and left immediately after the trial, or whether they discovered what lay beneath the ice and were busy escaping.

Anyway, now, with the help of the Ironblood's destructive bombs, the monsters that were originally frozen have awakened from their slumber.

Lightning breath broke through the ice layer and sprayed wildly into the sky. The original ice field began to collapse. Three evil dragon heads spewed lightning, followed by bat wings that blotted out the sky.

The monster that arrived on the ground roared as it announced its rebirth to Earth.

The main character at this moment is the monster that is five hundred feet tall. Even Geralt can only lead everyone to find a place to hide.

The research base of the Monarchy organization, which survived the alien invasion, the Predator bombs, and Ghidorah's morning grumpiness, was one that Ash was willing to reserve for someone who longed for the throne.

The three-headed monster didn't linger. Only the leftmost head showed curiosity about the outside world. Under the roar of the middle head, it still shrank its neck to show obedience.

As if receiving some signal, the behemoth turned its head to look at the other side of the earth, then spread its enormous 1700-foot bat wings and flew away.

Clint watched the monster disappear into the distance and said pessimistically, "What should we do? Geralt, am I going to have to deal with enemies like this in the future? Can I make a phone call home?"

"Clint, when you get back, remember to get Oscar to bring out the ballista. Prepare as many arrows as you can! After you've set the parameters, come find me..."

Geralt blew his bone flute, and the Tindaros Hound emerged from the mist. But sensing the message left by the giant beast, it pressed its body against the ground uneasily, its bone spikes standing on end, both wary and aggressive.

Clint nodded to Geralt, then beckoned Dutch to climb onto the back of the Tindaros Hound. Clint had spent a considerable amount of time in Farron, so he could take the opportunity to introduce Dutch to the future work environment.

Ash previously mentioned that those behemoths feed on nuclear radiation, and Geralt actually suggested preparing nuclear weapons for this particular behemoth, demanding that they be as large as possible.

Hill was no longer as relaxed as before; she keenly sensed that this behemoth was different from any she had seen before.

Hill simultaneously called SHIELD's aircraft, relaying the behemoth's flight information, saying, "It's heading towards Hawaii? Did these behemoths plan this?"

Geralt shook his head and said, "I'm afraid someone's pulling strings here..."

Clint and Dutch left in their hounds, leaving only Hill and Geralt waiting for the S.H.I.E.L.D. plane to pick them up.

While waiting, Hill asked, "You recognize it, don't you?"

"Hunters must be fully aware of all threats; those three dragon-like heads and those evil bat wings are too iconic."

"The legendary star-eater, the end of gold, Godzilla's lifelong enemy."

Geralt rattled off a series of titles, and Hill understood that among these superpowered individuals, the more titles they had, the more powerful they were.

"In legend, it was a monster that descended from outer space. After being defeated by the combined forces of Earth's King of Monsters and Queen of Monsters, it disappeared. Unexpectedly, it was frozen in Antarctica. And in legend, it is known as King Ghidorah..."

Geralt briefly explained the origin of this monster. Its appearance from outer space naturally meant that it was not a native species of Earth, and the battle with the King of Monsters was more like a battle between native species and an alien invasion.

Just then, the S.H.I.E.L.D. plane landed. Hill regained sufficient electronic devices and synthesized information from various sources.

"The World Security Council has sent a notification that a cocoon has suddenly formed in the East. They want to know if this is related to Ghidorah."

Geralt replied, "Cocooning? Could it be the Monster Queen? If she appears, it means things are even more critical. The Monster Queen is a benign representative of the natural order; she only accelerates her metamorphosis when there's an apocalyptic crisis or Godzilla is in danger! Quick, we need to hurry!"

Another apocalyptic crisis? Well, Hill doesn't know what to say anymore. The world's already like this, how much worse can it get? Wait, didn't I say that before?

Shaking his head to clear his mind of these negative thoughts, Hill asked, "In this kind of crisis, don't you need to notify the mages and others? Do I need to prepare any materials?"

Hearing this, Geralt looked at Hill as if she were an idiot, pulled out his phone from his pocket, and said, "Of course we need to notify others, but in the 21st century we usually call..."

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Chapter 399: An Uncertain Battle

The appearance of King Ghidorah has once again plunged the world into tension.

Upon receiving the news, Jung Hyun personally went to Mothra's location to create all the necessary conditions for her cocooning.

A plane spotted King Ghidorah on the Antarctic ice runway and immediately gave chase. The plane, originally intended to transport supplies to the Antarctic research station, was now tasked with tracking it.

Fortunately, someone had given advance warning, and the planes kept a sufficient distance, keeping only visual range from Ghidorah. They were just a safety measure; once they entered the radar zone, others would naturally take over.

"Ghidorah's speed is about 550 knots, we still have time. Can you tell me your plans?"

Hill meant well; after all, at this point, it's no longer a personal matter, and only through multi-party cooperation can greater losses be prevented.

However, Geralt simply shook his head and said, "I'm completely unprepared, I don't even know how to fight this kind of enemy..."

"What did you say?!"

Hill's voice was somewhat high-pitched; it was astonishing to hear such words coming from Geralt's mouth.

"Aren't you a hunter? Isn't hunting large creatures your specialty? You said it yourself!"

Geralt, seeing Hill's excited expression, felt a little embarrassed and explained, "You've seen all the large creatures I've fought before, even a demon lord from hell was about the same size as a hound of Tindalos."

Besides, this is a cosmic creature that competed with Godzilla for dominance on Earth two hundred million years ago. It's already quite an achievement that I have any records of it! A creature with a wingspan of 1,700 feet—am I supposed to use my weapons to fix its feet?

"What about that old teddy bear? Oh well..."

At this point, Hill understood. The previous teddy bear was merely a magical creation with little inherent strength; even an ATS armor could trip it up. But this one, according to calculations, weighed over 140,000 tons. An ATS armor against it would be like an ant trying to shake a tree.

The situation was dire, and silence fell over the plane.

Meanwhile, Ash also noticed the signal sent by Shanalot from Firelink Shrine.

Although Shanalot was a consciousness that spontaneously arose from the egg sheath left by Mothra, a life born at the Firelink Shrine, she was also a Titan. The appearance of Ghidorah and the summons of those with ulterior motives stirred her into restlessness.

Helpless, Ash could only increase the energy supply to Shanalot, unsure of what changes Shanalot would undergo under the dual nurturing of the Primal Flame and the Titan.

The whole world began to mobilize, but Fury looked at his men coming and going with a hint of doubt.

Knowing that his Skrulls were disobedient, and despite taking certain protective measures, Fury realized things were really bad when the base was being mobilized.

Fury slammed the documents in front of his men and angrily asked, "Who told you to disable the electromagnetic coil?"

"Uh...it's you."

"So whose plan was this Titan call device?"

"It's still you..."

"Whose idea was this giant beast breeding experiment? Holy crap! It was me again?!"

As Fury answered his own question, his subordinates, while approving, also began to have some doubts about their superior's judgment.

Suppressing his anger, Fury asked, "Which laboratory produced the Titan call device? And who created it?"

"It's in Lab 13 at the base, your classified experiment. We don't have the authority to know who created it. However, half an hour ago, you signed the evacuation plan for Lab 13, and they're already on the plane."

"Mamma Fuck!"

The enraged Fury slammed the documents in his hand to the ground, roughly pulled out the chair of the researcher sitting next to him, seized his computer, logged in with his own access, and began to view the relevant information.

Sure enough, right under their noses, the Skrulls completed a series of experimental projects and manufactured products.

The creator was also a wanted criminal by S.H.I.E.L.D.—Dr. Reid Richard.

Fury crushed the mouse in his hand into pieces; what he had previously considered regulation had become a laughing stock. And this was only what the Skrulls were willing to include in their reports; there were undoubtedly deeper secrets hidden beneath.

Seeing Fury's angry expression, his subordinates hesitated, unsure whether to provoke him, and stood beside him.

"Um... sir, there's one more thing..."

"Say!"

“You also signed off on the complete shutdown and testing of the base half an hour ago. We need fifteen minutes to restart it, what do you think…”

"Fuck you! Don't stop!"

As soon as Fury finished speaking, all the lights in the base went out, and Fury was instantly plunged into darkness, with only the faint emergency lights providing partial illumination.

"Reactivate the base immediately! Stop..."

The explosion rendered Fury's commands mute. Looking out the window from Fury's position, one could see a massive, heavily fortified beast, imprisoned within by towering power towers and high-voltage electric grids.

Now, the base is completely shut down, and the cages have been de-energized in the explosion. The power towers crashing down on the behemoth acted like knocks on a door, a warning to it.

The giant beast, huddled together, began to shake. The electric shocks of the past were gone, and it began to stretch its body in its cage.

"Sir, what should we do? Sir? Where are they?"

Seeing this, the subordinate wanted to ask what to do, but when he turned around, Nick Fury, who should have been standing next to him, had disappeared.

Fury's subordinates initially thought it was his natural camouflage, so they tentatively reached out and waved at Fury's original spot before realizing that their boss had already run away.

When he turned back, all he saw was the giant beast's scarlet eyes pressed against the observation window.

Fury looked at the base engulfed in flames and the Titans raging within them, then flew away in his helicopter without looking back.