Honkai Star Rail: I am Godzilla, domineering and rampant.

Watching the Galaxy Rangers and Argenti teaming up to fight the Antimatter Legion, March 7th nearly spat fruit juice all over Pom-Pom from shock.

She stammered, pointing at the screen filled with Mechagodzillas…

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"Yo, it's even the same model as Screwllum's."

Herta looked in astonishment at the Mechagodzilla that Celenova had pushed into the Pier Point protective barrier.

This style, the same as Screwllum's.

It seems that, in this regard, Screwllum's taste is still worth praising.

However, Irontomb being able to produce so many in such a short time was something she hadn't expected.

It looks like, after seizing the Balanza Furnace, Irontomb's mechanical legion has expanded quite a lot.

After observing for a while longer, Herta shook her head slightly and murmured to herself: "Still far worse than Screwllum's."

If Screwllum's was a deluxe edition, then Irontomb ones were just ordinary assembly-line products.

Other than production volume, there's no comparison.

Of course, mass production is also a major advantage.

After all, Screwllum's Mechagodzilla adopted Planet Screwllum's cutting-edge technology, infused with all kinds of rare ores. Even though it was only seventy meters tall, it could be considered a mechanical monster that shocked both academy and battlefield.

Perhaps, this is the difference between mass-produced and elite units.

Herta had no intention of lending a hand. It's true that she had a cooperative relationship with The IPC, but their cooperation stopped at research and development. Helping in battle... that would be a different price.

Looking at the three figures locked in confrontation, curiosity stirred in Herta's heart.

How would this battle come to an end? And what response would The IPC take?

...

"So many Mechagodzillas. Seems like the Balanza Furnace hasn't gone to waste in your hands."

Diamond chuckled lightly, not putting Irontomb's Mechagodzillas in his eyes.

At their level, aside from opponents of the same rank and weapons that might truly threaten them, most other things were no longer worth paying attention to.

For example, right now, even if Irontomb's grand legion blotted out the sky, even if the fangs of the antimatter legion raged without restraint, he still felt no pressure.

Interests, that is the eternal topic.

And staring at those, the returns were far too low.

"I'm curious, according to the information I received, you should have been preparing to go to war with the Xianzhou Alliance. Why suddenly run 'five hundred' light-years away to Pier Point?"

Hearing Diamond's words, Celenova chuckled.

"Destruction doesn't need so many whys. If you must put it into words, offering up The IPC's destruction to Lord Nanook is something we've long intended to do!"

"That's right."

Diamond neither confirmed nor denied.

Just as Celenova said, destruction has no reason.

In truth, the Interastral Peace Corporation and the Antimatter Legion are no different. Both are existences walking their own Paths.

Preservation is simply gentler, while Destruction is an object of fear in most eyes.

But even so, in many people's eyes, The IPC isn't exactly a good thing either.

Still, that's the truth.

Diamond had no intention of arguing who was right or wrong.

All who walk a Path, reasoning cannot persuade them.

Witnessing their own leader and the enemy leader exchanging words before battle, Jade smiled faintly, then glanced at the vast Mechagodzilla army with some hesitation.

"That thing... should be fine, right?"

"Hehe, who knows? Maybe even Godzilla himself would be angry if he knew?"

A gentle voice rang out from behind, and Jade wasn't surprised.

"Pier Point seems doomed. Aren't you planning to leave yet?"

Turning her head, Jade looked at Black Swan who was leaning lazily against the sofa, and said softly.

"If The IPC can't even protect its own nest, how can it talk about protecting its status in galactic trade?"

Black Swan smiled faintly, not taking Jade's words to heart. She rose slowly, walked to Jade's side, and said softly:

"Besides, Garden of Recollections messengers aren't worried about situations like this."

The Pathstriders of Remembrance walk the world in memetic form, but it is not as though such a being would fear being overwhelmed.

As Black Swan said, though rare, such a scene is not unforeseeable in the vast scale of the cosmos.

"Furthermore, it's not as though The IPC has no means of wiping out every enemy here except the Lord Ravager."

Two Amber Eras ago, the Antimatter Legion's vanguard once assaulted Pier Point, threatening the safety of it and nearby systems. At that time, a genius named Chadwick developed a weapon called the Imaginary Propulsion Pulse.

In the end, the Antimatter legion was annihilated, and thus few dared approach Pier Point again.

That weapon is still in The IPC's hands.

Black Swan did not believe the higher-ups would let such a treasure go unused.

The only reason it hadn't been deployed yet was because of Irontomb's presence.

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"Boom!!"

Words beyond this point were useless.

Both sides had roamed the stars for too long. After a brief exchange, Celenova attacked without hesitation.

Diamond's expression remained calm, golden preservation force spreading out, forming a massive shield to protect those behind him.

Celenova's face was unchanged, her entire body surging with the power of Destruction, so fierce that no one dared look directly.

There is a saying, acknowledged across the universe: The Emanators are all are true monsters.

Irontomb rolled its massive mechanical eyes, commanding its mechanical legion to charge at Pier Point.

This time was no small skirmish like before, meant only to lure out Taravan and Diamond.

This time, the legion truly blotted out the sky!

"Bang!"

"Boom!"

Mechagodzillas over one hundred and fifty meters tall unleashed their might without restraint, wielding even stronger weapons mass-produced in The IPC's factories.

...

Just at this moment.

"Permission to activate weapons and equipment, drive the enemy out of Pier Point!"

As this order spread down, the faces of those struggling to hold on lit up with joy, and they all brought out the weapons they were most skilled with.

"Boom!"

Several massive mechas fell, confronting Mechagodzilla!

Generally speaking, the IPC wouldn't manufacture mechas of such massive size, but would instead invest the same resources into researching weapons.

Only when Godzilla appeared in their sights did they obediently pick up this line of research again.

After all, when facing Godzilla that can fight, run, sense danger keenly, and even teleport straight into the sky,

If you delay time, nothing else will even have a chance to work.

Especially after the Intelligentsia Guild's research into Godzilla…

They discovered Godzilla's teleportation can be disrupted!

To what extent can it be disrupted? Oh, that can't be done now.

This was a conversation from long ago, after Godzilla was imbued with path power by the Amber King, The IPC's defenses and countermeasures suffered serious setbacks.

But since this plan has already been initiated, they might as well continue investing in it.

What if they develop an even stronger weapon?

Irontomb manipulated the massive eyeball of the mechanical planet, scanning around.

Trying to search for traces of the other Emanator of Preservation, Taravan.

It was precisely because this Emanator hadn't shown up that Irontomb didn't act rashly.

Their goal this time was to destroy half of Pier Point. If they couldn't find all possible threats that might ruin the plan, uncertainties remained.

The real confrontation that determined the direction of the war didn't change the situation below.

The command permitting the use of high-tech weapons meant the guardians were no longer being beaten back step by step when facing the Antimatter Legion.

Irontomb's eyes narrowed… the huge eyeball squinting looked somewhat creepy.

He allocated a bit of computing power.

"Hey! What's wrong with you! The shells are hitting me here!"

"Uagh!!"

"Dodge! Quickly, dodge! They've been taken over!"

Even while needing to guard against Taravan and command the legion's assault, Irontomb could still influence the battlefield.

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"As expected, the underlying logic of the mechas and mech soldiers has been rewritten by Irontomb, even if they want to take them back, there's no way."

The changes on the battlefield naturally drew the attention of many.

But all this was within their expectations.

Now this battle was a contest of who lost patience first.

Just then.

"Not good! The IPC's firewall is under attack by an unknown entity!"

Hearing this, many people's expressions changed.

"How is that possible, The IPC's firewall is top-level!"

"Didn't we reinforce it earlier? How could it still be breached!"

It wasn't unreasonable for them to be anxious, to deal with possible crises, The IPC's firewall was upgraded almost constantly.

Now, hearing that the firewall built at enormous expense was under attack, the situation was dire, how could they sit still?

Everyone knew The IPC's databank stored countless important materials!

And that wasn't even the most shocking part.

"How did Irontomb bypass the front defenses and infiltrate the firewall?"

One IPC executive voiced his doubt.

To counter Irontomb, they had installed many isolation and signal-interference devices. In theory, even if not fully impenetrable, it shouldn't have been breached so easily!

Everyone knew The IPC's information defenses were so strong that even the Stellaron Hunter Silver Wolf couldn't retreat unscathed.

Game accounts weren't banned for nothing.

Deep in thought, restless, unstable emotions.

Many high-ranking executives fell into unstable states of mind.

"Initiate the Mechagodzilla Project, and prepare the Imaginary Propulsion Pulse attack!"

That's right, The IPC had also prepared Mechagodzillas!

"Imaginary Propulsion Pulse! But here, in Pier Point!"

Hearing this, many people's faces changed again.

To launch an Imaginary Propulsion Pulse in Pier Point, was this preparing to send everyone in Pier Point to heaven?!

Especially the two high-level executives whose real bodies were physically present in Pier Point, their expressions turned ashen.

All of you are just holographic projections, but we're still here!

"Taravan will handle the aftermath." The person who proposed this plan said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, the other Emanator of Preservation, Taravan, finally appeared.

The two finally let out a sigh of relief.

Emanators of Preservation might not be the strongest in offense, but when it came to protection, if they claimed second place, no one dared claim first.

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As for why Irontomb could bypass defenses and directly assault The IPC firewall…

In the data room, the guards who had been stationed here lay dead in pools of blood.

A figure loomed there.

His eyes were distinctive, one was a normal human eye, the other… a mechanical eye!

"Humans with mechanical modifications are indeed quite useful." Irontomb thought to himself.

If it had been a normal situation, such a person truly couldn't have passed The IPC's detection. But this time, it was him, the Lord Ravager most skilled in technological intrusion, Irontomb himself, in control!

Being an expert in this, Irontomb naturally knew that breaching from the inside was the best way.

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"Still holding it in?" Irontomb had long since lost count of how many mech soldiers he controlled, how many IPC employees he had killed.

It seemed the rumors of a strained relationship between Taravan and The IPC were true…

Otherwise, he wouldn't just watch these guys fall without lifting a hand.

His gaze swept toward Celenova, locked in fierce battle with Diamond. Irontomb's massive mechanical eyeball spun rapidly, clearly plotting some scheme. And in that spin, it caught sight of something familiar...

"IPC's Mechagodzilla?"

Irontomb looked at the neatly arranged Mechagodzillas in the distance, data surging in his eyes.

This batch of Mechagodzillas was of good quality.

It was clear they represented The IPC's top-level research in this area.

"Without the help of geniuses, it's impossible to develop stronger weapons."

Irontomb sneered with disdain.

He held nothing but contempt for The IPC's approach.

Weapons, only when held in one's own hands are they truly powerful!

That way, one can forge even greater methods!

The Mechagodzilla opened its mouth, vast energy gathering.

In this regard, with a reference model, it wasn't difficult for The IPC to make something similar.

"Hm?"

Irontomb, who hadn't paid these Mechagodzillas much attention, suddenly froze.

His gaze shifted back onto the Mechagodzilla.

Something was wrong.

"This energy… suppresses the surface."

Thinking this, Irontomb split off part of his data to investigate. Then, he saw it… Imaginary Propulsion Pulse!

Hidden behind the Mechagodzilla was the Imaginary Propulsion Pulse!

The Mechagodzilla's ray attack wasn't the true purpose, the real purpose was concealed behind it!

A glint of admiration flashed in Irontomb's eyes.

As expected of The IPC, delivering such a fine offering right to his door. Dr. Chadwick's weapon had actually been shelved by them, what a waste!

He wasn't worried about the incoming attack.

On the contrary, he deliberately amplified his voice.

"Hiding the Imaginary Propulsion Pulse within this round of attack, an interesting idea. But does The IPC intend to abandon its own employees? And those Galaxy Rangers fighting for you all… oh, and even the Pure Kings of the districts."

Irontomb's voice echoed across the entire battlefield.

He linked his audio to all the controlled machines.

Thus, not just the frontlines, but the flanks, the rear, anywhere with machines, resounded with his unabashed mockery.

"Clumsy incitement." Diamond spoke calmly.

"But effective, isn't it?" Celenova chuckled, hefting his rough stone shield.

Diamond didn't even need to look to know, so long as Taravan was there, though the Imaginary Propulsion Pulse might injure some allies due to close proximity, with his power he could protect the majority.

Of course, whether or not Diamond himself was among that majority, just hearing the news was enough to make one's heart tremble.

Diamond ignored it.

There was no reasoning with fools, only facts could quiet them, even a little.

"Boom!!"

After two Amber Eras of silence, the Imaginary Propulsion Pulse once again revealed its might!

As the heaven-piercing light resounded, focus vanished from everyone's eyes.

Then,

"Boom!!!"

Even at low output, the Imaginary Propulsion Pulse's power remained immense.

The Mechanical Planet was destroyed, mech-soldiers unable to withstand the high-energy fluctuations dissolved, leaving not even traces behind.

When the light faded, aside from a few, most people still hadn't regained their senses.

"I'm still alive?"

When the first voice said it, others followed, one after another, life surging back into them.

Irontomb's Mechanical Planet had been destroyed, but he still lived.

This time, his consciousness had attached itself to one of the Mechagodzillas.

With his power, this Mechagodzilla had not been destroyed.

"Taravan."

Irontomb looked faintly at the power of Preservation that had protected most people, and the force shielding Pier Point.

Undoubtedly, this was Taravan's handiwork.

"Finally willing to show yourself?"

Now that he had appeared, things would be easier.

So Irontomb thought, preparing to act.

At that moment,

"Boom!"

The sky, no, the starry sky.

A massive thunderclap resounded across the entire battlefield.

The newly awakened raised their heads blankly, even the endless army of destruction, about to fill the gaps, temporarily forgot their advance.

They saw, in the starry sky, a colossal vortex that had appeared at some time.

From within it emanated a strange pressure, enough to halt one's heart!

"That is-!"

Argenti looked up at the familiar sight, his face filled with shock and joy.

Data currents flashed through Irontomb's eyes, his database contained records of most entities across the cosmos.

This grand sight before him was, of course, recognized.

"Boom!!!"

Like divine wrath, infinite fury burned.

A streak of white light tore through space, crashing down!

Even those fighting in space felt the tremors, tremors not physical, but awe-inspiring aura!

Then, all watched as, where the light fell, a mountain seemed to rise up.

In that moment, life itself was given form.

Everyone's gaze was drawn to this sudden manifestation.

As the figure stood fully upright, countless across the universe unconsciously held their breath, as if fearing their own hearts would stop.

"Rooaaar, !!"

The soundwave took physical form, its sheer force shaking many starships violently. Hearts pounded painfully, suffocating.

"Huff!"