I put monsters and super powers in America

[I bet a bag of spicy noodles that the Holy Beast will be beaten into a sieve by the mecha's Gatling gun within three minutes!]

……

While spectators around the world were arguing fiercely about the upcoming "showdown of the century", the people of Anduriel were carrying out rescue work in the ruins in the rear in a tense and orderly manner.

"Tifa! Over here! There's another one over here! He's still alive!"

Aaron and Louis worked together to lift a prefabricated board weighing hundreds of kilograms, revealing a black girl with her legs pinned down and dying.

Tifa immediately rushed over, kneeling on the ground, her hands draped over the girl's legs. Soft, warm healing energy slowly flowed out. Under the power of [Rapid Healing], the girl's legs, already twisted and deformed, bloody and mangled, were healing at a visible speed.

Jingxue used her powerful cat-like body and extraordinary agility to shuttle back and forth in the unstable ruins, digging out the trapped and unable wounded one by one, and then Louis and Aaron took them to a safe place.

The entire rescue scene, although tense, was orderly, forming a sharp contrast with the tense confrontation ahead.

"Master Dragon! Look, what should we do now?"

While helping Aaron move another broken wall, Louis asked the "commander-in-chief" for instructions through the internal communication channel.

"Not urgent."

The main dragon's voice came from the channel, calm and without a trace of ripples.

"Let them fight first."

"Wait until they are tired, then we will attack. This way it will be easier to deal with."

He needs to let the whole world watch a big drama - the "hotbed of war" that the Federation is proud of versus pure extraordinary creatures!

This "drama" directed by him personally is absolutely exciting and full of ups and downs.

Only in this way can he maximize the drama of this conflict, stir everyone's emotions to the highest point, and thus reap the maximum amount of willpower.

"Everyone, occupy advantageous terrain and stay hidden."

84 (Part 2). Titans vs. Titans!

The center of the battlefield.

Neither the "hotbed of war" that fell from the sky nor the black sacred beast that stood like a mountain paid attention to the group of "little ones" who were carrying out humanitarian rescue.

Because of their large size, it is easy to ignore the smaller ones around them; this is a common problem among humans and Gaia's Dream creatures.

The two giant beasts only had each other in their eyes.

One is the most advanced war creation that combines human technology with supernatural power. It was born only for destruction!

The other is a black sacred beast that has absorbed the soul of the black panther and carries a century of injustice and anger. Its roar is only for revenge!

Two equally powerful auras, equally filled with destructive will, collided violently in the air!

The next second, two huge figures moved at the same time!

The Cyclops launched the first attack! Driving his mech, he quickly pulled back, trying to take advantage of his range, while aiming the muzzle of the six-barreled Gatling gun on his left arm at the black behemoth!

"Da da da da da!"

The dense rain of bullets was like a metal storm, instantly pouring towards the giant beast!

However, just as the bullet was about to hit, the figure of the black giant beast suddenly... disappeared!

It vanished right there, out of thin air and without any warning! It was as if its existence just now was just a mirage!

"What?!" Cole's pupils suddenly contracted! Even with his super-enhanced dynamic vision, he couldn't even catch the other person's movements!

"Damn it! It's fucking optical invisibility! This is unscientific!"

However, although Cole could not see it, the sound of wind and dust raised by the movement of the giant beast still allowed him to catch the guy!

"behind!"

The mecha's rearview sensor and the driver's combat intuition simultaneously issued a fatal alarm!

Cole didn't even have time to think, his body had already reacted before his brain! He yanked on the joystick and stomped on the pedals at the same time!

The War Breeder's massive body spun backwards with such swiftness that it practically tore the pilot's internal organs out! Simultaneously, it held the massive alloy tower shield on its left arm horizontally in front of itself!

"when--!!!!"

A deafening roar!

The black sacred beast that appeared behind the mecha like a ghost, its sharp claws flashing with cold light, slammed hard on the huge tower shield!

The terrifying force instantly created a massive crater beneath the Warbed's feet, sending the entire mech sliding backward several meters! Five deep, terrifying claw marks were left on the tower's shield!

But, it was blocked after all!

The creation of mankind actually stepped back for a while in front of the extraordinary beast!

Cole gritted his teeth, veins bulging on his forehead. He pushed the engine power of the mecha to the limit and charged forward again!

It wasn't the resistance just now that inflated his confidence; rather, he knew that facing the monster's attack was the best defense! Hiding behind the tower shield would only allow the giant beast to quickly find the flaw and kill him in one blow!

"Want to play close combat with me? Come on! Monster!"

He roared angrily, and the chainsaw sword on his right arm, which was flashing with blue arcs of electricity, made a sharp roar and chopped down fiercely at the giant beast in front of him!

The black sacred beast was not to be outdone. It let out a low roar and also waved its sharp claws to meet the attack!

Two huge figures representing different power systems collided fiercely in the most primitive and brutal way under the watchful eyes of the whole world!

"Boom——!!"

Amidst the huge crash, a bloody fight to the death between giants officially began!

Every swing of the chainsaw sword was accompanied by a piercing roar that tore through the air, and a series of dazzling sparks, like electric welding, burst out from the behemoth's obsidian-like fur! And every time the behemoth's claws slapped, they also left deep and terrifying claw marks on the mecha's thick armor!

This is a pure confrontation between strength and strength, a clash between steel and flesh and blood!

Thanks to the incredible skill of its pilot, Cole, and the mech's exceptional performance, the "Warbed" displayed astonishing resilience in battle. It sometimes parried deadly claw strikes with its tower shield, sometimes dodged violent collisions with nimble footwork. Its chainsword, like a venomous snake, always found an opportunity to inflict wounds on the behemoth, though shallow, enough to provoke its fury.

The Black Sacred Beast's fighting style is even more primitive and deadly. It has abandoned all defense, relying solely on its indestructible fur and superior self-healing abilities, devoting all its energy to the purest and most efficient attack! Every pounce, every bite, every claw strike is filled with devastating force!

Although both sides had their own unique attack methods, the Black Sacred Beast undoubtedly had the upper hand in this epic melee. Its strength, speed, and elusive "stealth" abilities left Cole and his "Warbed" exhausted and overwhelmed.

The armor plates of the mecha were torn and peeled off piece by piece, exposing the complex pipelines and transmission devices underneath, which were flashing with sparks. The bulletproof glass of the cockpit was already covered with spiderweb-like cracks, as if it would shatter completely in the next second.

But even so, this crystallization of human technology still resisted tenaciously. Cole, relying on his superhuman reaction speed and rich combat experience, repeatedly escaped danger at the most dangerous moments.

However, Cole himself knew very well that this forced struggle was only delaying the inevitable defeat.

……

In the ruins, in the safe rear, the main dragon looked at the battle on the screen that was gradually becoming one-sided, and nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, the mecha's combat power is pretty good, and it's pretty cool too."

"But it's still not strong enough."

He silently assessed in his mind, "Relying on a pile of steel and so-called 'supernatural factors', and still saying that there is no way to compete with the true, pure life form from Gaia's dream."

"This rat-toothed beast, in Gaia's Dream, is at best a minor monster at the bottom. Above it, there are tough guys like the reptiles that can take on dinosaurs alone."

"Well, a small dinosaur is still a dinosaur."

In fact, to be honest, even the reptiles, the "king of beasts" of the Mesozoic era, would still be a roadside animal if placed in the habitat of the Cretaceous period.

At that time, there were Yutyrannus that were more than nine meters long and reptiles living together. Below Yutyrannus, there may have been branch dragons that were about five meters long.

What’s more, the most desperate thing is that the dominant species in the habitat at that time was not like the big cats of today, which look down on mice after becoming top predators.

Tyrannosaurus rex does not care about food. In a pile of Tyrannosaurus Rex feces, paleontologists found the skeletons of Triceratops and Hadrosaurus, as well as small mammals.

These are the strongest predators on land, and they won't let go of even the smallest bit of meat.

Moreover, even now, creatures the size of bulldogs can only sit at the same table with yellow-throated martens and coyotes; they can't be said to be a roadside animal, but they can be said to be mediocre.

"If I put a Styxraptor into reality, it would be a real-life Godzilla, not to mention those real large dinosaurs."

In fact, the main dragon was just saying this.

If the Styx Raptor were to be put into reality, the willpower would have to start at at least two million. For the main dragon, who is still trying hard to earn willpower to cope with the "Stormy Season", it is really too much.

"But after that rat-toothed beast upgraded to a higher dimension, its skills became much more powerful."

"The ability that allows it to launch rocks from thin air is likely derived from the Rattus's Earth Affinity talent. After being downgraded and upgraded, it combined with the Rattus's own abilities, creating a variant similar to telekinesis or earth element manipulation."

"And that ability, which allows it to instantly vanish and reappear behind the enemy, is undoubtedly the Rattusk's most core talent, [Stealth]. This ability, when used to exploit information gaps and launch sneak attacks, is simply an unstoppable skill."

"In short, using technology to imitate the power of 'God', while we can't guarantee the resulting product will be a flimsy, superficial toy, it's certainly not as powerful as a genuine Gaia Dream creature."

"But..." The dragon master narrowed his eyes slightly, and a playful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. "I've seen enough of the show. It's time to enter and harvest some wishes."

"Besides, this mecha is a massive willpower generator. We can't let it become useless like this."

The Lord Dragon's voice, calm and without a trace of ripples, was clearly heard by every "vigilante" who was nervously watching the battle.

"Louiver."

"Ah? Here! Main Dragon?!" The "Thunder King", who had just moved all the wounded and was about to take a rest, was startled by the sudden contact and jumped up quickly.

"You, go stop that big mecha!"

"Stop?!" Louis' eyes widened instantly. He pointed at himself, then at the steel giant who was still fighting the monster, with a look of disbelief on his face. "Me!? Alone!? To deal with that thing?!"

The main dragon ignored him and continued to give orders.

"Aaron, Tifa, you two, go deal with that black one."

"Yes!" "Got it!" The girl's voice was crisp and clear, while Aaron was full of fighting spirit.

Tifa simply listened to the Lord Dragon's words, but Aaron was worried that he would continue to fight recklessly and bring disaster to the civilians behind him.

"Remember, our goal is not to kill it, but to intimidate it and force it back."

Tifa nodded, and Aaron rolled his eyes, which roughly meant - "We don't have the ability to kill him even if we want to."

"As for you, Louis..." The main dragon turned his head and looked at the "Thunder King" who still had a bitter face with eyes full of "trust" and "encouragement", and an unfathomable smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Be confident."

"You are very strong."

85. Thor vs. Titan Mech

Greenwood War Zone Center, Tulsa.

"Boom——!!"

The fifteen-meter-tall steel body of the "War Cradle" was violently knocked away by the violent attack of the black sacred beast; the humanoid mecha rolled awkwardly several times on the hard ground, knocking down an already shaky two-story building, and finally came to a stop in a cloud of smoke and rubble.

In the cockpit, the alarm sounded like a death curse, flashing and screaming wildly.

"Alert! Left vector engine overload! Energy output dropped to 37%!"

"Alarm! Hydraulic system damaged! Left arm joint movement is limited!"

Major Cole McGregor's face flickered in and out of focus under the flashing red alarm lights.

Sweat had already soaked through his tight black driving suit, clinging tightly to his body. His eyes, always filled with the stoicism of a soldier, were now filled with fatigue and a hint of unconcealable fear.

He gripped the joystick tightly, veins bulging on the back of his hand, but his battle-hardened hands were trembling slightly.

"I can't beat him...I can't beat him at all!"

Cole gritted his teeth, feeling the violent vibrations coming from the mecha's shell, as if it were being repeatedly hit by a battering ram. A deep sense of powerlessness, like cold sea water, drowned him completely.

He is a true ace.

He once flew an F-22 Raptor fighter jet in the Red Flag military exercise and engaged in dogfights with the most elite imaginary enemy; he also operated experimental drones and carried out surgical precision strikes on terrorist leaders on the other side of the earth.

His mental strength is more stable than the hardest alloy.

But the opponent before him completely overturned all his understanding of "battle" that he had built up over the past thirty years.

This black behemoth, its strength, speed, and elusive "invisibility" abilities, simply don't belong in this dimension! This isn't a matter of technological generational differences; this is pure species-level, pure crushing defeat!

He was sure that if it weren't for his rich experience and reaction speed far beyond that of an ordinary person, as well as the abnormal performance of this "War Cradle" itself, any other driver would have been turned into a pile of scrap metal by the monster in less than three minutes after the battle started.

But even so, he was only trying in vain to delay the inevitable defeat.

The mech's energy was rapidly depleting, and the damage to its armor had already surpassed critical mass. He estimated that in five minutes at most, this multi-billion dollar "ace" would be completely destroyed right here.

"Retreat? No! They've issued a death order! If we retreat now without his authorization, I'll definitely be the one to take the blame for my cowardice! The White House, which values ​​its reputation, won't listen to my explanation that 'the opponent is cheating!'"

"I'm likely to be kicked out of this mecha!"

"And my disabled body might end up being used as a lab guinea pig in the name of 'cultivation'!"