Chapter 158: Piercing Through

Julius struggled fiercely to rise.

However, the force pressing down on its face felt worlds apart from the strength Bintangjing had displayed at the start of their clash!

The compacted ground was pulverized and warped by its desperate struggles, yet it still could not break free.

"Is this another trick of that energy, Bintangjing? Just wait! It won't be long—not long before I can control this energy! When that time comes, I will devour you!"

Julius roared, its tone carrying a faint, inexplicable panic.

Bintangjing, who was pinning the gigantic monster's face against the foundation, paid no mind to its roaring.

The blue-purple halo in his eyes only grew brighter at a leisurely pace.

The cracks extending from the corners of his eyes also became increasingly scorching.

A human palm pressed against the monster's dark, greenish-black skin.

That terrifying physique, which previously required the clever use of "Resonance Fist" to inflict internal damage, was now slowly being marked by the gouges of a single human hand.

The resilient body let out a screeching wail of agony beneath his palm.

Julius's murky yellow beastly pupils involuntarily wavered.

It had initially assumed that this was merely some temporary strength-amplifying technique used by the human before it, much like the [Hard] technique from moments ago.

By relying on the gap in physical prowess between them to endure this wave, it would still be able to mold Bintangjing however it pleased.

Yet now, the hand pressed against its face showed no signs of exhaustion whatsoever.

Nor did Bintangjing seize the opportunity to unleash a maximum-output attack.

The strength in his palm simply, slowly, and steadily continued to grow.

It was precisely this unyielding, confident, and unhurried demeanor that completely shattered Julius's inner composure.

Aside from wielding unknown energy, this human was out of his mind!

Without further hesitation, with a sharp whoosh, the foundation beneath them was sliced apart like tofu by a whip-like tail lashed out from behind.

The dorsal fins along the tail glowed with a plasma-blue light that endowed them with extraordinary sharpness and intense heat.

"He is dead."

As Julius watched Bintangjing stare unblinkingly into its eyes, a sliver of reassurance returned to its heart.

It assumed Bintangjing's dynamic vision still failed to keep pace with its speed.

Moreover, Julius held absolute confidence in its charged dorsal fins.

Ever since entering the third stage of Behemoth power and gaining the ability to generate Titan energy, its charged dorsal fins had never encountered any substance that offered resistance to their cutting edge.

The tail whip lashed against Bintangjing's back.

Yet, amidst the look of eager anticipation in Julius's eyes, hoping to see its foe cleaved in two, those infallible charged dorsal fins made contact with bare human skin—and abruptly sparked a flurry of brilliant embers!

There was none of the usual crispness of a hot knife slicing through butter; instead, it sounded somewhat like a steel blade hacking against a heavily armored shell.

The murky yellow beastly pupils violently contracted.

Due to momentum, the tip of the tail whipped around from behind onto Bintangjing's chest, only to be firmly intercepted and grabbed by the youth's hand.

Inside that palm, the seemingly indestructible charged dorsal fins continuously erupted with a string of sparks, sizzling fiercely.

"Thank you for the pressure you provided, Julius."

As if wanting to clearly inspect the current expression on the monster's twisted and horrifying visage, Bintangjing stared straight into Julius's eyes amidst the flickering, dimming light of the sparks in his palm.

"In a peaceful environment, even with the blood of Tokyo Godzilla, I could never guarantee I would progress at such a rapid pace."

The tail's dorsal fins, coiled around the youth's body, gradually showed signs of piercing his skin amid the friction of sparks.

However, before the glimmer of joy in Julius's eyes could fully bloom, every inch of flesh on Bintangjing's body that came into contact with the charged dorsal fins began to radiate a dazzling blue-purple brilliance from deep within the tissue.

Viewed from a distance, it looked as though an intensely penetrating light source had been placed inside his body.

The sparks exploding between the dorsal fins and his flesh grew increasingly dense.

Signals of pain, unexperienced for a long time, pierced straight into Julius's brain like needles.

"Roarrr!"

Aside from their offensive capability, the dorsal fins seemed to be densely packed with nerves as well.

"Time for you to leave."

The youth pronounced the death sentence of the monster beneath him.

Along with his words, the palm pressing against Julius's face gradually began to shine with a dreamlike blue-purple radiance.

He pressed down.

Sparks began to flash across the monster's face.

"Sizzle."

"Roarrr!"

Julius's shrieks and roars grew increasingly shrill.

Its body writhed and thrashed like a dying fish pulled ashore.

Thousands of tons of reinforced concrete in the skyscraper's foundation were shaken until they were riddled with fractures.

The sparks on its face became denser and more chaotic.

Yet, all of its desperate struggles were rendered weak and futile in the face of the ever-intensifying energy emanating from Bintangjing.

The light shining from within his bones gave the human palm a translucent texture.

The terrifying heat that followed gradually shattered the physical defenses Julius had inherited from orthodox Godzilla through the shower of sparks.

The downward-pressing palm melted a gaping, transparent hole right through that half-meter-wide face!

The struggles of the tail gripped in his hand gradually grew weak, the plasma-blue light on the dorsal fins slowly dimmed, and finally went out completely.

Bintangjing pulled his hand out from the monster's head.

It was stained with magma-like, orange-red scorching droplets—the melted tissue of the creature's body.

"After entering the third stage of Behemoth power, not only do the energy organs in the body begin to develop, but even their energy defenses can be inherited."

Tossing the limp tail aside, Bintangjing stood up expressionless.

"No matter, though. In the end, it still comes down to the depth of one's energy reserves."

With that, Bintangjing gave a sudden shrug of his previously upright shoulders.

The light enveloping his body receded inward, and the cracks at the corners of his eyes along with the boiling energy beneath them rapidly healed and subsided.

His bodily joints began to grow hot and stiff, reminiscent of a normal person running a high fever.

Covering his forehead, the youth exhaled a breath of scorching white vapor.

Right now, he could not even maintain his usual passive [Spirit Absorption].

"Once you find the right path, subsequent progress still depends on cultivation. This post-exertion limp and critical state is simply too nerve-wracking."