HISD Chapter 39 A Calamity Even Gods Fear
What kind of existence was this?
A massive body, nearly three meters tall, as if forged from molten iron. A gray-white exoskeleton like armor, tough enough to withstand heavy bombardments. Jagged bone spikes protruded menacingly, sharp enough to rip warplanes apart.
It was like a monster that had crawled out of hell's abyss, or fallen from the heavens above.
Even more terrifying was the power it wielded—strength that only belonged to the gods of myth.
Its breath spewed searing heat, its eyes blasted beams of blazing gold-red energy, lightning crackled across its body. Every movement carried the force of collapsing mountains and quaking earth.
Where it passed, storms and lightning raged—its presence itself was calamity.
Thud!
Landing on the rooftop of a tall building in a Texas coastal town was a tall, flawless woman in crimson armor and a blue battle skirt, carrying a silver Greek sword and a golden shield upon her back. Her long black hair streamed freely in the wind as she snapped her golden lasso taut in her hand.
Her sharp, solemn gaze turned toward the sea. The surface was still violently churning, with whirlpools and waterspouts slowly dissipating, delayed torrents of seawater falling like heavy rain.
The creature's crash into the ocean had triggered massive tidal waves that now flooded the drenched town, seawater pouring inland.
The townsfolk were still frozen in shock, blankly staring at the ocean, unable to believe what they had just witnessed.
It hadn't even landed in the town—merely passed overhead—and still stirred storms and gales that shattered everything.
Dark clouds loomed. A storm was coming.
And yet, the cause of this man-made natural disaster had already vanished.
"Late again…"
Wonder Woman whispered as rain and wind battered her.
Her left hand instinctively grasped the hilt of her sword. Her long, delicate fingers clenched so tightly that her knuckles whitened, her grip trembling enough to make the blade hum faintly.
Was she… afraid?
Diana realized the horrifying truth: even if she had arrived in time, she might not have been able to stop that unspeakable being.
Worse still—she could have died.
In her five thousand years of life, she had never seen such overwhelming power.
No—there had been one.
Ares, the God of War.
But this bone-spiked monster pressed on her far more heavily than even Ares had during their clash in the Great War.
…
In the deep sea.
Fish fled in droves. A massive sperm whale screamed as it was torn apart, dyeing the waters red.
"Kill them all. Destroy everything!"
The aura of destruction raged violently beneath the crushing ocean depths. Yi Meng's Doomsday form sank deeper, scarlet eyes glowing like erupting volcanoes.
No—wrong.
Clutching the small Kryptonian pod, Yi Meng's monstrous face twisted with struggle and madness.
"I am Doomsday… but I am also—human!"
Moments earlier, he had clung to a thread of rationality. Yet he had still attacked the fighter squadrons, still savored the ecstasy of destruction.
And in that frenzy, he truly felt it: humanity was as insignificant as ants. Crushing one or crushing a nest made no difference.
But in reality, he was human.
Why then did his mind so easily embrace this detached cruelty, this godlike urge to annihilate?
Yi Meng realized the awful truth.
"My very personality is being invaded by Doomsday. Even when I'm rational, I think and act according to destruction's will!"
"No—I can't be consumed by it. I'm the master of this dream!"
He fought within himself, his inner struggle sending waves surging across a vast stretch of ocean.
Why had he leapt into the sea?
Perhaps some faint human instinct still resisted destroying this world, even if it was only a dream.
Perhaps it was also because Earth's gravity felt far too light. A full leap might fling him beyond the atmosphere.
The ocean's depths offered pressure and resistance. Every ten meters down was another atmosphere's weight. Only at crushing depths of ten thousand meters did his monstrous form feel "comfortable."
And the sea teemed with prey to satisfy his destructive urges, though all of them were far too weak.
But no—he needed sunlight. Only sunlight kept his fragile shred of rationality from being swallowed whole.
Fighting Doomsday's will was like an endless tug of war. He could never relax.
Splash!
The waters churned.
Yi Meng's red monstrous eyes caught sight of dozens of sleek metal cylinders speeding toward him, launched from distant warships above.
Humans. Always so foolish.
His jagged mouth twisted into a cruel grin. He tossed the Kryptonian pod behind him and surged forward, cleaving through the sea with terrifying speed.
Not rage—no. He welcomed it.
A strange thought surfaced: instead of resisting Doomsday's urges, why not embrace part of them?
Wouldn't that be easier?
But was that his human mind deciding—or the monster's invasion twisting him?
He could no longer tell.
"Come then—let's see who destroys who!"
If anyone could end him now, Yi Meng would accept it. At least he might escape this nightmare.
In the dark waters, his hulking form clashed head-on with the first of the massive torpedoes, four meters long. He didn't dodge or block. Instead, he laughed savagely, spread his arms, and embraced it.
The torpedo halted in his grip—then exploded into blinding fire and force.
One after another, the others struck home, detonating in roaring succession, engulfing the monster in cataclysmic energy.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
The deep sea blazed white. Shockwaves ripped outward, boiling the waters, vaporizing whole swaths of the ocean, blasting others skyward hundreds of meters.
Marine life perished by the thousands.
Storm clouds split above as waves hammered the coastline and even the fleets that had fired.
"What happened?!"
In the command deck of an aircraft carrier, in connected bases, in high-level meetings across the world—everyone waited for the verdict.
Soldiers, officers, aides, politicians—
All held their breath, waiting for Earth's judgment.
No one cared about capturing it anymore.
All that mattered was—kill it. Kill it!
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