Chapter 009: Friction

Whoosh!

Just as Wang Bo was rescuing people, waves of bombers sped in from afar, trailing long white exhaust plumes across the sky as they arrived at Tokyo Harbor.

Japan's Self-Defense Forces had finally reacted and dispatched support.

Upon reaching the designated location, the bombers opened fire on the monster without a word.

Rat-a-tat-tat-tat...

A metal storm of bullets instantly poured onto the monster's body. If it had been a human, they would have been turned into mincemeat in no time, but against the monster... it was useless.

Indeed, the dense barrage of bullets ricocheted off the skin of the Bladehead the moment they struck, failing to inflict any effective damage.

After a furious volley, the Bladehead continued on its way, unmoved.

The bomber pilot was dumbfounded.

What the hell is this thing? Its skin is too tough—bullets can't even penetrate it.

So he decisively switched to missile bombardment.

Whoosh! The missile shot out in an instant and struck the monster. Or rather, the Bladehead had no intention of dodging; it let the missile slam into its body. The explosion kicked up a cloud of smoke, obscuring the pilot's view.

But just then, a ship flew out of the smoke, blotting out the sky and filling the pilot's entire field of vision.

The pilot immediately maneuvered the bomber to evade, narrowly avoiding the incoming ship at the last moment.

The ship crashed to the ground with a thunderous boom. The immense momentum sent it skidding across the surface, plowing forward relentlessly, smashing through one container after another, triggering explosions one after another.

The entire dock had fallen into chaos.

The pilot, maneuvering the bomber around the sickle-head, was astonished to find that the missiles he had just launched had not inflicted effective damage on the monster.

The area hit by the missiles was merely blackened, with no other signs of injury.

This was unbelievable to him, and he quickly reported the discovery to the command center.

"Missiles ineffective, missiles ineffective. The monster has unimaginable defense. Missiles ineffective."

For a moment, everyone in the command center was dumbfounded.

"How is that possible?" the commander roared incredulously. "Are you sure you're not mistaken?"

"Yes, I'm sure. What do we do now?" the pilot said anxiously. "The monster is advancing. Think of something quickly!"

The monster was still moving forward?

Thinking of the bustling Tokyo and its dense population ahead of the monster, everyone in the command center couldn't help but shudder. The commander shouted repeatedly, "Concentrate fire! Concentrate fire! Fire all bullets and missiles. Stop it at all costs!"

At the same time, he said to his subordinates, "Contact the Prime Minister immediately and request reinforcements."

"Yes, sir."

Meanwhile, the bombers that had arrived on the scene began to concentrate their fire frantically, expending all their bullets and missiles, but it was still useless. Aside from causing pain to the sickle-head, they inflicted no effective damage.

The only effect was to enrage the advancing sickle-head. It scanned the surrounding bombers and decided to eliminate all these annoying flies.

At the same time, Wang Bo had already sent all nearby humans away. Although moving people just a few thousand meters away consumed negligible magical power,

due to the large number of people, the cumulative drain had nearly exhausted the magical power within Wang Bo.

Thus, with his magical power nearly depleted, Wang Bo had no choice but to engage the Knifehead in hand-to-hand combat.

The next second, he launched himself into the air, and after casting a small enhancement spell, he broke the sound barrier in an instant, creating a white cloud of sonic boom, and in one-tenth of a second, he sprinted to the Knifehead's face.

"Take this punch!"

Wang Bo flew in, slamming his fist into the Knifehead's chest. The immense impact, like a mountain torrent bursting forth, carried an irresistible force that poured entirely onto the Knifehead.

A force of over several thousand tons exploded, and the Knifehead's massive body was sent flying, its feet leaving the ground as it tumbled backward for hundreds of meters, crashing into the seabed with a thunderous roar.

Splash... towering waves surged up, countless tons of seawater churning wildly, battering the dock into chaos.

The bomber pilots, witnessing this, gaped in astonishment, thinking they were still dreaming.

"A s-superhuman has appeared!!!"

"How is it possible? A human can actually knock away such a huge monster."

"Superhuman, is it really a superhuman?"

"Maybe it's Ultraman."

The people in the command center, watching through the drone cameras, were at a loss, exchanging bewildered glances, and a hint of doubt involuntarily crept into everyone's mind.

Just who was this human who had knocked away the monster?

The commander rubbed his temples with his fingers, utterly perplexed. "What the hell is happening to this world!"

Splash!

At the same time, the Knifehead that had been knocked away finally recovered, struggling to swim up from the sea. Half of its body submerged, it lifted its head, its eyes locking onto Wang Bo.

Roar!!!!

This was a provocation!

Wang Bo sneered, breaking the sound barrier once more. At the speed of the naked eye, it was impossible to track Wang Bo's velocity. Almost at the same moment Wang Bo vanished, the Knifehead was sent flying again by Wang Bo's punch.

The Knifehead fell back into the sea, stirring up towering waves.

This time, Wang Bo didn't wait for its provocation. He flew into the seabed, grabbed the creature by the head, lifted it straight up, flew above the surface, spun it around a few times, and with a whoosh, hurled it away.

Indeed, the Knifehead was nearly a hundred meters long and weighed over a thousand tons—a colossal behemoth.

But with Wang Bo's current strength, picking up this creature was not difficult.

The massive Knifehead, like a stone skimming across the water, skipped a few times, tearing the sea surface, and after flying over a kilometer, gradually sank into the seabed.

Meanwhile, the arriving bombers, witnessing these scenes, had long lost the power of speech. Their mouths hung open mechanically, staring at the astonishing images like puppets.

Holy crap, this is too brutal, too terrifying.

Am I sure this is reality, not a dream, or a movie theater?

A human is actually dominating a monster.

This is so unscientific.

If Wang Bo knew what the pilots were thinking, he would have scoffed. The Knifehead was indeed massive, but its speed was far too slow; its mobility and agility were outclassed by him by ten streets or more.

Trying to hit him was nothing but a pipe dream.

A creature this large and slow was nothing but a sitting duck in his eyes. There was no other possibility besides being ground into the dirt by him.