Godzilla: Monster Apocalypse Novels & Stories

Next, Caspian dug out the demon core from the monster's brain and placed the entire corpse in his storage bag. Maya glanced around and said, "This monster with the body of a goat and the face of a monkey is a Broken-Tooth Ape. However, the Broken-Tooth Ape never acts alone, and there'll at least be a dozen of them. Thus, there must be other Broken-Tooth Apes around, so be extra alert!"

Lucas smiled faintly and slowly said, "I'm going to say this one more time. Give me that chip of Divine Seal. Don't make me repeat myself a third time." The Thunder Monster Dark Races could not tolerate Lucas' arrogance. The Rank 7 Honorable Ranked Thunder Monster roared, "Kill them all!" Following the command of the Rank 7 Honorable Ranked Thunder Monster, thousands of zombies charged toward the crowd of the Yeager family. "Apocalyptic Legion." The Apocalyptic Legion appeared before Lucas. Roar! The Apocalyptic Legion made their moves, and in just a blink of an eye, all the zombies dropped to the ground, but we're not dead.

Species: Zerg Monster Age: 100 years old in monsters years and 100000 years elderly at human years Special Monsters Ability: Underground Claws [Can make a hole under the surface with its claws] Rewards: 3000 crystal stone 10 gold coins Gabriel suddenly stopped walking as he hid the palm that gradually let out a small eyes and big mouth, his indifferent eyes glance at the road that remained unmoved even though its surface also hid a terrifying monster who have the strength to slaughter mankind, well that’s not for Gabriel who is clearly one of the omnipotent heroes who could make monsters disappear in his sight.

"Run!" Keira screamed. The black monster appeared outside the gym without a sound. Without that brief glimpse, no one would have noticed it at all. No one could understand how something so massive could move with such silence. Run? Where? By the time people reacted and scattered in panic, the monster's claws had already smashed through the reinforced windows and reached inside. A 20-feet-long limb punched through the glass. Its claws gleamed like polished steel, and the fur along them bristled into spike-like ridges.

"That thing is dangerous! We need to find another way out!" "There is no other way," Rangga said, his voice strangely calm now. He reached out, his hand hovering inches from the cold, vibrating surface of the monolith. "Can't you hear it? It’s not angry anymore. It’s hungry." Outside, in the valley, the flooding protocol reached its final, catastrophic stage. A massive, thundering roar echoed through the earth as the southern shelf finally gave way, sending a tidal wave of debris crashing down into the corporate camp.

I didn’t expect the patch to come so soon. In the second month after the battle, the rooftop radio suddenly crackled to life with a crisp broadcast voice. "The Atlas Geothermal Initiative is now active. Surface temperatures will gradually recover. Rescue is on the way." Rhys and I just stared at each other. So this wasn’t a solo survival game after all. It was online, and the admins had finally logged in. A week later, a military helicopter landed in the open lot. Registration and verification went quickly. The officer in charge clapped me on the shoulder. "Turning the apocalypse into a warehouse operation! You’re one of a kind."

DAY ZERO Then another. 06:00 A.M. Sharon looked at the clock. It was still the middle of the night. "What does that mean?" Daniel slowly raised his weapon. "It means the apocalypse has officially started." The facility shook violently. A massive roar came from beneath them and the emergency system announced. "GLOBAL BIOLOGICAL EVENT DETECTED." Every screen changed. Cities appeared. New York. London. Johannesburg. Tokyo. Cape Town. Beijing. Everywhere. People were collapsing.

Three years into the apocalypse, my girlfriend, a captain of the Spark Sanctuary, kept me stuck living in the outer quarantine belt for 1,095 days. Every time I dragged my battered body to her with an entry pass in hand, she would put on a conflicted expression. "Shane, you're my boyfriend, so I have to avoid showing favoritism. These spots need to go to the families of fallen soldiers. Just wait a little longer. You don't have special abilities, so you're just regular muscle inside." I bought her excuses completely, turning right back around to risk my life fighting through swarms of infected. It wasn't until the day I accumulated my ninth entry pass, crawling back to find her while bur

Damian exhaled through his nose, but his hand didn’t leave the weapon. “We don’t have long,” he said, lower now, faster. “If they get you intact, this isn’t a collapse anymore. It’s managed. They stabilize the strain using what’s in your blood and release a version that kills or converts exactly how they design it to. Controlled extinction instead of chaos. That’s worse, not better.” “I won’t be taken.”

“Are you sure, ma'am?” “Yes.” “Alright, ma'am. I'll prepare the documents.” I followed him to the office, completed the paperwork, and made the payment. The process was surprisingly easy. Once everything was settled, the salesman handed me the keys. “Congratulations, ma'am.” I took them with a small smile. “Thank you.” Just as I was about to leave, my phone buzzed inside my clutch. I pulled it out and checked the notification. My bank account had received another deposit. Five hundred million dollars.