Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 789

Chapter 789: Savoring

The Kaiju did not hurry.

That fact settled into the chests of the defenders first, ahead of any of the weaponry humanity had prepared for this coordinate. The Kaiju had crossed the horizon, and it should have crossed the rest of the distance in a breath. Mere hours ago on the mountain range, it had launched off a collapsed ridge like a warhead and cleared dozens of miles in a single leap, the shockwave of its departure folding a section of mountainside into a sinkhole the size of a city. The creature could move.

It was not moving like that now.

It strolled.

Each footfall landed with the weight of a continent reorganizing its priorities. Acres of forest folded flat under the pressure of its descending legs without the Kaiju ever needing to kick or strike, the trees simply giving up the argument as the mass came down on them. The earth sank beneath each print in long moon-crater impressions. The sky above its crown bent a shade further toward ruin with every stride.

The staging plain reported each footfall half a second late. A deep resonant impact rolled across the open ground, passed through the defenders’ chests, and faded before the next one arrived.

Stomp.

Stomp.

Stomp.

[Time Until Defense: 00:00:45]

Aria’s fingers tightened around Kaiden’s.

She had been holding him loose. Her grip closed around his, sure and quiet, and stayed.

Kaiden looked at the creature’s pace and understood it.

The bastard was enjoying it.

He knew what the Kaiju could do. He had watched it clear a mountain range in one jump. Now, with an Earth-side defense line lit up in front of it and a challenged Master waiting at the end of the approach, the Kaiju had elected to walk.

Savoring.

Luna spat on the stone and spoke up from the clearing’s edge, Stormblade live in her hand.

"Check this fucker out. Twenty dungeons in and he’s taking a digestion walk."

"Yeah," Kaiden said. "What a smug mountain."

Out past the inner cordon, the human world adjusted to what it was watching. Reporters who had set up along the treeline with long lenses an hour ago folded their rigs and ran. The disciplined ones pulled back another kilometer behind the Association’s outer ring and found fresh angles to shoot from there. Helicopters that had been circling at a respectful altitude climbed another hundred meters and then another, the noise of their rotors climbing out of the altitude band where the Kaiju’s crown now owned the sky.

Every monitor on Earth had the feed up. Every feed had a picture. The commentary that had been running in a dozen languages had all gone quiet.

Kaiden selected the feed icon along the edge of his interface.

[Stream: Live.]

He said nothing, and let the world watch the approach through his eyes.

Stomp.

Stomp.

[Time Until Defense: 00:00:30]

The Kaiju crossed the outermost treeline first.

Anchor runes buried at Vespera’s forward perimeter fired white as its legs swept the boundary, a hundred sigils burning themselves out on contact, sigil after sigil failing to grip. The creature did not notice. It passed through Eclipse’s middle line without pausing, through veteran crossfire lanes that had been hours in the setting, and kept the same unhurried pace through it all.

It was crossing into the Association’s cordon now.

The Chairman’s hand lifted.

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