The Universe Is Innately Just 275 Doom's Soft Sphere Part One

Under the influence of the explosion, the steel pieces turned into shrapnel that flew at an incredible speed everywhere around the hole in the wall.

The shockwave didn't stop at the jungle of steel- last remnant of what had been the north wall- and before long, engulfed the numerous soldiers of the northern army that stood on New Casablanca's streets.

"Hold your positions!", roared one of them with difficulty. His voices quickly died with the cacophony that surrounded the area. The shock wave spread outwardly and only died after a few seconds pa.s.sed.

Under their helmets, the soldiers' ears were ringing with a few among them injured, small rivulets of blood streamed down their cheeks as their sight trembled due to their disorientation.

Even in their state, they didn't drop their weapons as they could feel that the explosives didn't stop the beasts advance. The trembling ground under their legs caused them to nearly break down as they the dense smoke around the destructed wall slowly disappear as one beast after another made its way to the city.

The most colossal beast could easily fit inside of an ample parking, nearing the size of a small house. As for the tiniest creatures, they still toppled earth's soldiers' size by at least two heads and were far from being seen as trivial.

The first group of creatures to enter the city from the ma.s.sive pieces of steel and rubble came into view in the soldiers' eyes. The wild bloodl.u.s.t that flickered in their eyes clearly showed the citizen that they had turned into preys for them.

"Hold the formation tight!", roared of the leading figures of the northern army. His engine roared as he skillfully flew between the soldiers, readying them for the incoming physical confrontation.

Although the citizens that used to live near the walls had been extracted into safer zones, those people were still living in a few streets nearby.

"Do not fear about your life! Do not lose faith on your capacities as today, we will show them that we can take them down!?", his voice ringed at the end of his speech. His action went on line with his word, and he darted straight for the first line of MechSuit that would meet the army of beast.

His hand moved, drawing a long and jagged blade from a metallic case that was part of his armor, and he stepped forward. A few brave men followed him, as the rest of the northern army positioned itself to secure every road that led to the inhabited street of the central district.

"Every single second we will buy for the city will mean that one more life among the citizen will have a chance to be saved.", roared another one of the leading figure as he also showed the example.

They were aware that the walls weren't the final defense of the city, and that this event was only dangerous if they didn't manage to hold the beast, for a certain period of time.

The determination of the leading figures turned into a sporadic wave that spread through every individual of the northern army. They threw their weapon toward the firmament, roared with the resentment that was hanging in their souls, and darted toward the approaching beast wave, without any hesitation in their steps.

One way or another, those men were vowed to die by the end of this day. The moment, that truth was accepted in their hearts, a change had taken place in their souls. They didn't breakthrough mortality, but the event had nonetheless, still caused a change to happen in the core of their souls.

Something that only a few individuals had come to understand in their life. Due to the specials events that had unfurled, a few individuals among the northern army had been blessed with that change.

"Do not break through this formation!"

"We are the last line of defense of the city! We fall, New Casablanca fall!", their voice contained the urgency of the moment. "We are stopping them! Right here! Right now!", engines roared as numerous figures broke the line of the northern army.

Rays of light appeared everywhere- directed at the humongous creature- as the nuzzles of the MechSuits turned fiery red from the intense usage.

"One minute!", roared one of the leading figures that received a long-distance message. "We have been ordered to hold one minute!"

Johnny heard the voices, his body couldn't help but come to a stop as his face turned unsightly. "Those f.u.c.kers never changes…", his m.u.f.fled voice escaped from under his helmet as he resumed his advance. Walter didn't have the time to rebuke his underling, as he haven't heard him.

Nonetheless, that didn't mean that he didn't agree with him as he also ended up finding the order hard to swallow.

"They have truly decided to sacrifice our lives…", said one of the men that couldn't help but hesitate as he saw the beast advance toward him.

With their retreat, they had managed to quickly gain the city, precious seconds that counted more than anything to them.

But now, one wrong step could mean their death, and with their ends would soon follow the doom of their city.

One second pa.s.sed as the army of MechSuit shot one bullet after another toward the beasts. Their action, laughable and nearly useless, as it seemed similar to an egg thrown on a mountainside. The act that would follow was excepted by both sides, to miserably fail as the northern army was far from being capable of holding the beasts inside of the city.

"Do not take a step back!", roared on the figure that stood at the forefront of the northern army. Johnny couldn't help but scoff as he felt that the man was asking too much. Yet, his thought was utterly opposite to his action as he didn't move an inch from the first line of defense.

His golden colored MechSuit stood still, his thick alloy glove standing in front of him in a defensive stance. Seconds seemed to pa.s.s slowly as every sense of the soldiers in the northern army heightened from their intense stress.

Not even two minutes pa.s.sed after the destruction of the north wall by the G.o.dly ent.i.ty. And before long, the first few beasts soiled the smooth and shiny floor of New Casablanca. The steel under the ma.s.sive creature splintered as numerous creeks and fissures appeared on the ground of the central district.

It was as though each of the creature's step was enough to cause a small earthquake to rumble through the large street. And by the time their humongous step took them to the front of the northern army, a change appeared near the back of the soldiers.

The sounds of multiple MechSuits engines roared and rumbled as the sky was filled with numerous black figures. At the same time, as the northern army engaged the creatures on the ground, the reflection of hundreds of MechSuits appeared on the windows of the many buildings of the city.

They had traversed the city at a lightning speed, and had done their utmost in arriving here, and had even managed to a.s.sist at the first confrontation with the beasts. They breathed a sigh of relief as they plunged downward toward the hole on the circular wall.

Among the dozens of MechSuits that stood in the forefront of the northern army, stood the MechSuits of Johnny and Walter. Next to them, stood other experienced warriors of the city, that similarly didn't lack any guts nor pa.s.sion.

They brave lifted their weapon toward the sky, before unleashing strong attack on the ma.s.sive creature. The scene was incredible, and the MechSuits' size were akin to the figure of David facing the tyran Goliath.

Johnny didn't hesitate at all before throwing himself forward. His body moved faster than ever, his waist shifted his balance as he unleashed the most vigorous box he had achieved in his life.

The moment he executed it, he felt a clear breeze move through his body, as though he had attuned himself with the world surrounding him. His thought cleared, as he couldn't help but feel that the strength in his fist couldn't be stopped by any kind of wall.

Sadly, the creature in front of him was far denser than the most robust alloy that existed in New Casablanca. And before long, Johnny's golden gauntlet felt a compact and solid surface blocking its path.

His fist stopped for a second, before reverting backward, throwing the tall armored body of the police officer. His body turned into a kite, and flew back in the direction of a building that stood in the corner of the street.

In one moment, he had felt as though he could actually control the situation.

And in the next second, his vision turned into a roller coaster before darkening with one last view directed at the destroyed north wall.