Godzilla, his massive form towering over the crumbling cityscape, let out a deep, rumbling growl as he grabbed Shamshel by one of its elongated, tentacle-like arms. The Angel writhed in his grip, its energy tendrils lashing out desperately in an attempt to free itself, but Godzilla's strength was far beyond anything it could comprehend.
With a mighty heave, Godzilla lifted Shamshel off the ground. The Angel flailed wildly, its body glowing with its own energy, but the struggle was futile. Godzilla's hold was absolute, and there was no escape. The King of the Monsters tightened his grip, his dorsal plates beginning to light up with a brilliant, blue glow. The familiar hum of his atomic energy filled the air, signaling what was about to come.
In NERV headquarters, the command staff watched in awe. Even Gendo, the ever-calculating mastermind, couldn't help but glance up at the screen, his fingers steepled in front of his face.
"He's going to end it," Ritsuko murmured.
Shinji, Asuka, and Rei, their Evangelions now standing idle, could only stare in shock as Godzilla prepared to unleash his full power. The sheer scale of the battle was overwhelming—Godzilla, a creature from the depths of the Earth, now the one to fight for humanity, if only by his own indifferent will.
With a sharp intake of breath, Godzilla threw Shamshel high into the air, the Angel's long limbs flailing as it was sent hurtling upward. As the Angel reached its peak, Godzilla opened his massive maw. The atomic glow in his throat intensified, the hum building into a deafening roar of energy.
Then, in a flash of blue light, Godzilla unleashed his atomic breath. The beam shot forth, a concentrated, searing blast of raw nuclear energy, aimed directly at Shamshel. The Angel, caught in mid-air, had no chance to defend itself. The atomic breath tore through its body, obliterating its AT Field and striking its core with precision.
For a brief moment, Shamshel hovered in the air, its core flickering erratically as it struggled to maintain cohesion. Then, with a final, deafening explosion, the Angel could no longer withstand the power of Godzilla's attack. Its body erupted into a brilliant ball of light and energy, scattering debris and vaporized matter in all directions.
The sky above Tokyo-3 lit up as Shamshel was completely annihilated, its remains dissolving into nothingness. The shockwave from the explosion rippled across the battlefield, but Godzilla stood firm, unshaken by the destruction he had wrought.
As the light faded, Godzilla lowered his head, his dorsal plates dimming as the energy dissipated. The battle was over, and the Angel was no more.
In the silence that followed, the Evangelions stood motionless, their pilots still in awe of what they had just witnessed. Even Asuka, who had always prided herself on her strength and combat prowess, was left speechless.
Misato, her voice barely a whisper, spoke into the comms. "Stand down, everyone. Godzilla… he's done it."
On the horizon, Godzilla slowly turned away from the battlefield, his mission complete. Without a glance back at the Evangelions or the wreckage left behind, he lumbered toward the ocean once again. The King of the Monsters had done what he had come to do. Now, he would return to his slumber, waiting for the next time his power would be called upon.
As he disappeared into the waves, the city of Tokyo-3 began to recover from the chaos. The Angel was gone, but the shadow of Godzilla's presence still loomed over them all. The humans may have created the Evangelions to fight the Angels, but now they knew that there was something far greater, far more ancient, watching from the depths.
