BlackWarGreymon stood amidst the trees.
His eyes were cold, looking down disdainfully at the humans closing in from all sides.
He could sense that these humans were very weak.
A light swipe, no, even a puff of breath, would be enough to annihilate them.
However…
"Like the Metal Empire, accustomed to using external objects to arm themselves?" BlackWarGreymon narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze shifting to their weapons.
Humans were indeed weak.
But the weapons they invented could pose a deadly threat to him.
"Monster ahead, listen! You are surrounded! You have thirty seconds to kneel on the ground with your hands on your head and surrender! We will not kill you! I repeat, ahead..."
A kilometer away, a large loudspeaker erected on a police vehicle broadcasted the police's loud shouts.
According to military assessment, for a monster of BlackWarGreymon's size, one kilometer was an absolutely safe distance.
To deal with this lone monster, the Tokyo's military and police had mobilized almost all available forces.
Ground troops, armored units, air units, long-range fire support, special forces...
Thousands surrounded the outskirts of this forest. Over a hundred dark muzzles were coldly aimed at BlackWarGreymon.
If he made even the slightest move, firepower sufficient to level a hundred-meter radius ten times over would instantly rain down.
However, the human forces had severely misjudged the power of this Mega-level Digimon.
"Just the firepower equivalent to a few Champion-level Digimon, and they use it to threaten me? What do the humans of this world think with?" BlackWarGreymon sneered contemptuously.
His tall, slender figure instantly vanished from the spot.
"Report! Target lost!"
"Report! High-speed cameras cannot capture his movement trajectory!"
"Report! Radar detection is effective! His current speed is ten times the speed of sound!"
The reconnaissance team frantically relayed alerts, each more shocking than the last.
Almost in an instant, a black whirlwind instantly blasted apart all police cars, armored vehicles, and tanks within a kilometer radius.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Intense explosions echoed one after another, stirring up terrifying heat waves.
The defense line the Self-Defense Forces had prepared for so long, before BlackWarGreymon's absolute speed and power, was torn apart as easily as paper.
"Open fire! Long-range artillery units, special forces, air support units, all units obey orders! Indiscriminate saturation bombardment!" The Self-Defense Force's commander roared into his microphone, only to feel a cold sensation on his neck.
"You're the one giving orders, right? Such a fragile creature." A cold voice whispered eerily by the commander's ear.
"You... how..."
The scene before him gradually blurred.
With an expression of utter disbelief, the commander clutched his neck and fell straight to the ground.
"Monster has invaded headquarters! Requesting support! Requesting... urk!" As the terrifying black storm swept through the Self-Defense Force's headquarters, a one-sided bloody slaughter commenced.
Tokyo Headquarters, Missile Command Unit.
"Hello? Hello? Damn it! Why have all intelligence units lost contact? How am I supposed to conduct saturation bombing?!" A middle-aged man in an officer's uniform, looking authoritative, angrily slammed down the receiver, anxious and frantic.
Judging by previous incidents, the frontline troops were probably wiped out again.
These suddenly appearing monsters were massive in size and powerful in ability.
Each one was comparable to the gods, demons, and monsters of human mythology.
Moreover, their actions were extremely bizarre and unpredictable.
Whenever the Self-Defense Forces tried to besiege them, they would always quietly disappear without a trace.
"This time, even at the risk of court-martial, I will blast you to pieces!" The middle-aged officer threw his military cap heavily to the ground, determined.
"Order the rocket units, missile units."
"Launch the Z-71 tactical missiles. Yes, the model reserved for international warfare!"
"Don't ask why! I'll take full responsibility for any consequences!"
Back to the present.
BlackWarGreymon stood amidst the corpses and ruins, wiping his claws expressionlessly.
Total: 1,379 people.
768 dead, 608 unconscious.
Only three trembling humans who seemed very obedient were spared.
He had some questions that needed answers from humans.
"I'll ask three questions. Answer truthfully, and I won't kill you." BlackWarGreymon pointed his sharp claw at one person's throat, speaking indifferently.
The person quickly nodded, swearing they wouldn't lie.
"First question: Where is this in the human world? Is this the strongest place in this world?" BlackWarGreymon narrowed his eyes, looking at one person.
"This is Tokyo, Japan. It's far from the strongest in the world. The strongest country is the United States with its cutting-edge technology. They are several times, even over ten times, stronger than Japan!"
The pointed person blurted out everything he knew, not daring to hold back.
"United States? Interesting." BlackWarGreymon's eyes narrowed slightly, a flicker of anticipation in his heart, 'Perhaps, in that so-called land of freedom, I could find the meaning of my existence.'
"Second question: Why did you attack me? Who gave the order?" BlackWarGreymon's gaze shifted, his claw pointing at another survivor, his voice cold.
"It was the Japan's Self-Defense Forces! The Japanese's leader is their head! He ordered us to attack whenever we encounter strange... strange beings like you."
"Hah, the human leader." A contemptuous curve lifted BlackWarGreymon's lips.
They were all fragile carbon-based lifeforms, beings he could extinguish with a breath.
Yet they still ranked themselves, ruling over each other.
He truly couldn't understand their thinking.
'I see. Before leaving Japan, I'll settle accounts with him.'
"Third question, the last one." BlackWarGreymon lifted the final survivor with one hand, slowly raising the other.
He pointed towards the empty air hundreds of kilometers away, "My combat instinct tells me that place holds something that can threaten my life."
"I'm curious. What is that weapon called?"
Hearing BlackWarGreymon's words, the last survivor's pupils contracted sharply, his whole body trembling as if he'd seen a ghost.
The direction BlackWarGreymon pointed was precisely the only missile launch base in the Tokyo suburbs.
If he wasn't mistaken, the officer in charge of the missile units must have given the launch order.
But...
Hundreds of kilometers apart, separated by countless mountains, hills, and rivers...
BlackWarGreymon could still sense something there that threatened his life.
A strong flash of fear crossed the survivor's eyes.
'Just how many more terrifying hidden cards did this monster have, waiting to be revealed?'