The enormous tower of flesh fought against a tremendous force it had never experienced before. Its slimy peak jutting into the sky seemed to suddenly stiffen for a momnet, and a terrible roar louder than thunder ripped through the air.
ZZBH, ZZBH, ZZBH
The atmosphere shuddered, and the base of the several-kilometers-long tower started hovering off the ground bit by bit. Digging a crevasse large enough to swallow the entire forest, the enormous pillar of flesh gradually floated into the sky, taking houses and the asphalt roads with it as it was sucked into a magnetic field vortex like a whirlwind, a tornado tinged of blood and meat.
At a point in the sky, the vortex opened in the center. It was a dimensional rip, like a large blot of ink splotched onto the canvas of the summer sky.
The protoplasmic membrane of the tower rippled with the immensely powerful force tugging on it.
A flash of light temporarily blinded the eyes of the Self Defense Force soldiers that gaped up at the sight, bewildered. By the time they regained their sight, there was nothing above them but an ordinary blue sky.
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thanks again for the translations! have fun on your time off translating this novel!
on topic: wonder what Nakajima tried to do =S
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It may feel anticlimactic, but this truly is more proper as an eldritch horror conclusion, a portal opening and the impossible monstruosity being sucked into it in an unexplainable sight, before it all vanishes as if nothing had happened, as opposed to the shonen conclusion that the first book had, of Nakajima battling and beating the monster himself. Though the first book is likely the more satisfying narrative.
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