A 6th generation heavyweight monster, armed with shock-pile drivers, gravity-torque gauntlets, and a gravity core that let it shift its mass mid-combat. It was not fast. It didn't need to be. Every step it took cratered the ground. Every motion promised obliteration.
Its frame was thick, plated with iridescent alloy armor and reinforced stabilizers. There were no sleek aesthetics here. Just raw, military pragmatism wrapped in crushing force.
The announcers were practically vibrating.
"Oblivion Hammer's magnetic field anchors allow it to plant itself like a mountain," Grumpy Bear yelled. "And her punch is so strong that when she hits you, she doesn't just hit you. She also hits your ancestors!"
"She's famous for ending battles with one move," Sleepy Smile said softly. "There's no flash. No dance. Just one strike. And you're done."
In the skybox, Grand Marshal Li Qingshan's gaze sharpened. His tea sat untouched.
The commentators fell silent for a breath.
