Ah, the days when you could just make up complete gibberish and call it science fiction. XD
I like the old monster stories. This one reminded me a little of one called IIRC "The Violet Death," that's "violet" and not "violent," because it was a magical series of syllables/sounds that when chanted aloud would cause you to turn into a conical purple Jell-O mold. No, literally. And you had to cover your ears while you screamed it or you'd turn into gelatin too.
Old-time horror fiction was deeply weird sometimes.
I do want some indestructible bridges, though, for serious. What an a-hole, dropping that into the ocean. How does he know it won't count the ocean as "one object," either? :-P