Take stock of the villains’ defense-breaking, starting with a supermarket discount punch!

Shocking list of famous scenes in the universe where the protagonists make the villains despair the most!

First, a hero who is motivated by interest, Saitama

Despair index: eight stars

Vaccine Man calls himself the Will of the Earth?

Saitama: Ah, I’m going to miss the supermarket sale!

?Kill with one punch!

Second place, the light of hope for mankind, Ultraman Tiga

Despair Index: Seven Stars

Gol Zanzibar is wreaking havoc? Tiga: Switch forms and strike with precision!

?The Kyrieloids are shouting?

Tiga: Zaperio Ray will teach you how to behave! ?

Hillbagon absolute defense?

Tiga: Powerful Dilakhum light stream blasts directly to pieces!

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Villain breakdown quotes: “This light is too damn bright!”, “How can he switch forms to target me again?!”, “Even the will of humanity is on his side?!”

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As one heart-wrenching scene after another is revealed, all the villains are collectively defeated!

Boros: Please, stop talking about that bald guy. Can’t I just be autistic?

Han Li: Fortunately, I am very timid. Next time I meet a bald guy like this, I will avoid him!

Take stock of the villains’ defense-breaking, starting with a supermarket discount punch!
Chapter 1 A new review! Synonymous with despair!
Deep in the universe, there is eternal silence.
Suddenly, an indescribable dragon roar resounded throughout the heavens!
The sound seems to come from the Tao, shaking the depths of the souls of all living beings.
Before the dragon’s roar stopped, a blood-red light curtain was already falling endlessly.
It ignores all physical laws and barriers of time and space and comes brazenly!
This is not a projection, but a real existence that covers all worlds.
The light curtain enters the eyes of all living beings in a way beyond understanding.
The ancient heaven shrouded in fairy mist.
The interstellar federation with brilliant technology.
The martial arts world full of swordsmanship…
At this moment, everyone in the world witnessed this scene!
Above the blood-colored light curtain, the Dao runes slowly evolved into words.
Its meaning runs through the languages ​​of all worlds, and every living being can understand it instantly:
[A shocking review of the universe: the protagonist who makes the villain most desperate! ! “]Then, a subtitle appeared clearly:
“[I’m just a hero for fun: Saitama]”
A world under one person.
The North China regional headquarters of Nadutong Company is still brightly lit.
Xu Si leaned crookedly against the back of the chair, his posture lazy and casual, with a half-burned cigarette between his fingers.
The rising smoke partially obscured his face.
He raised his head slightly, squinted his eyes, and looked with interest at the huge curtain of light that suddenly appeared in the sky outside the window.
“Huh?”
The corners of his mouth unconsciously rose slightly, revealing a cynical and somewhat inquiring smile.
“Take stock of the villain’s despair?”
“That’s quite interesting!”
“Recently, the celestial phenomena are becoming increasingly incomprehensible…”
On the sofa next to him, Zhang Chulan also widened his eyes, staring at the light curtain in the sky with curiosity.
He scratched his head subconsciously and muttered in confusion:
“What the hell is this?”
“Movies?”
“Can it be launched into the sky?”
“But, the protagonist who makes the villain despair the most? It sounds pretty exciting!”
One Piece World.
On the boundless blue sea, the brilliant sunshine shines unreservedly on the lawn deck of the Thousand Sunshine.
Straw Hat Luffy placed one hand on his forehead to block the glaring sunlight.
He stretched out his rubber arm excitedly, pointed directly at the huge light curtain that suddenly appeared in the sky, and shouted with all his strength:
“Wow!”
“What is that?”
“What a big screen!”
“Is it a new island?”
The little reindeer Chopper curiously poked his furry little head out from the side of the boat, staring with his big round eyes.
Navigator Nami frowned, her eyes full of vigilance, and stared at the curtain that was emitting a strange and unknown light.
“I don’t know what it is.”
“Everyone, be careful and don’t take it lightly.”
Swordsman Zoro still stood with his arms folded across his chest, leaning against the railing of the ship, holding in his arms the three famous swords that he regarded as his life.
His eyes were as sharp as an eagle’s as he stared at the light curtain.
“The protagonist who makes the villain most desperate?”
Luffy casually swung his rubber arms in the air, making a whooshing sound, and a heartless smile of excitement spread across his face.
“Like when I beat up that sand crocodile Crocodile?”
“Hey, I can also make those bad guys feel desperate!”
His eyes, like those of countless other creatures in the world, were focused on the picture in the center of the light curtain that was gradually becoming clearer.
A figure wearing a simple white cloak slowly appeared in the sight of all those watching.
That bald head, illuminated by different light sources in different worlds, reflects a faint, strange light.
This back view looks so ordinary, even a little funny.
However, there seems to be a terrifying power in the dark that is difficult to describe in words and makes the soul tremble.
Immediately afterwards, a huge and eye-catching headline, like a heavy hammer of divine punishment falling from the sky, struck fiercely on the hearts of countless living beings.
It made them hold their breath for a moment.
All the noise and clamor between heaven and earth seemed to be forcibly suppressed and erased by an invisible hand.
[Shocking review of the universe: the protagonist who makes the villain most desperate! ]Below the title, a line of slightly smaller font appeared, but it was like the whisper of death, with a chilling and chilling meaning.
These words were deeply engraved in the soul of every living being who looked at the light curtain:
[Are they heroes or demons? Their existence itself is the greatest torture for villains! ]The picture finally freezes on the back of the bald man in the cloak.
A line of subtitles slowly emerged like a voice-over.
With a self-introduction that seems casual and careless, but seems to contain endless meaning:
[I’m just a hero for fun: Saitama]The cigarette that Xu Si was holding in the corner of his mouth fell to the ground with a “click” and the ashes scattered.
His eyes widened, almost unable to believe what he saw.
He stared at the ordinary, even a little dull bald head on the screen.
He murmured subconsciously:
“Saitama?”
“This name…why does it sound so ordinary?”
“That’s it?”
“Can this also make the villain despair?”
Luffy scratched his straw hat hard, the excitement on his face faded a lot, replaced by obvious confusion.
He looked at the bald figure named Saitama in the light screen and couldn’t help but mutter:
“This bald guy…”
“It doesn’t look that great…”
“Can you really make bad guys despair?”
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ActivityRegister as a Filo member and get 200 points![Register Now]Chapter 2 Earth Will? One punch to solve it, because the supermarket is going to have a sale! (Old version)
The light of the sky became more dazzling.
The images began to flow.
A doomsday scene struck the eyes of every observer.
The tall buildings were twisted and deformed, the walls were broken, the streets were shattered, and thick smoke and dust filled the air.
A purple figure that was so huge that it was beyond imagination became the absolute center of the picture.
It stood on the ruins, its body almost breaking through the sky.
The thick and slippery tentacles like an octopus were waving wantonly, and every swing was accompanied by a scream that tore through the air.
The space seemed to be slightly distorted by the stirring of the tentacles.
An extremely huge single eye, embedded in the center of its body, flashed a cold, crazy light without a trace of emotion.
It overlooked the shattered earth beneath its feet, its eyes filled with the indifference of a creator.
This breath penetrated the light curtain, causing creatures from different worlds to feel a shudder from the depths of their souls.
[Representing the will of the Earth, destroying humanity! ]A line of huge, blood-red subtitles was imprinted at the bottom of the screen.
Between the lines, there is an unquestionable will to destroy.
Cold, absolute, and irresistible.
This is its identity declaration and its ultimate purpose.
Creatures from countless worlds took a deep breath at this moment.
My heart seemed to be grasped by an invisible hand.
The will of the earth?
What a terrifying existence this is?
A dimension beyond mortal comprehension.
Are humans really going to have to face enemies of this level?
This is not a battle at all, but a trial.
Just when everyone was shocked by this desperate scene and declaration.
A figure appeared to break into the picture at an inopportune moment.
His steps were casual, even a little lazy.
She was wearing a bright yellow, cheap-looking bodysuit.
He wore a simple white cape behind him, which swayed slightly as he walked.
The most eye-catching thing is his bald head, which reflects a strange luster under the interweaving of the smoke and dust filled with the ruins and the strange light of the sky.
He looked like an ordinary citizen who was lost.
It formed a strong and absurd contrast with the surrounding doomsday scenes of destruction.
This bald man is the Saitama mentioned in the previous title.
The self-proclaimed “hero who does it for fun”.
He stopped and looked at the huge, ferocious purple giant in front of him – the Vaccine Man.
There was no trace of the nervousness on his face that one would have when facing a strong enemy.
There was no anger, no fear, not even solemnity.
He just frowned slightly, as if he was worried about some daily trivial matters.
That expression contained an obvious annoyance.
The Vaccine Man’s huge single eye noticed this human being who was as tiny as an ant.
It let out a low laugh like rolling thunder.
The voice was full of condescending contempt and disdain for weak lives.
“Another one coming to commit suicide?”
“Stupid guy!”
“Your human resistance is totally meaningless!”
“I will represent the great will of the Earth and completely eliminate you parasites on the surface! You despicable destroyers!”
However, Saitama seemed to have completely ignored the Vaccine Man’s eardrum-shattering roar.
His attention was not at all on the giant monster in front of him that was emitting an aura of destruction.
He just kept to himself, mumbling in a low voice that only he could hear.
His tone was filled with genuine regret, and even a hint of barely perceptible anxiety.
“Oh… that’s bad…”
“Today is the supermarket’s special sale day!”
“Limited edition kelp, and the half-price beef…”
“If you miss it, it will be a huge loss!”
This whisper, though light, seemed to have the power to penetrate everything.
Through the skylight, the sound is clearly transmitted to the ears of every viewer.
The brains of countless creatures in the world suddenly crashed.
My mind went into a brief blank.
Faced with a horrific disaster that represents the will of the planet and threatens to exterminate humanity.
This bald head…
He is actually worried about the supermarket sales?
He was actually thinking about kelp and beef?
This…what on earth is this…
Outrageous?
Or is it that his mental structure is fundamentally different from that of ordinary people?
The Vaccine People were also clearly angered by this complete disregard.
The muscles on its tentacles bulged, and a tyrannical light flashed in its one eye. It was about to launch an attack and completely crush this tiny human who was ignorant of life and death and still thinking about buying vegetables into powder.
At this moment, Saitama’s gaze finally shifted away from his regret over the supermarket sale.
He raised his head, his eyes falling on the large frame of the Vaccine Man.
His expression still showed the regret of “Oh, what a pity I missed the discount.”
It was as if the huge threat before him was really just an inconspicuous obstacle blocking his way to the supermarket.
Something that is a little bit troublesome and needs to be cleaned up.
Next second.
He just raised his right hand casually, even perfunctorily.
Extend your arms forward.
make a fist.
He threw a light punch in the direction of the Vaccine Man.
There was no earth-shattering explosion of energy.
There is no terrifying pressure that can destroy the world.
Even the surrounding air did not experience violent vibrations.
Everything seemed so bland.
There was only a very slight “pop” sound, as if something was punctured.
The sound seemed particularly abrupt and clear in the environment that was just filled with the roars of the vaccine men and the noise of the ruins.
Immediately following.
A scene that made all viewers’ eyes burst and their minds stop happened.
The purple giant vaccine man who is as big as a mountain and exudes an aura of despair.
That terrifying existence that claims to represent the will of the earth.
Its body, like a cheap balloon filled with air, was gently punctured by an invisible needle.
There was no process, no struggle.
Suddenly exploded!
It broke into pieces in an instant!
The huge body turned into purple fragments and sticky liquid flying all over the sky.
It was as if a huge, bizarre, yet fleeting flower of death had forcefully bloomed in the gray, doomsday sky.
Even its huge single eye that was flashing with crazy light was completely shattered and evaporated by this punch.
No recognizable residue was left.
The whole process was eerily peaceful.
It was as if the huge monster just now had never existed.
Saitama retracted his fist, and there was not even a trace of filth on it.
He watched the sky gradually return to calm after the Vaccine Man exploded.
The regret on his face about possibly missing out on the supermarket sale still remained.
He sighed softly and talked to himself again.
There was a barely perceptible hint of complaint in his voice.
“Oh, it’s all this guy’s fault…”
“It wasted a little of my time.”
“I hope I can get there now so I can still buy the discounted beef…”
After saying this, he seemed to be really ready to turn around and walk towards what he thought was the supermarket.
One Punch Man World.
The Hero Association Headquarters.
In front of the huge surveillance screen, you can hear a pin drop.
Countless heroes, including those battle-hardened S-class heroes, and the association’s staff.
They all froze in place as if they were cast under a petrification spell.
They stared in amazement at what was happening in the sky.
The mouth is open wide enough to fit an egg.
Just now he was so arrogant and declared that he would destroy humanity…
Just like that…
Being punched…
Flash sale?
Not even qualified enough to make that bald guy take you seriously?
He is still thinking about the supermarket specials? ?
Xichi, the S-class hero who is in charge of the association’s operations, had cold sweat dripping down his forehead like a stream.
He stared at the ordinary, even a little dull, bald figure in the sky.
He felt his throat was extremely dry.
The voice he murmured to himself trembled violently with disbelief.
“really……”
“The power of Teacher Saitama…”
“From the very beginning… it was completely out of specification!”
“That kind of… that kind of light punch…”
“It’s simply unimaginable…what kind of horror…what kind of outrageous power is contained in it!”
He always knew that Saitama was strong, but he never thought that he would be this strong!
This is no longer a question of strength or not, this is… this is outside the rules!
The other heroes, whether it was Atomic Samurai, Flash Flash, or the Sexy Prisoner, were all gasping for cold air at this moment.
Their eyes were filled with shock, and a hint of…fear.
They have always had some suspicions about the bald guy who always steals their credit but has no sense of being a hero.
But seeing it with my own eyes was like a god wiping out an ant in an instant.
It still makes them feel the throbbing and awe deep in their souls.
Is this really a power that humans can possess?
The world of spirit cage.
Towering into the clouds, it is like a lighthouse on a lonely island at the end of the world.
In the control room, Ran Bing’s clear and beautiful eyes were fixed on the light screen suspended in the air.
Her delicate and slightly pale face was filled with disbelief at this moment.
The aura of despair emanating from the terrifying monster that just called itself “The Will of the Earth” almost suffocated her.
In her world, such an existence is enough to easily destroy the entire lighthouse.
But……
it turns out……
Just beaten to pieces with just one punch?
And the so-called “will of the earth” disappeared like a joke?
She instinctively covered her lips with her hand to stop the exclamation from escaping.
But her murmurings sounded like the talk in a dream, so soft that they seemed like they could be blown away by the wind at any time.
“The will of the earth…”
“Such a terrifying existence…”
“Just like that… I was punched…”
“for……”
“Supermarket special?”
This reason, more than the punch itself, made her feel more absurd.
How could there be someone in this world who is so powerful, yet so… casual?
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Chapter 3: The House of Evolution? Mosquitoes are more troublesome than you! (Old version)
The light of the sky changed again.
The eyes of all the heavens and worlds were drawn to this brand new scene.
In the center of the city, on top of a ruin.
A charming and strange female monster was suspended in the air.
She has the beautiful face of a human female, with attractive curves and a very seductive body.
However, behind her spread out a pair of huge mosquito wings covered with fine dark red lines.
Every flap of the wings made a heart-pounding low hum, and the air vibrated.
Countless swarms of mosquitoes were like rolling black clouds, covering the sky and the sun.
They swirled and danced madly around her, forming a huge, wriggling vortex.
On the ground, there were broken streets, overturned vehicles, and dark red bloodstains that had not yet dried.
The mosquitoes greedily sucked any remaining liquid on the ground, making a sucking sound that made your scalp tingle.
In the picture, a fiery figure is fighting fiercely with the mosquito-like female monster.
That was a young cyborg hero.
The short silver hair fluttered unrestrainedly in the night wind.
The mechanical body gleamed with a cold metallic luster, reflecting the remaining lights of the city.
His body was covered with scars from battle, and his metal shell was covered with scratches and dents.
There were even sporadic sparks flying from some joints.
The light of the energy cannon flickered on his arms, spurting out scorching beams in an attempt to stop the mosquito swarm’s invasion.
However, faced with a huge swarm of mosquitoes strengthened by monsters, he seemed overwhelmed.
The Mosquito Girl was suspended in the air, with a cruel smile on her lips, controlling her creation.
Most of the attacks of the cyborg heroes were blocked by the dense swarms of mosquitoes, or cleverly avoided by the mosquito girl.
He was becoming increasingly overwhelmed, his defense circle was constantly being compressed, and he was losing ground.
[The cyborg hero Genos is fighting fiercely with the monster Mosquito Girl! ]A line of cold golden subtitles appeared below the sky.
The subtitles succinctly introduce the identities of the two sides in the battle.
In the world of countless technological civilizations, the audience in front of the screen held their breath.
They are aware of the powerful combat capability of the cyborg heroes. Their sophisticated mechanical structure and powerful energy weapons represent the pinnacle of technology.
But faced with such strange and terrifying monsters, they couldn’t help but worry for Genos.
This biological, almost endless enemy is the nemesis of technological creations.
In the picture, Genos has pushed the engine power to its limit.
He unleashed jets of blazing flames, and a huge dragon of fire roared into the sky, trying to burn the disgusting swarm of mosquitoes.
The orange-red flames lit up half of the night sky.
But those mosquitoes seemed to be fearless and even aroused by the flames.
They pounced on Genos one after another, their sharp mouthparts easily piercing the areas with weaker defenses on his body surface and sucking out the remaining energy liquid in his body.
His mechanical limbs were covered with tiny wounds, so densely packed that they were shocking to look at.
That was a penetrating wound caused by the sharp mouthparts of the enhanced mosquito.
“Ugh!”
Genos growled in pain.
His energy core indicator light was flashing red madly, sounding an overload alarm.
The energy is running out.
There was a flash of determination in his eyes.
He made the final decision – to initiate the self-destruction program!
Even if I die, I must die together with this horrible monster!
The core energy began to fluctuate violently and unstably.
The smell of destruction began to spread.
At this critical moment.
The familiar bald figure suddenly appeared on the battlefield again.
There was no sign, just like someone just walking by.
He seemed to have just arrived, and there was a leisurely expression on his face, as if it had nothing to do with him.
He even looked up at the ruins around him, as if trying to identify the direction.
This leisurely posture seems out of place with the tense, depressing and destructive atmosphere around it.
The mosquito girl’s huge compound eyes, covered with countless tiny crystals, noticed the new intruder.
A bald head? Looks ordinary.
She let out a sharp and piercing scream, the sound was like metal friction, piercing the eardrum.
In an instant, she controlled a group of enhanced mosquitoes that had sucked enough blood, became larger in size, and had a more ferocious aura.
Attacking Saitama like an overwhelming force.
Not only are these mosquitoes astonishing in number, but they are also extremely fast and their flight paths are irregular.
Their mouthparts gleamed dimly in the moonlight, possessing terrifying penetrating power, enough to easily pierce armor made of steel.
The mosquitoes swarmed in like a black tornado of death.
However, facing this swarm of mosquitoes is enough to make any hero’s scalp tingle.
Saitama just frowned impatiently.
He waved his hand.
His movements were as casual as if he were shooing away a few annoying flies on a summer evening.
The trajectory of the arm swing is simple and direct.
The seemingly light wave did not even create any noticeable sound of wind.
But it brought about an invisible, heart-pounding terrifying force.
It was like a gentle breath from the gods.
In an instant, the huge and ferocious swarm of mosquitoes seemed to have hit an invisible wall.
It was like being swept away by an irresistible gale.
Countless mosquitoes exploded in mid-air and turned into tiny fragments.
The remaining mosquitoes were blown into pieces and fell like autumn leaves.
The black “rainstorm” fell all over the ground.
With just a wave of his hand, the swarm of mosquitoes that had put Genos in a desperate situation just now disappeared.
The next moment, Saitama’s gaze seemed to finally lock onto the truly “annoying” target in his eyes.
That is not the mosquito girl floating in the air.
Nor were they the swarms of mosquitoes that remained around.
It is a relatively large mosquito.
It happened to stop on the charming and beautiful face of the Mosquito Girl.
Near the corner of the mouth.
It seemed to be still greedily sucking something.
Bang!
A loud and crisp slap.
It looks particularly abrupt in the silent night sky.
It even drowned out the crackling sounds of burning buildings in the distance.
Without any warning, Saitama slapped Mosquito Girl in the face.
It seemed that his goal was just to slap the mosquito that landed on his face to death.
That seemingly random blow.
Even with a bit of anger in my heart.
But it contains unimaginable and incomprehensible terrifying power.
The enchanting face of the Mosquito Girl was distorted violently as if a stone was thrown into the water the moment his palms made contact.
Her expression was frozen in shock and pain.
Her body felt as if it had been hit head-on by a heavy train running at full speed.
Let out a short and shrill scream.
The whole person flew backwards uncontrollably like a kite with a broken string.
The speed of flight is so fast that it is almost impossible to capture with the naked eye.
Her body crashed through several tall buildings one after another.
The solid reinforced concrete wall seemed as fragile as paper in front of her and collapsed with a loud bang.
Gravel and dust flew everywhere.
Finally, she hit an exceptionally thick load-bearing wall hard.
There was a deafening roar!
The whole building shook violently.
The air was filled with smoke and dust.
The picture freezes.
On the wall covered with huge spider-web-like cracks.
The mosquito girl’s body was deeply embedded in it in a twisted posture.
Her abdomen, the part that stored the blood she sucked, had completely exploded.
The sticky, smelly dark red blood spurted out like a flower of death.
Instantly dyed large areas of the surrounding walls red.
Her compound eyes, which were once full of evil charm, now lost all their luster and became dull and lifeless.
The breath of life completely dissipated, like a candle flame blown out by a strong wind.
It’s worse than dead.
Saitama slowly withdrew his hand.
He looked down at the palm of his hand.
It was stained with a little mosquito debris and blood.
He frowned, with a lingering look of disgust on his face.
“Really.”
He muttered, his voice not loud, but it was clearly heard by Genos who survived the disaster nearby.
“Mosquitoes are trouble.”
“Killing one will attract a whole bunch.”
“Be sure to bring insect repellent with you next time you go out.”
After he finished speaking, he seemed to notice Genos, who was half-kneeling on the ground next to him, with his energy exhausted and about to self-destruct.
Wuliuqi world.
Chicken Island.
The sun is shining and the sea breeze is blowing.
I was walking around the streets, thinking about what to eat for lunch today, and also looking for Wu Liuqi to see if there were any business opportunities.
He happened to look up and saw what was happening in the sky.
The professional hairdresser’s scissors in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.
The mouth was open wide enough to fit an egg, maybe two.
He looked at the bald head in the sky in disbelief.
Watch him casually wave his hand to blow away the mosquitoes.
I watched as he slapped the powerful-looking female monster into the wall and turned her into a pulp in order to kill a mosquito.
He couldn’t help but exclaim, breaking the tranquility of the island streets.
The tone was filled with indescribable shock and a kind of admiration from the heart.
“Boss!”
He muttered to himself, his eyes wide.
He calls himself the best hairstylist on Chicken Island, and perhaps the best assassin (although he often fails).
But compared to the bald guy in the sky…
That’s simply…
Fireflies and the sun!
It’s totally not in the same dimension!
Can such a terrifying monster be killed with just a slap?
This power is too outrageous!
And…it seems like the boss is just trying to kill mosquitoes?
This reason… is even more… incomprehensible than the slap itself!
Wu Liuqi picked up the scissors on the ground and scratched his messy hair.
The world of the big guys is indeed not something that a low-level assassin like him can understand.
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Chapter 4 Sonic Ninja? Your speed is too slow! (Old version)
The sky screen image flows again.
This time, what was presented to all creatures in the world was an open but silent space.
The surrounding area seems to be a factory area that has been abandoned for a long time.
The huge rusty pipes are winding and crisscrossing like the skeleton of a dead python.
The dilapidated building stood silently, its walls peeling off, revealing the steel structure inside, like the remains of something that had been gnawed away.
In the center of the picture, a figure attracted all attention.
It was a man in a tight black ninja suit.
He is thin, but has the agility and strength of a cheetah.
His whole body exudes a sharp aura like a blade drawn from its sheath, making people dare not look directly at him.
His eyes were sharp and full of absolute confidence, as if everything in the world slowed down a beat in his eyes.
Speed ​​is his most powerful weapon and the capital that enables him to do whatever he wants.
On his back, there were several peculiarly shaped ninja swords slung diagonally, and the handles of the swords gleamed with a cold luster under the sparse light.
[Sonic the Speed ​​​​of Sonic challenges the hero Saitama who is just interested in it! 】
A line of cold subtitles appeared at the right time, pointing out the identity of the black-clad ninja and the purpose of his trip.
“Sonic?”
In countless worlds where martial arts flourish, the pupils of those powerful people who pursue the ultimate speed shrink slightly.
The name “Sonic” itself is an ultimate declaration.
The speed of this ninja must have reached a terrifying level that is unimaginable or even inconceivable to ordinary people.
Wu Liuqi had just picked up the scissors and had not yet fully recovered from the shock of the bald boss casually slapping the mosquito banshee to death.
At this moment, I saw this new black-clad ninja again.
“The speed of sound? It sounds so fast!”
He muttered to himself, his eyes attracted involuntarily.
In the picture, the ninja named Sonic moved!
His figure shook violently.
The next moment, only a faint shadow was left on the spot, and he himself turned into a black lightning that was almost impossible to capture with the naked eye.
Too fast!
So fast that it exceeds the limits of dynamic vision!
In just a blink of an eye, ten extremely clear afterimages appeared out of thin air around him.
Each afterimage was lifelike, with different movements, as if ten Sonics existed in different positions at the same time, firmly locking onto the bald man in the center of the venue.
A murderous atmosphere instantly spread.
[Secret Technique! Ten Shadow Burial!]A line of golden subtitles appeared again below the sky, revealing the name of the amazing ninjutsu performed by Sonic.
This is not simply a smoke screen.
The ten afterimages were not illusions. They were like ten unsheathed sharp swords, rushing towards Saitama who was standing in the same place from all directions, up and down, left and right, at an incredible speed that human nerve reactions could not catch up with!
Each afterimage was accompanied by a sharp whistle that tore through the air.
They blocked all of Saitama’s space to dodge, forming a web of death woven by speed.
The continuous shrieks were enough to prove the terrifying power contained in this blow that could cut through and shatter everything.
All the viewers held their breath.
Faced with this inevitable and unstoppable situation that was like a violent storm, Saitama finally made his move.
He didn’t put up any defensive stance.
There was no earth-shattering aura emanating from him.
He didn’t even look at the afterimages that were almost blurry.
He jumped left and right casually, even a little lazily, like an ordinary pedestrian who was walking in the park and suddenly encountered a few annoying flying insects.
Jump to the left.
Jump to the right.
The action is ridiculously simple.
However, this seemingly funny jumping left and right like a child playing, actually demonstrates an extreme speed that is beyond common sense and subverts cognition!
Every seemingly random movement happened in a flash, and appeared just a fraction of the way away from Sonic’s lightning-fast attack.
Those fierce attacks that were powerful enough to cut through steel and tear the sound barrier all seemed to pierce into the void, and without exception fell into the air, not even touching the corner of Saitama’s clothes.
The speed that Sonic was proud of, which was enough to make countless strong men despair, seemed so clumsy and ridiculous in front of this bald man, like a movie scene with the slow-motion button pressed.
Sonic’s pupils suddenly contracted into the most dangerous needle-like shape.
The confidence and sharpness in his eyes were instantly replaced by an expression of incredible horror.
How is that possible? !
How is this possible? !
He had never met, or even imagined, an opponent whose speed could reach such a level!
His speed has always been his greatest pride and his strongest reliance for survival and defeating countless powerful enemies.
But in front of this ordinary-looking bald man, he was so vulnerable!
Alarm bells were ringing in his heart, and every cell was screaming danger.
He instantly realized that he had greatly underestimated, no, completely misjudged this seemingly ordinary man!
Must keep distance!
I must use my speed advantage to find another opportunity, otherwise…
Sonic’s thoughts raced, his body turned into a black line, and he tried to retreat quickly.
However, he is fast.
Saitama is faster than him!
The bald man’s figure appeared without warning on his retreating route like a ghost, following closely behind him like an inescapable shadow, leaving him no chance to distance himself or to catch his breath.
The distance is being shortened at a speed visible to the naked eye!
Fear, like a cold tide, instantly flooded Sonic’s heart.
“Hey, you…”
Sonic tried to say something, maybe a warning, maybe a plea for mercy, to stop this nightmare-like bald man from approaching.
However, Saitama seemed to have completely lost his patience to continue playing with him.
He frowned slightly, and a rare look of obvious impatience appeared on his face, which had never changed for thousands of years.
He casually lifted one of his red-booted feet.
Facing the direction Sonic was rushing towards, towards his abdomen.
Just a gentle tap.
The action was light and casual, as if he was just trying to kick away a stone at his feet.
Boom!
An extremely dull sound was heard, as if a huge hammer was hitting a war drum covered with thick leather.
The sound was not particularly loud, but it was clearly heard by countless creatures who were watching this scene through the sky, causing their hearts to skip a beat.
Sonic’s body was like being hit head-on by an invisible battering ram.
A short, shrill scream came out of his mouth, which was not even fully uttered.
The whole person instantly bent like a cooked shrimp.
Then, like a cannonball fired from a gun, it flew backwards into the air at a speed even faster than when it came!
His body was spinning uncontrollably in the air at high speed, drawing a tragic arc filled with despair and pain.
Finally, it crossed a distance of dozens of meters and fell heavily on the ground in the distance.
Boom!!!
A deafening roar erupted!
The hard ground collapsed downwards in an instant as if it had been hit by a meteorite, forming a huge deep pit with a diameter of several meters.
The dust rose into the sky like an explosion, blocking the view.
The smoke and dust slowly dissipated.
Sonic was lying at the bottom of the pit.
His originally stylish black ninja uniform was now covered in dirt and dark red liquid that came from nowhere.
His body lay there in an extremely twisted posture, occasionally twitching violently, indicating that he had not died immediately, but that was all.
He completely lost all his ability to fight and couldn’t even move a finger.
Saitama slowly walked to the edge of the pit.
He lowered his head and looked down at Sonic, who was lying at the bottom of the pit, dying, his life or death unknown.
His face still had that calm expression, as if he had just stepped on a bug to death.
He said lightly.
【You are too slow. 】
Naruto world.
In the Akatsuki base.
There was an eerie silence in front of the huge sky screen.
The speed that Sonic just displayed was enough to frighten even these Kage-level rebel ninjas.
But the result…
Deidara crossed his arms across his chest, looked at the Sonic Ninja in the picture who was kicked into the pit like a dead dog, and curled his lips.
He gave his signature “hmm” sound, his tone full of undisguised disdain.
“Humph, what’s the use of speed?”
“It’s so fancy, but in the end, he was still killed in one blow, right?”
“Real art is that fleeting explosion! Hmm!”
There was a gleam of enthusiasm for explosions in his eyes, and he sneered at this fighting style that relied purely on speed.
Wu Liuqi opened his mouth wide and never closed it.
That ninja who looks super fast and super powerful, whose name is “Sonic”…
Being kicked by a big guy…
Kicked away?
And you still say that others are slow?
The boss’s world… is indeed the sun! A firefly assassin like him is not even qualified to look up to it!
Chapter 5 The Lord of the Universe Arrives! A Challenge That Risks Your Life! (Old Version)
The light of the sky suddenly surged, reaching an unprecedented level of grandeur and brilliance.
The creatures in countless worlds, no matter how strong or weak, couldn’t help but look up at this moment, gazing at the sky filled with endless light.
In the picture, there appeared a huge space battleship that exceeded any imagination limit.
It does not rely on conventional power to fly, but rather it is as if the void itself is making way for its arrival, silently occupying the real space.
It floats there quietly, like a moving continent floating in the universe, cold and dead.
The phrase “blocking out the sky and the sun” seems so pale and powerless in front of it.
A figure filled with an absolute sense of oppression slowly walked out from the hatch of the huge battleship that was cracked like a mountain.
The light outlined him behind him before revealing his full form.
It was a cosmic life with an extremely powerful and sturdy body.
He has only one eye, located in the center of his face, and his skin is a deep and mysterious blue.
His body was covered in a set of strange armor that looked heavy but was obviously designed for restraint rather than protection, and it was filled with a tense feeling of power about to burst out.
His eyes, that one eye, were cold and ruthless, yet concealed a hint of imperceptible fatigue and expectation.
Just casually sweeping across the land below, wherever his sight reached, countless powerful people hidden around the world felt a shiver deep in their souls.
He naturally exuded a terrifying aura of destruction.
This was not a deliberate release, but simply the effect of his presence.
The aftermath of the energy that escaped, like a physical shock wave, spread to all the heavens and worlds.
The top powers in countless worlds felt an indescribable sense of suffocation at this moment.
It was as if an invisible giant hand, spanning the distance of time and space, tightly grasped their throats, making it difficult for them to even breathe.
[He is the overlord who dominates the universe and has never been defeated.]A line of subtitles burning with golden flames was imprinted on the sky like an oracle.
Every word seemed to contain mountains of corpses and seas of blood, revealing the horrific origin and glorious achievements of this one-eyed alien.
Travel across the universe!
Never lost!
When the powerful people from countless worlds saw this line of words, they couldn’t help but gasp for a breath of cold air.
What a terrifying existence this is!
Does this mean that he has flattened many planets, destroyed many civilizations, and defeated many pretentious strongmen?
[In order to seek a hearty battle, according to an ancient prophecy, I came to Earth after spending twenty years. 】
Another line of subtitles appeared, revealing the purpose of this cosmic overlord’s arrival on this remote planet.
Just to seek a battle!
Moreover, it took a full twenty years to achieve this illusory goal!
This almost paranoid persistence and absolute confidence in one’s own strength make all viewers feel a deep awe and even stronger uneasiness.
How destructive could a madman who could wait twenty years for a fight be?
The images began to scroll quickly.
The camera focuses on the cosmic overlord named Boros.
After he came to the earth, he displayed his invincible and terrifying power.
Several blurry but tragic clips flashed across the screen.
Several beings emitting powerful auras and labeled as “S-class heroes” tried to stop him from moving forward.
However, their attacks were like a breeze blowing over the mountains and could not shake Boros at all.
Just a casual wave, or the aftermath of energy.
Those powerful beings that once protected the earth and were revered by countless people were easily defeated like dry dry weeds and rotten wood.
Some people’s bodies were directly blown to pieces.
Some people were completely annihilated by the terrifying energy torrent.
Someone is twisted and deformed by forces that are beyond comprehension.
In front of him, they were completely powerless and as fragile as toys in the hands of children, being destroyed and abandoned at will.
Boros finally stood on a vast expanse of ruins.
Below you are a once prosperous city, but now only ruins and burning flames remain.
He looked around, as if searching for something.
The fire burning in that single eye was not anger, but an extreme desire to fight.
Finally, his gaze penetrated the dense smoke and dust and locked onto a familiar figure standing calmly in the distance.
The bald man in the yellow jumpsuit and white cape.
Saitama.
Boros looked at Saitama.
An unprecedented excitement and fanatical fighting spirit instantly burned in that deep single eye.
The expectations that had been pent up for twenty years finally found an outlet at this moment.
His voice, full of magnetism and the texture of metallic friction, resounded through the heavens and earth like thunder, shaking the air and making it hum:
“Finally found it!”
“The predicted opponent!”
“A strong man who can make me give my all!”
“Come on! Let me see your true power!”
As he uttered the last word, it seemed like some kind of command or switch.
“Crack—”
The seemingly extremely solid armor that bound him suddenly burst into a dazzling light from the inside, and then shattered into pieces!
Countless fragments shot out in all directions like meteors, embedding deeply into the ground and remaining buildings.
The armor was not destroyed by external force, but was burst by the uncontrollable surging power from within!
Revealing his true body, which was wilder, more ferocious, and full of explosive power.
A burning light emanated from beneath his blue skin.
His energy was like a volcano that had been dormant for billions of years, erupting completely at this moment!
The deep blue energy flames were like a raging tide, surging and roaring wildly in all directions with him as the center!
The surrounding air was completely ignited and distorted, and the space seemed to be rippling.
At this moment, his speed, strength, and reaction soared to limits that were unimaginable for mortals and even many gods!
His aura was like that of an ancient god or demon who had broken free from the last shackles. It was extremely terrifying and overwhelming.
【Meteor burst form! 】
Below the sky curtain, a line of subtitles appeared, which carried a strong sense of oppression and speed.
Announced that Boros had entered his strongest combat form.
His figure disappeared from the spot in an instant.
The next moment, his speed had far exceeded the limit of the speed of light!
In the earth’s atmosphere, all you can see are dark blue streaks of light that are completely invisible to the naked eye, crisscrossing like crazy lightning.
Every turn in the trajectory is accompanied by a terrifying sonic boom that tears through the air.
Every seemingly random attack was like a meteorite falling from outer space, containing terrifying energy that could easily destroy a prosperous city.
The entire earth, this tiny blue planet, seemed to be trembling slightly under the terrifying power he displayed at this moment.
The earth groaned as if it could not bear the heavy weight, and its fragile crust seemed like it would collapse at any time.
Dragon Ball World.
The distant and sacred world of destruction.
Lord Beerus was lazily lying on a floating island in the sky, taking a comfortable nap, his tail occasionally sweeping the ground.
A powerful energy fluctuation from a distant cosmic dimension, although insignificant to him, was transmitted clearly.
He moved his long ears slightly.
He yawned lazily, revealing his sharp teeth.
He slightly opened his purple eyes, which contained supreme destructive power.
He casually glanced at the scene in the sky.
That huge battleship and the one-eyed alien who was emitting amazing energy.
“oh?”
The Destroyer’s voice was a little hoarse and careless, as if he had just woken up.
It seemed that he had no interest in any existence that claimed to be “powerful” unless it could threaten his sleep or food.
He took in the level of energy that Boros was exploding.
The power that was enough to make countless worlds tremble seemed commonplace in his eyes.
He commented nonchalantly:
“The energy is pretty good.”
Beerus licked his lips, as if he had thought of something, and added another sentence, his voice still lazy.
“It’s barely enough to fill the gap between Wes’s teeth.”
Chapter 6 Meteor Explosion? Then just use continuous normal punches (old version)
The sky scene suddenly zoomed in.
All eyes across dimensions were forced to focus on the scorched earth battlefield.
The fate of our planet hangs in the balance.
Boros, the master of the universe.
He is currently in a “meteor burst” state that exceeds the speed of light.
The power it displays is enough to make any civilization feel utter despair.
Deep blue energy flames danced wildly on his body, as if he was wearing a coat made of destruction.
His figure turned into a series of blurry afterimages, rapidly shuttling through the distorted air.
Every movement leaves traces of space being torn.
Every punch.
Every kick.
They all carry a terrifying energy that is enough to easily flatten an entire metropolis.
He was like a tireless blue lightning, bombarding the man in front of him madly.
That bald guy.
The audience’s retinas can only capture intermittent blue light and shadows.
Those were the traces left by Boros, whose speed was so fast that it exceeded the limit of vision.
Every time he attacked, the space let out a whine as if it was overwhelmed.
The deafening explosions continued.
The ruins beneath their feet, which had already been reduced to dust, were further crushed and evaporated with every indirect collision of their strength.
The remaining building structures are like fragile building blocks, constantly collapsing, breaking, and turning into dust.
The entire earth’s atmosphere seemed to be rolling violently under this energy impact that exceeded the limit.
It seemed as if it would be completely torn apart in the next second.
Sudden.
A blue light that was condensed to the extreme, like a dead star that had fallen out of orbit.
It cuts through the chaotic sky.
With an unmatched momentum, he struck Saitama’s body hard.
An unimaginable impact force instantly erupts at the point of contact!
Saitama’s figure was like a cannonball hit head-on by an invisible giant cannon.
He flew backwards at an astonishing speed beyond imagination.
Its trajectory is straight.
The goal is clear.
Rushed straight into the dark and cold deep space!
All the creatures watching this scene through the sky, no matter which world they were in, felt as if their thoughts had stagnated.
They were stunned.
The eyeballs almost bulge out of their sockets.
Saitama’s figure didn’t slow down at all.
He directly crashed into the silver planet that was hanging in the night sky of the earth, emitting a cool light!
Moon!
boom–!!!
Although we are in a vacuum and sound cannot be transmitted, the image of the collision itself brings an unparalleled sense of impact.
A huge force exploded on the surface of the moon.
A clearly visible, huge circular crater instantly appeared on the originally flat lunar surface.
Countless lunar soil and gravel were thrown up by the huge kinetic energy, splashing and spreading into the surrounding vacuum environment like a fountain.
The power of this attack is enough to render any planetary defense system ineffective.
It is enough to terrify countless warriors who claim to be powerful.
However.
Just when everyone thought that the bald man would be smashed to pieces, or at least seriously injured.
A scene that made people’s eyes drop and jaws dislocate occurred.
Just the next moment after the impact.
There was hardly any pause.
Saitama’s figure appeared in everyone’s sight again!
He was unharmed.
It was as if the impact just now, which was enough to change the topography of the moon, was just a stone thrown by a naughty child.
He suddenly jumped up from the center of the huge crater.
The movements are smooth and natural.
It’s like a ball that is compressed to the extreme and then suddenly bounces back.
It was like just jumping around on the surface of the moon.
His figure cut through the silent space and returned to the Earth’s atmosphere at an astonishing speed.
Back in front of Boros.
It landed steadily on the devastated ruins.
The expression on his face was still as calm as ever, as if he was indifferent to everything.
It’s just that the iconic yellow tights on his body seemed to be damaged in several places due to the collision and high-speed crossing just now.
The edges are still slightly charred.
This made him look a little embarrassed.
But this slight embarrassment was nothing compared to his feat of withstanding a planet-destroying attack and returning from the moon in seconds.
It was great to see Saitama return from the moon so easily.
Not even a scratch was left.
The burning fighting spirit in Boros’s only remaining eye seemed to be poured with boiling oil, instantly becoming more intense and crazier!
Far from being discouraged by the ineffectiveness of his attack, he did not lose heart.
Instead, I was extremely excited!
He opened his mouth and let out a deafening roar filled with ecstasy:
“really!”
“You are indeed the opponent who can make me! Boros! have fun!”
“You withstood my full-strength attack, yet you are still completely unscathed! You don’t even show a trace of fatigue!”
“That’s great! That’s really great!”
“Next! I’ll show you my even more powerful strength!”
Along with his roar, even more terrifying energy began to accumulate and compress frantically in his body.
The space around him began to groan as it was overwhelmed by the rapid gathering of this power.
The light is distorted.
The air is expelled.
The invisible energy field spread like a storm, shaking the earth.
Facing Boros, who was in high spirits and had his energy level raised again, he was ready to launch a stronger attack.
There seemed to be a very subtle change on Saitama’s face, which had remained calm for thousands of years.
He seemed… a little more serious.
He adjusted his stance slightly.
The body sinks.
Bend your legs slightly.
He adopted a boxing stance that still looked somewhat casual, but clearly more aggressive than before.
The pair of eyes that always seemed a little dull and lifeless also became a little sharper at this moment.
It was as if a corner of a dusty gem was wiped off, revealing a startling edge.
Just when Boros finished accumulating strength, his figure turned into a blue meteor and was about to rush in front of Saitama again.
Saitama uttered a few words lightly.
The sound is not loud.
But it was clearly heard by every audience member.
【continuous……】
【Ordinary punch.】
The moment the words fell.
A scene that is hard to describe in words happened!
The afterimages of countless fists were like a frenzy that had broken free from the constraints of time.
It was like a sudden storm that covered the sky and the earth.
From Saitama’s seemingly ordinary fist, crazy bursts out!
These fist shadows are densely packed.
Layer upon layer.
It instantly filled every inch of space in front of Boros!
Every fist shadow is extremely solid.
Their speed is extremely fast.
It even surpassed Boros’ reaction limit in “Meteor Burst” form, which has already exceeded the speed of light!
For the first time, an expression of disbelief and astonishment appeared in Boros’s one eye.
He didn’t even have time to make any effective defensive or evasive moves!
Every seemingly “ordinary” punch.
They all contain terrifying power that is enough to collapse mountains and evaporate the ocean!
The fist rubbed violently against the air, making a whistling sound sharp enough to pierce the eardrums.
Countless invisible shock waves were generated, collided, and annihilated between the fist shadows.
Kakarot, who was training on King Kai’s planet, suddenly widened his eyes.
He stared at the fist shadow storm in the sky that seemed like a natural disaster.
His body was shaking slightly from excessive excitement.
He couldn’t help but shout out with his blood boiling:
“What a powerful punch sequence!”
“It’s so fast! Much faster than that one-eyed alien just now!”
“The power is amazing! Every punch feels so strong!”
“I want to learn this trick too!”
His Saiyan fighting instinct was completely ignited at this moment.
His eyes were full of desire.
I wish I could break through the dimensional barrier immediately, rush into the sky screen, and have a good fight with that bald head!
Nadutong, North China regional headquarters.
Xu San sat upright.
On the computer screen in front of him, the program that was originally running rapidly, trying to analyze the data of both sides of the battle, has now completely collapsed.
In front of Saitama’s endless series of ordinary punches like the ocean.
All analytical models.
All calculation formulas.
The moment lost its meaning.
Just like an overloaded server, it crashes directly.
All that was left on the screen was a garbled message of confusion and error.
Xu San pushed his glasses on his nose.
The eyes behind the lenses were filled with incredible shock.
He opened his mouth and muttered to himself, his voice a little dry:
“It is impossible to calculate…”
“It is totally incalculable…”
“This punching speed… this power density…”
“It has… it has completely gone beyond the scope of human understanding and analysis!”
“What kind of monster is this?”
Chapter 7: Collapse Star Roaring Cannon? A serious punch, tearing the sky apart! (Old version)
Above the sky, Boros’ body was covered with dense fist marks.
Every wound was deep enough to see the bone. Purple blood continued to seep out and quickly coagulated in the vacuum of the universe.
His one eye was fixed on Saitama.
The fanatical fighting spirit in his eyes has not subsided.
Instead, it burns even more fiercely, like a star that is about to burn out, releasing its last rays of light.
He understood.
There was a gap between him and the man in front of him that could not be bridged by any strategy or energy.
A bottomless abyss of despair.
The will to fight, at this moment, turned into a pure, desperate madness.
He knew that if he had any reservations, it would be complete nothingness.
He chose the final bet.
The remaining energy in his body, which was still terrifying, began to gather madly towards his gigantic single eye.
The space around the one-eyed creature began to distort violently at a magnitude visible to the naked eye.
Let out a groan of being overwhelmed.
It seemed as if it would collapse completely in the next second.
The entire earth, no, the star region where the earth is located, seemed to feel the destructive force that was gathering.
The planet itself began to tremble violently.
The earth’s crust plates made a teeth-grinding sound of friction.
Countless dormant volcanoes are ready to stir.
The ocean was generating huge waves.
The atmosphere was torn apart by invisible forces, forming energy vortices visible to the naked eye.
Countless creatures on Earth, whether human or monster, are trembling under this terrifying pressure coming from the depths of the universe.
The most primitive fear emerges from the depths of the soul.
【Crashing Star Roaring Cannon!!!】
A roar.
It doesn’t seem like any living thing can emit it.
It was more like the universe itself roaring in anger.
From Boros’s single eye, which condensed all the energy, a huge beam of energy that was difficult to describe with any known color suddenly gushed out!
The diameter of the light column is almost equal to the height of Boros himself.
Its core is pure darkness, as if it can swallow up all light.
The edges flashed with destructive dark purple arcs.
It carries with it a terrifying aura that is enough to annihilate the stars and evaporate all matter.
Like a beam of destructive light that judges everything.
It blasted towards Saitama at a speed beyond imagination!
This is Boros’ strongest attack, burning his life and gambling on his dignity as the overlord of the universe!
He firmly believes it.
No life can survive such pure, concentrated, terrifying force that is enough to flatten the surface of a planet!
Even the bald man in front of him who brought him endless despair would inevitably turn into dust of the universe under this ultimate blow.
Faced with this devastating attack.
Finally, an extremely subtle change appeared on Saitama’s face, which had always been as calm as the surface of a lake.
It was an indescribable seriousness.
He took a deep breath.
His chest rose and fell slightly.
The energy storm surging around seemed to stop at this moment.
The look in his eyes was no longer as casual and indifferent as before.
Became extremely solemn.
It was as if what he was facing was no longer a simple beam of energy.
It was a threat so huge it could destroy the entire planet and threaten everything he cared about.
He slowly clenched his right fist.
The phalanges are closed together.
It makes a crisp sound like the collision of jade.
Each sound was like a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of all living beings watching this scene.
【Serious Series…】
A low voice sounded.
Not loud.
But it carries a murderous intent that penetrates the soul.
Like a sigh from the depths of the Netherworld.
Echoing slowly in the void.
Every word carries unimaginable weight.
【Serious beating!!!】
There was no earth-shattering burst of energy.
Not even a sound.
Just a moment.
A moment of silence as if time was completely frozen.
Saitama clenched his right fist.
Swing forward.
An ordinary punch.
But it seemed to have broken through the eternal darkness.
Like an indestructible sword.
With a speed and power beyond understanding, beyond law.
He fiercely bombarded the Roaring Star-Collapsing Cannon that was powerful enough to destroy the earth!
An incredible scene happened.
Saitama’s fist.
It collided head-on with the terrifying energy beam that condensed all of Boros’s power.
There was no huge explosion as expected.
There is no violent conflict of energy.
The energy beam that was powerful enough to destroy everything became like fragile glass the moment it touched Saitama’s fist.
Saitama’s fist penetrated it easily.
As if it didn’t exist at all.
There was only a crisp sound like glass breaking, echoing strangely in the silent universe.
A more terrifying, purer, and more incomprehensible power burst out from Saitama’s fist!
That is not just a simple physical impact.
Nor is it any known form of energy.
It is a pure “power” itself that transcends the laws of matter and the law of cause and effect.
It completely destroyed the huge beam of energy in an instant.
Destroy with overwhelming force.
Tear it apart.
distortion.
Even, reverse detonation!
The huge energy that made up the light column, in the face of Saitama’s fist, was like a docile sheep encountering a prehistoric beast. It instantly lost all its ferocity and was completely decomposed and annihilated.
The terrifying fist wind.
Like an invisible, sharp blade that splits the world apart.
Not only did it completely destroy the energy beam.
The momentum is not diminishing.
At an unimaginable speed.
Carrying immeasurable power.
It runs through everything ahead.
Through the atmosphere.
It runs through heaven and earth!
The screen switched instantly.
From the depths of the universe.
Overlooking the entire blue planet.
All I saw was an unimaginably huge crack.
The position where Saitama was standing previously is used as the approximate center point.
It was like being chopped down suddenly from outside the universe by an invisible giant axe that spanned the sky and the earth.
The thick clouds in the earth’s atmosphere that stretch for tens of thousands of miles were torn apart neatly and cleanly!
This huge crack.
Its breadth is difficult to estimate.
Its length spans the entire visible sky.
From this side of the earth.
It stretches all the way to the end of the horizon, to the other side of the earth.
It was as if the entire planet’s sky was split into two halves!
On one side is the still intact sea of ​​clouds.
On the other side, there was a vacuum zone that was completely cleared by the fist wind, revealing the dark background of the universe.
Countless creatures on Earth watched this scene in various ways.
And the audience from another world watching through the sky screen.
Everyone was stunned.
My mind went blank.
Completely lost the ability to speak.
It was as if my thoughts had stopped functioning.
The sky of the entire planet.
Was hit by Saitama’s simple punch.
Completely changed!
This is no longer a fight.
This is a miracle.
No.
This is a power that even gods cannot imagine!
Perfect world.
Among the nine heavens and ten earths.
Countless ancient traditions.
There are countless powerful monks who are practicing diligently and in seclusion in the caves.
Whether it is an old monster that has been away from the world for a long time.
He is also a powerful leader who is feared by everyone.
At this moment.
Almost at the same time, they suddenly opened their eyes.
Their gazes seemed to be able to penetrate the barriers of the cave and the walls of the small world.
They looked up at the sky above their respective worlds in disbelief, at the terrifying cracks from another world that appeared simultaneously.
That huge crack seemed to completely split the entire world.
It made them feel an unprecedented shock from the depths of their souls.
And a hint of… awe.
It’s fear!
“One punch…”
“Split the sky?!”
On the top of an ancient fairy mountain shrouded in fairy mist, an old monk with white hair and beard, dressed in a simple Taoist robe, and an aura as deep as the sea, trembled uncontrollably.
He muttered to himself.
His eyes were filled with endless horror and confusion.
They spend their entire lives comprehending the great Dao, absorbing the essence of heaven and earth, and pursuing the elusive supreme power.
But at this moment.
In that sky, the bald man casually threw a punch.
The accomplishments they are proud of.
The magical powers they possess.
The path they pursue.
Seems so small.
So… insignificant.
Is this really a power that mortals can possess?
Or say.
Is this really what the concept of “power” can describe?
It seems to have gone beyond the realm of power.
It reached a level that they could not understand or imagine.
Chapter 8 The End of the Universe Overlord – You Are Already Dead (Old Version)
The sky screen finally freezes.
The devastated ruins were filled with the unique smell of gunpowder after a battle.
In the air, there are still energy fluctuations that have not yet completely dissipated, like invisible ripples, rippling slightly.
Boros, the overlord of the universe, his once invincible and powerful body is now shattered.
Shocking cracks were all over it, as if a piece of fine porcelain had been ruthlessly shattered.
The energy in his body, which had once surged like the vast ocean, now quickly receded and dried up like the receding tide.
The flame of life flickered in his huge one eye.
The light was faint, like a candle in the wind, and it could be completely extinguished at any time.
He breathed hard, each breath weighing heavily.
The cold gravel hurt his broken body, but he seemed to no longer feel it.
That huge single eye still stared stubbornly ahead.
Staring at the bald man standing in front of him, unharmed, Saitama.
His eyes were complicated.
With a hint of satisfaction in finding an opponent.
With a hint of regret for not being able to enjoy it to its fullest.
But more than that, it is a sense of relief that one has finally found and fought against one’s destined opponent.
He used up the last of his remaining strength.
The voice was hoarse and intermittent, yet it carried a strange calmness.
[The prophecy turned out to be true…]【Exciting and enjoyable…】
[This is really a battle of equal strength…]His tone seemed as if he was still deeply immersed in that brief but intense peak confrontation.
He firmly believed that although he was defeated in the end, he at least had forced out the full strength of the mysterious bald man in front of him.
They had a real, completely equal contest.
For him, an invincible warrior who has traveled the universe, defeated everything, and only desires one defeat, this may be a different kind of tragic satisfaction.
However, Saitama just looked at him quietly.
Faced with Boros’s last words full of sighs and emotion, there was no extra expression on his face.
He still looked as calm as water, as if he didn’t care about anything.
He just responded softly, almost perfunctorily.
【oh.】
A simple syllable, without any emotional ups and downs.
Then he added another sentence.
The tone was so calm, as if he was stating a trivial and self-evident fact.
【You are already dead.】
These simple and cold words were devoid of any emotion.
But it was like the sharpest blade in the world, instantly piercing through the last bit of fantasy and that little bit of pitiful self-comfort in Boros’ heart.
His single eye, which originally had a strange glow due to the memories of the battle, suddenly opened wide.
His pupils were filled with disbelief and astonishment.
And, the overwhelming despair that followed.
He suddenly realized a cruel fact.
From the beginning to the end, perhaps he was the only one who regarded this battle as a contest of equal strength.
The man in front of me.
This bald man possesses a power so strong that it is despairing and unimaginable.
Perhaps from the very beginning, he never really took this battle, in which he was risking everything, seriously.
His twenty-year-long pursuit.
He was not afraid of burning his life source and risking his life in an all-out attack.
In the other person’s eyes, maybe… it’s nothing.
He doesn’t even have the qualifications to be taken seriously.
That understatement of “Oh”.
And that sentence without any emotion, “You are already dead”, which declared the end of his life.
Like two invisible hammers, they severely and thoroughly shattered his last bit of self-esteem as the overlord of the universe.
It shattered all his expectations for this battle.
It turned out that what he called “exhilarating” was just his unilateral feeling.
It turned out that the “equal strength” that he was proud of was just his own wishful illusion.
He searched for his entire life, but in the end, he was unable to find an opponent who could make him truly give his all and die without regrets.
This is the greatest sorrow.
Boros’s eyes gradually dimmed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He opened his mouth and made a hoarse sound in his throat, as if he wanted to say something.
But in the end, it just turned into a powerless sigh filled with endless loss and unwillingness.
The light in his one eye completely dissipated.
The huge body, as big as a mountain, collapsed into the ruins like a boulder that had lost all support.
Stir up a cloud of dust.
Completely lost any sign of life.
The world of Tian Xing Jiu Ge.
Xinzheng City, inside Zilanxuan.
The lights flickered, and the light and shadows were mottled.
The atmosphere remained peaceful and elegant, in stark contrast to the tragic battle scene in the sky.
In Wei Zhuang’s hand, he was slowly playing with his notorious shark-tooth sword.
The shark-tooth sword symbolizes death and also absolute power.
In the dim light, the cold sword edge occasionally flashed a dangerous light that made people’s heart frightened.
When he passed through the sky, he saw the overlord of the universe, Boros, die with a hint of self-satisfaction.
But the bald man said in such a calm and cold tone, “You are already dead.”
Wei Zhuang’s hand gripping the hilt of the sword tightened involuntarily.
His knuckles turned white from the force.
An indescribable complex expression flashed across his eagle-like sharp eyes.
There is pity for a strong man like Boros.
There is an examination of Saitama’s unfathomable power.
It also touches on a certain belief.
He spoke slowly in a low voice with a unique cold texture.
“The cruelest thing is not death itself.”
“It’s the kind of complete denial that comes before death.”
“For a strong person, the value of his existence is completely denied, and his lifelong efforts and pursuits are denied.”
“Perhaps, it is more despairing and more unbearable than death itself.”
He seemed to see a deeper sadness in Boros’ ending.
A kind of sadness that belongs to the strong, not being understood and not being taken seriously.
Chapter 9 Human Monster Garou! The Challenge of the Strongest Martial Arts! (Old Version)
The sky scene changed again.
This time, one figure caught everyone’s attention.
He brought a strong sense of oppression.
He exuded a dangerous aura.
It was a young man with silver hair and a shawl.
His eyes were fierce.
His eyes were defiant.
He has a slender figure, but he is not thin like a weak scholar.
His body was full of explosive power, like a beast about to attack.
Every gesture and movement was filled with an extremely fierce aura.
He is not like a hermit seeking peace.
He was more like a lone wolf ready to pounce on its prey at any time, wandering alone in the wilderness.
The picture flashed by quickly.
One heart-shaking scene after another appears.
Countless heroes who were praised as powerful fell before him one by one.
They are not weak, but they seem vulnerable.
The power that the heroes were proud of lost its color in front of him.
Those skills that the heroes had honed over thousands of years seemed so fragile and pale in front of this young man.
His figure was like a ghost, shuttling back and forth in the chaotic battlefield.
His movements were not worldly, but extremely deadly.
Every attack was precise and accurate.
Every attack is aimed at the vital points.
It wasn’t like he was fighting.
He is more like the god of death wielding an icy scythe, calmly reaping the lives of heroes.
[He was once a human, but he longed to become a monster. ]A line of subtitles appeared coldly below the sky.
This line of words reveals the past of this silver-haired young man.
It also reveals his twisted desires.
In all the heavens and worlds, countless creatures who uphold justice have a natural hostility towards “monsters”, which are bloodthirsty and brutal creatures.
And the existence of a person who was originally a human being but actively desired to degenerate into a monster made them feel a disgust from the depths of their souls.
There is also an indescribable sense of vigilance.
This is not a simple pursuit of power, but a betrayal of one’s own existence.
[He possesses martial arts that are unrivaled in the world, but his goal is to hunt heroes. ]Another line of subtitles appeared.
It further describes the terrifying strength of this silver-haired young man.
It also reveals the depth of his madness.
The best martial arts in the world!
These six words represent his attainments in martial arts, which have reached a peak that ordinary people would find difficult to reach in their entire lives.
This kind of martial art is supposed to protect the weak.
However, he used this miraculous power for the despicable act of hunting heroes.
Use the ultimate skills to commit the ultimate evil.
[He keeps fighting and evolving, eager to unify the world through fear. ]The last line of subtitles exploded like thunder.
It reveals the ultimate purpose of this silver-haired young man hidden behind his hunting behavior.
He didn’t do it simply for the pleasure of killing.
He longs to constantly push his own limits through endless battles.
He hopes to eventually evolve into a being that surpasses humans, and even monsters.
He wants to rule the world with pure fear.
Use despair to create order.
The picture finally freezes.
The camera focuses on this silver-haired young man.
At this moment, his body shape had undergone a drastic change.
The characteristics that originally belonged to humans have disappeared without leaving any trace.
Instead, it was a strange form full of primitive power and extreme evil.
A pair of huge horns grew out of his head, flashing an ominous dark red light.
His entire body exuded an indissoluble black aura that seemed to devour all the light around him.
His strength and speed reached an unprecedented peak.
He is no longer human.
He looked like a bloodthirsty demon that had just crawled out from the deepest part of hell.
[Saitama! Today I will completely deny you, this hypocritical ‘hero’! I will let you see what the true ‘absolute evil’ is!]The young man known as the Hungry Wolf roared like a wounded beast.
His voice was filled with boundless arrogance.
His tone was filled with absolute confidence.
It was as if he now possessed a powerful force that was enough to fight against the entire world and subvert all order.
The aura emanating from him was extremely terrifying.
That momentum was like a rapidly spinning black vortex, dragging the entire world into an endless dark abyss.
The world of bad people.
In the gloomy and depressing hall of Xuanming Sect, the lights were dim.
The Underworld Emperor Zhu Yougui sat on the high throne of bones.
He quietly looked at the hungry wolf in the sky that exuded a monstrous evil aura.
Under his pale mask, a faint sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
“Absolute evil? Interesting.”
His voice was low.
His tone was hoarse.
With a chill that makes people shudder to the bone.
“However, it is ultimately a pipe dream to think that one person can fight against the entire heroic system.”
“This arrogant guy will only end up in a miserable defeat in the end.”
Although he said this with his usual contempt.
But in his eyes hidden beneath the hideous mask, a trace of extremely difficult to detect solemnity flashed across his eyes.
One that can continue to evolve through constant fighting.
A guy who dares to challenge the entire established heroic system with his own strength.
This kind of existence should never be underestimated.
Chapter 10: Seriously flip the table! Toys of the earth block! (Old version)
The picture on the sky screen switched without any warning.
A dead silent, vast land appears before the eyes of all viewers.
In the distance, an extremely huge gas planet, Jupiter, is quietly suspended.
This place is obviously far away from the earth.
This is the final stage for Saitama’s fateful showdown with the monster Garou.
In the picture, the hungry wolf’s figure was changing unpredictably and flashing rapidly.
His martial arts, after being honed in countless life-and-death battles, had long since reached the pinnacle of perfection.
He perfectly integrated the moves of all the heroes he had fought in the past, all the techniques that had once put him in a difficult position.
Even Saitama’s boxing style, which seemed ordinary but actually contained destructive power, was imitated by him vividly and realistically.
Based on this, he launched a thrilling and fierce battle with Saitama.
Every time the fists and feet collided, there was a terrifying sound like thunder in the sky.
Every release of power seemed to tear the space of this alien planet apart.
The shock wave raged, stirring up dust all over the sky and forming ripples visible to the naked eye, which spread wildly in all directions.
However, no matter how hysterically the hungry wolf mobilized all his strength and how he applied what he had learned throughout his life to the extreme.
Every attack he made in front of Saitama seemed so pale and weak, and seemed powerless.
Saitama’s figure still maintained that seemingly casual posture.
He could always easily resolve the hungry wolf’s extremely fast and brutal attacks one by one in the slightest space in front of him.
He seemed at ease, even a little bored.
It didn’t feel like a life-and-death battle that would decide the fate of the world.
It’s more like teasing an energetic, tireless child who can never touch you.
The more violent Garou’s attack, the more Saitama’s calmness becomes apparent.
This contrast made the anger and unwillingness in Hungry Wolf’s heart burn even more fiercely.
The battle lasted for a long time on this lonely planet.
Every minute and every second is torture for the hungry wolf.
And Saitama seemed to have gradually lost the last bit of his patience.
He sighed slightly, almost imperceptibly.
On that iconic bald face, a hint of boredom, almost engraved in the bones, finally appeared without any concealment.
It seemed as if this battle was not even a warm-up for him.
As the four cold characters slowly emerged from the sky.
When this familiar and frightening opening line sounded in the ears of the hungry wolf.
The hungry wolf’s heart suddenly tightened, as if it was being gripped by an invisible hand.
An unprecedented and extremely strong sense of crisis, like a flood bursting through a dam, instantly swept over his entire body and submerged every inch of his senses.
All the hairs on his body stood on end at this moment.
He knew, he knew it very clearly!
This seemingly casual, even a little out of line bald man, is finally going to use his unfathomable, true power!
Everything before was just a joke.
【Seriously flip the table!!!】
Just when Garou’s nerves were tense to the extreme, and all his spirit and strength were raised to the peak, fully alert to this unknown attack.
Saitama did something that stunned and shocked all the living beings in the heavens and worlds who were watching the battle!
He didn’t throw any punches, kicks, or even assume any fighting stance.
He suddenly bent down and inserted his hands deeply and effortlessly into the extremely hard ground with a high content of unknown metal under his feet.
It seemed as if the ground, which was harder than steel, was nothing but soft soil in his hands.
Then, he mobilized the immeasurable terrifying power in his body.
Like a naughty boy trying to overturn a table that’s in the way.
Lift it up hard!
Boom boom——!!!
A terrifying noise that is difficult to describe in any words, as if the entire universe is shaking, suddenly erupted like the sky collapsing and the earth splitting apart!
The sound even penetrated the sky, causing creatures in some worlds to feel the pain in their eardrums.
The entire earth’s surface is so huge that it is unimaginable, along with the countless mountains, rivers and canyons on it.
It was like a huge tablecloth casually lifted up by an ancient Titan.
Saitama tore it completely apart from the surface of this nameless planet!
Countless rocks as huge as mountains, mixed with billions of tons of soil.
It was like countless volcanoes that had accumulated energy for tens of thousands of years, erupting collectively at the same time.
They roared up into the sky and pierced straight into the dark universe.
In an instant, it turned into a meteorite storm that obscured the light of Jupiter and covered the entire battlefield.
Every piece of rubble carries with it the terrifying power to destroy everything.
They were densely packed and covered the sky, smashing down hard on the hungry wolf that was still stuck in the air!
That’s not an attack.
That is a punishment from heaven.
The scene before our eyes has completely exceeded the cognitive limits of all living beings.
This is no longer within the reach of human power.
It was as if the ancient gods in myths and legends who held the power of creation and destruction were displaying their great power.
It is the creation of the world and the coming of the end of the world.
In the face of that unrivaled force that was like a natural disaster.
Previously, he was extremely powerful and arrogant, claiming that he would become the “absolute evil” and unify the world with fear.
At this moment, it seems so small.
So helpless.
So insignificant.
He was like a lone boat swept by a violent storm.
In the huge waves, it can be completely torn apart and swallowed up at any time, without even a trace of existence left.
His “absolute evil” became a sad joke in the face of this “absolute power”.
On the distant and desolate planet Namek.
Piccolo, who had just experienced a brutal battle with the Emperor of the Universe Frieza and was exhausted both physically and mentally, was sitting cross-legged on the charred ground, struggling to regulate the disordered qi in his body.
He needs to recover his strength as soon as possible to deal with more crises that may arise in the future.
When he saw through some unknown means, Saitama’s actions in the sky, which were like a miracle coming and overturning the planet’s crust.
A rare look of disbelief and shock appeared on his green face, which was covered with firm lines.
His eyes, which were always as sharp as an eagle and saw through everything, were now wide open and almost bulged out of their sockets.
His mouth opened uncontrollably wide enough to easily fit a whole egg.
My jaw was nearly dislocated.
“Take the crust of a planet… and use it as a table… and lift it up?!”
His voice trembled violently due to extreme shock, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, filled with incredible horror and confusion.
This, this has completely exceeded his entire understanding of the word “power”!
He had seen Frieza’s terrifying energy balls that destroyed planets.
But he had never imagined that there was a creature that could rely on pure physical strength to lift up the crust of a planet so casually, just like lifting up an ordinary tablecloth or tearing off a piece of paper? !
What kind of monster is this bald man in a funny yellow combat suit?!
Is it a god?
No, even God may not possess such incredible power!
For the first time, Piccolo began to have deep doubts about his own strength and the power system of this universe.
He always thought that after hard training, he had already stood among the ranks of the strongest people in the universe.
But at this moment, he felt like a toddler looking up at a giant he couldn’t comprehend.
Chapter 11: Headbutt! Crush your pride! (Old version)
In the sky picture, in the aftermath of the world-destroying aftermath of “seriously turning the table over”, the meteorite storm is still raging.
The figure of the hungry wolf looked miserable among the chaotic cosmic dust and broken stars.
His monstrous body was covered with hideous wounds so deep that the bones could be seen, and his dark red blood strangely coagulated and dispersed in the vacuum environment.
However, this “human monster” with amazing willpower and terrifying regenerative ability managed to survive such a desperate situation.
His body, covered with cracks, was wriggling and healing at a slow but surely visible pace.
The muscle fibers rewoven themselves and the broken carapace made fine crackling sounds, trying to return to its original shape.
The ferocious pair of horns on his head were not damaged. Instead, they seemed to absorb the destructive aura around them, becoming thicker and more twisted, flashing an ominous dark light, as if they were going to push a hole in the void.
They are a symbol of Garou’s monster-like power, and at this moment they seem even more ominous and powerful.
“It’s not over yet!”
The hungry wolf’s voice was squeezed out from its broken throat, as hoarse as two pieces of metal rubbing against each other.
“Saitama!”
He roared, filled with bestial ferocity and deep resentment.
“I can still… become stronger!”
He tried his best to stimulate the hidden, more primitive and more violent power deep inside his body.
Every breath was accompanied by a violent surge of energy in the body, trying to break through some invisible barrier and complete a more thorough and terrifying evolution.
He wanted to turn this humiliation, this near-death experience, into fuel for his transformation.
Saitama quietly looked at his opponent who was struggling in despair and trying to climb up again.
There seemed to be an imperceptible fluctuation in his eyes, which had remained calm for thousands of years.
Maybe it’s impatience.
Maybe it’s just to the extent of feeling “Ah, is it coming again?”
The next moment, his figure disappeared from the spot without any warning.
Just like a delete key being pressed, the space previously occupied is instantly cleared.
When he appeared again, he was already standing in front of the hungry wolf.
The distance was so close that Garou could even smell the faint clean scent of laundry detergent on him, which was out of tune with the blood and destruction of this cosmic battlefield.
“Serious Series…”
That familiar, nightmare-like low declaration once again rang in the hungry wolf’s ears.
The voice was not loud, but it seemed to carry some kind of magical power, foreshadowing that a horror far beyond imagination was about to come.
At that moment, the hungry wolf’s heart was tightly grasped by an invisible big hand and almost stopped beating.
All the nerves in his body were stretched to the limit, and every hair on his body stood on end. He instinctively sensed an unprecedented and huge danger that was enough to wipe him out completely.
“Serious Headbutt!!!”
There aren’t any fancy move names.
There aren’t any fancy energy light effects.
Saitama simply lowered his shiny head slightly, which reflected the distant starlight.
Then, so simply and plainly, he used his forehead to slam into the equally hard and evolving forehead of the hungry wolf, as well as the base of the pair of ferocious horns!
The movements were direct and targeted, as if they were just children playing around.
clang!!!
A terrifying noise that cannot be described in words suddenly erupted!
The sound was not like the collision of metals, but more like a collision between one neutron star and another neutron star that happens once in billions of years!
Dull, yet penetrating everything.
The shock wave formed by the loud noise spread wildly in a spherical shape with the impact point as the center, instantly sweeping across every meteorite on the battlefield and shattering them!
This seemingly funny and even ridiculous headbutt actually contains a terrifying impact force that is enough to shatter the stars!
The indestructible and ferocious horns that Garou was proud of, which symbolized the peak of his monster power, touched Saitama’s bald head.
There is no room for resistance.
It was like a piece of porcelain being hit head-on by an invisible hammer.
Starting from the contact point, the cracks spread wildly like a spider web!
It makes a series of “crackling” sounds that make your teeth ache!
Then, after a clear and piercing wail, it shattered into pieces!
It exploded into black fragments flying all over the sky!
The evolutionary process of Garou, which had just begun to sprout and was trying to break through again, was abruptly and rudely interrupted by this sudden and unreasonable “serious headbutt”!
He felt as if his consciousness was knocked out of his body by this collision.
The whole body felt like it was hit head-on by a hammer of creation from outside the universe.
He let out a groan of extreme pain, mixed with the sound of broken bones.
The bones and internal organs in the body seemed to have turned into a pool of mud under this blow.
His recovery ability, which was originally extremely strong and enough to regenerate his severed limbs, was almost completely ineffective in the face of this pure and extreme physical impact, like a candle in the wind.
Instead of healing, the wound has a tendency to collapse and expand.
His eyes were filled with incredible pain and horror that penetrated deep into his bones.
He couldn’t understand it, let alone accept it.
The powerful defense that he was so proud of, which even surpassed all previous forms, was so easily and cleanly defeated by the opponent with just… a seemingly ordinary headbutt!
That’s not a skill.
That’s not energy.
It was pure, incomprehensible, absolute power.
Inside a heavily guarded surveillance room at the Nadutong headquarters.
Zhang Chulan opened his eyes wide, staring at the shocking scene on the sky without blinking.
When Saitama’s simple, crude, yet powerful attack method – head-butting – appeared before his eyes.
He felt a chill running from his tailbone to the top of his head, and his scalp went numb.
The corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably.
“Use… use your head butt?!”
His eyes widened, his voice distorted, and he looked in disbelief at Saitama’s bald head that was still shining against the backdrop of the universe.
He touched the back of his head subconsciously and muttered to himself.
“This bald head… what the hell is it made of? Diamond? Or a cosmic wonder?!”
“How painful this must be… No, is it him who is in pain or the horned monster across from him?!”
“Besides…this is too outrageous and unreasonable!”
He felt that he had worked hard over the years, through all kinds of deception and life-and-death struggles, to build up a worldview about “strength” and “fighting”.
At this moment, the bald head was hitting it again and again, and it was torn into pieces and on the verge of falling.
His understanding of the use of Qi and the limits of the physical body seemed so… childish in front of this bald man.
Chapter 12 Why you? Because I do push-ups every day! (Old version)
On the sky screen, the monster Garou collapsed powerlessly on the land that had become even more desolate due to the fierce battle.
His body, once filled with explosive power and overflowing with primitive wildness, was now covered with countless shocking scars.
Each wound was deep enough to reveal the bone, and even fragments of wriggling internal organs could be seen.
Even his almost immortal regenerative ability, which he was so proud of, seemed to have been forcibly drained of its core vitality by some higher-level force.
Recovery became extremely slow.
So weak that it can almost be ignored.
He looked up.
His sight focused with difficulty on the bald man standing in front of him, who still had no expression on his face and not even the slightest disorder in his breathing – Saitama.
At this moment, there was only unbelievable pain in the hungry wolf’s eyes.
There was also the despair that penetrated deep into his bones and almost froze his soul.
He asked from the depths of his soul, his voice was hoarse and broken, with the sound of bursting blood bubbles:
[“Why…why is it you?!”][“I have experienced sufferings that are incomparable to hell!”][“I have abandoned my identity as a human being and discarded all unnecessary emotions!”][“I have combined the top martial arts that countless martial arts masters have pursued throughout their lives, and have integrated them into my own use!”][“I even…even received a gift from God that was beyond my imagination!”][“Why…why did I give all this, but in the end I still couldn’t defeat you?!”][“How on earth did you become so strong?!”]This issue is extremely acute.
There was a loud explosion in the hearts of countless viewers in the heavens and all realms who were watching this scene.
yes!
Why?!
How did this ordinary, even dull-looking bald man possess such a powerful force that transcends common sense and subverts cognition? !
His strength, as unfathomable and unexplorable as a black hole in the universe, has completely overturned their inherent understanding of the power system.
Countless geniuses, strong men, and overlords have spent their entire lives and paid endless prices to pursue the supreme realm.
In front of him, it seemed like just a child’s play.
Vulnerable.
Faced with Garou’s near collapse and hysterical questioning.
There was still not the slightest ripple on Saitama’s face, which was so smooth that even the pores were invisible.
His eyes were calm.
As calm as a deep ancient well that has remained calm for thousands of years.
There is no bottom.
Can’t explore the depth either.
He just spoke lightly.
He said something that made everyone who heard it feel incredible, and even doubt their own hearing:
[“What method do you want to use to become stronger?”][“I want to know, too.”]This sentence is light and airy.
But it made the hungry wolf’s heart skip a beat.
Then, Saitama tilted his head slightly, as if trying to recall something.
His tone remained calm, without any ups and downs, and he continued:
【“I just keep doing it every day:”】
“100 push-ups!”
[“100 sit-ups!”]“Do 100 squats!”
“Then run 10 kilometers!”
【“Eat three meals a day well and ensure balanced nutrition.”】
【“Keep a good attitude and don’t let your mind wander.”】
[“Persist in exercising, day after day, year after year.”]【“That’s all.”】
These words are like the initial singularity of the Big Bang.
In an instant, it completely exploded in the hungry wolf’s mind, in his heart, and in his entire existence!
It shattered the last and strongest line of defense left in the hungry wolf’s heart!
The hungry wolf’s eyes, which were already filled with despair, suddenly widened to the limit at this moment.
The eye sockets were almost torn apart.
He seemed to have heard the most absurd and ridiculous joke since the birth of the universe.
A hellish ordeal.
The heavy price of giving up everything.
The integration of countless martial arts.
Even the gift from the high and mysterious “God”.
All of this is an unattainable and unreachable supreme power.
It was just…
Just because I insist on doing these exercises every day, for any ordinary person, it seems to be extremely simple, even a little ridiculous? !
The hungry wolf’s body began to tremble violently.
It wasn’t because of the pain.
It’s not because of anger.
It is an uncontrollable and complete collapse that comes from the depths of the soul.
He opened his mouth.
There was a “ho ho” sound coming from his throat, like an old bellows.
He wanted to say something.
Want to refute.
Want to roar.
Want to question.
But he found that his throat seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand.
Unable to pronounce any complete syllable.
The power system that he has always believed in.
His unwavering belief in pursuing absolute power at any cost.
In the face of Saitama’s nonchalant words, even with a hint of confusion.
Complete collapse.
Turned into nothingness.
All the pain he had been through.
All the struggle he put in.
The weight of everything he carried.
In his own eyes, at this moment, it became so insignificant.
How ridiculous!
So ridiculous!
In the world under one person, in Biyou Village.
A makeshift, crude shed used for observing the sky.
Ma Xianhong stared blankly at Saitama’s face in the sky as he spoke seriously about the training methods.
The expression on his face changed from initial astonishment, to disbelief, and then to deep confusion.
His eyes, which always sparkled with wisdom and were full of confidence in his own creations.
At this moment, I am filled with a deep sense of uncertainty and an almost absurd feeling.
“mortal……”
The voice is dry.
“Just through… this level of training, which is so basic that it can’t be more basic…”
“Can you surpass the so-called limit and reach… a terrifying state that can destroy a planet and the world?”
“This… This is impossible…”
His tone was filled with strong doubt.
There is also an almost instinctive denial.
He pursued greater power and to realize the “justice” in his heart.
Countless efforts have been put in.
Countless resources were wasted.
He even did not hesitate to make enemies with the entire alien world and put himself at the center of the storm.
But he worked hard to give himself combat power by creating those powerful magic weapons through the magic machine.
Compared to the pure, unreasonable violence displayed by the bald man in the sky.
It’s just like a faint firefly in the darkness, trying to compete with the bright moon in the sky.
ridiculous.
But not overestimating oneself.
The training method that Saitama mentioned seemed very simple to him, a genius who was proficient in refining equipment and well versed in the mysteries of human potential and Qi.
It’s simply a fantasy!
It’s just a pipe dream!
This completely went against all the common sense of cultivation that he knew.
Chapter 13 Elemental Life? Water can be dispersed with one punch (old version)
The sky screen changed again.
The eyes of all the heavens and worlds were drawn to a dark and damp underground battlefield.
The walls around were covered with slippery water stains.
There was a biting chill in the air, mixed with the smell of earth, which made people shudder.
A strange creature made entirely of pure liquid water is wreaking havoc in this underground space.
Its body looks like a huge, shapeless transparent water ball.
It is constantly changing its form and has no fixed appearance.
Sometimes, the water balls would condense into countless extremely sharp water knives, cutting through the air and making sharp whistling sounds.
Sometimes, it would transform into a huge bottomless whirlpool, trying to pull everything around it in and swallow it up.
This weirdo is the natural water of the disaster-level dragon.
It has no fixed physical form, which makes most physical attacks ineffective against it.
The heroes’ fists, feet, swords and knives, when they hit it, only caused a ripple, which then returned to normal.
What’s even more terrifying is that it seems to have the terrifying ability to absorb energy and devour life.
Any object touched by its flowing water, whether it is hard rock or the energy shock released by the heroes, will be decomposed and swallowed in a very short time.
Eventually, they all became part of its body, making it even larger and more difficult to deal with.
Many powerful S-class heroes are now engaged in an arduous battle.
Each of them possesses strength and skills far beyond that of ordinary people.
However, all the powerful attack methods that they were proud of disappeared without a trace in front of natural water, like a drop in the ocean.
It is impossible to cause any effective damage to this liquid monster.
Even some heroes using high-tech freezing weapons could only temporarily restrict its movements.
It freezes into an ice cube, but soon the inside of the ice cube will liquefy again, break free and become more violent.
It cannot be completely eliminated.
Natural water is like an unsolvable natural disaster.
It exists silently, emitting the terrifying pressure unique to a desperate Dragon-level monster.
The heroes’ breathing became heavier.
Their faces were filled with fatigue and unwillingness.
Just when these human guardians were in dire straits, forced to retreat step by step, and their defense line was about to collapse.
The familiar bald figure suddenly appeared at the edge of the battlefield again.
Saitama is just like an ordinary pedestrian passing by after just finishing shopping.
Without a care in the world, he walked step by step into the underground battlefield filled with death and despair.
He tilted his head slightly, looking at the liquid monster in front of him that kept changing its shape and swallowing everything.
There doesn’t seem to be any complex thinking going on.
His face, which always looked a little dull, still had that calm expression, as if he was indifferent to everything around him.
The natural water also seemed to sense its new target.
Its huge liquid body suddenly turned towards Saitama.
The high-pressure water jet shot towards Saitama’s face.
Following closely behind was a huge stream of water that tried to swallow him completely, pressing down with tremendous force.
Facing this attack that was coming like a tsunami.
Saitama just raised his right hand casually.
Then, he threw a seemingly ordinary punch without any fancy moves.
puff!
There was no earth-shattering explosion as expected.
There weren’t any dazzling energy fluctuations either.
There was only the crisp sound of water splashing, which seemed particularly clear and abrupt in this eerily silent underground space.
That punch seemed random, but it was like a precise scalpel that had been calculated billions of times.
With incredible accuracy, it hits the ever-changing and elusive core of natural water.
Unimaginable and indescribable violent power.
It instantly burst out from Saitama’s ordinary fist.
This force is invisible and intangible, yet as heavy as a mountain, like an invisible hammer descending from the sky.
It hit hard on the highly condensed, seemingly flexible yet indestructible liquid body!
In the eyes of the S-class heroes, that ball of liquid monster was like a nightmare that was difficult to deal with and indestructible.
Its huge body was completely broken apart.
It turned into billions of tiny water droplets, splashing in all directions.
Eventually, these water droplets scattered weakly on the wet ground, gathering into ordinary puddles of water.
There was no trace of the terrifying monster he looked like before.
Saitama slowly retracted his fist.
He looked down at the water stains scattered on the ground, then looked at his still clean gloves.
It was as if the one he had just defeated was not a powerful dragon-level monster that was enough to threaten the entire city and left countless heroes helpless.
But in reality, it was just a pool of ordinary clean water that was accidentally spilled.
He said calmly, with a matter-of-fact tone:
[Water is something that can be dispersed with just a punch. 】
In the world of One Piece, deep in Fishman Island.
In that magnificent palace, which symbolizes the kingship of the sea.
Jinbe, one of the Seven Warlords of the Sea and the most powerful of the fish-men, was watching everything that was happening in the sky with a serious face.
When the scene of Saitama’s casual punch completely shattering the natural water came into view.
The expression on his face suddenly became extremely serious, even solemn.
As an extremely powerful murloc warrior, he knew very well how strong and terrifying the power that could be exerted was when the element of “water” was used to the extreme.
That is almost an innate talent and instinct of the fishmen.
Fish-Man Karate is a martial art that perfectly combines the power of water with one’s own physical skills.
However, the bald man in the sky.
He was actually able to use his pure physical strength to defeat the water body that had obviously been elementalized and had self-awareness with just one punch.
This was completely beyond Jinbei’s comprehension.
“Using water flow to its full potential to create a variety of powerful attacks is the specialty of our fishmen.”
Jinbei’s voice was low and solemn.
His eyes were filled with indescribable shock and a hint of disbelief that was almost impossible to suppress.
“But this person… was able to use such pure and brutal power to defeat the water that was almost elemental with one punch…”
“This…this is simply unbelievable!”
He could clearly feel the powerful energy contained in the strange man named “Natural Water” in the sky.
That is definitely not comparable to ordinary clean water.
It is a highly condensed energy collection that may even have given birth to a certain will.
But such a terrifying existence was completely disintegrated and disappeared under that seemingly random and unskillful punch.
To what extent is the power of this bald man named Saitama unfathomable?
There was a storm in Jinbei’s heart.
At this moment, his pride in the Murloc Karate and the Murloc’s control over water seemed to be shaken.
That kind of pure, unreasonable, absolute power.
It is really too shocking.
Chapter 14: Desperate Quotes: Serious Series and Interest (Old Version)
The sky picture is like an ancient scroll that is flipping rapidly.
It once again mercilessly presents to the eyes of all the heavens and worlds the last tragic moments of the lives of those powerful villains that Saitama had faced.
At the same time, the screen is accompanied by his “classic quotes” that seem random but are enough to make any villain’s mentality completely collapse and his soul tremble.
Screen 1:
The scene suddenly returned to the ruins of the completely destroyed city.
There are broken walls and smoke in the air, and the smell of despair has not yet dissipated.
The vaccine man, whose body was so huge that it blocked out the sun, was baring his fangs and waving his claws, making a deafening roar.
He claimed to represent the divine will of the earth and to destroy the tiny yet arrogant human beings.
The terrifying aura almost overflowed through the sky.
However, the picture suddenly flashed.
It was so fast that it was impossible to catch.
Only a pile of broken purple debris remained, scattered everywhere, without any sign of life.
Then, Saitama’s extremely calm voice was heard, without a trace of emotion:
【I’m just a hero out of interest. 】
In the background, the subtle sound of the Vaccine Man’s core being completely shattered could be heard with incredible clarity.
The sound was soft but harsh.
There is also a kind of silent despair that permeates through the picture.
It is cold and dead silent, making people feel chilled to the core.
Screen 2:
The scene quickly switches to an abandoned factory area.
The smell of rusted metal mixed with the tension in the air.
Sonic the Hedgehog’s figure was like a ghost in the night, as he performed ninjutsu at an extremely fast speed.
Countless afterimages trailed behind him, each carrying a deadly edge, attacking Saitama like countless sharp blades.
The attack was fierce and the murderous intent was boiling.
However, all the attacks and all the afterimages missed without any surprise.
Saitama didn’t even move.
Finally, Sonic flew backwards.
He fell heavily to the ground, creating a huge deep hole.
Amid the flying dust, his face was filled with incredible pain and even deeper confusion.
The speed he was so proud of seemed so ridiculous in front of the opponent.
Saitama’s voice sounded again, with an almost imperceptible, light evaluation:
In the background, Sonic was lying helplessly at the bottom of the cold pit.
His eyes were empty and his pupils were dilated.
It was as if his entire worldview and the beliefs on which he depended for survival had completely collapsed in that instant, shattered into pieces that could not be put together.
That kind of despair is more deadly than severe physical injuries.
Screen three:
The scene changed again, arriving at the desolate and silent surface of the planet.
Boros, the overlord of the universe, the powerful man who once roamed the universe without being defeated, is now in tatters.
His life force was extremely weak.
He used up the last of his strength, his voice was hoarse, but it was filled with a strange sense of satisfaction and a sense of relief.
He thought he had a thrilling, “evenly matched” battle with Saitama.
This was the most glorious battle in his life.
However, Saitama’s voice was still terrifyingly calm and indifferent, chilling people’s hearts:
Just one word.
But it is more heartbreaking than any ridicule.
Then came the whisper that sounded like the declaration of the god of death himself, without any emotion:
In the background sound, there was the extreme emptiness revealed by Boros’s single eye that was burning with his last obsession before it completely lost all its brilliance.
And the unspeakable despair.
It was as if his last hope, his last pride, and all his dignity as the overlord of the universe were completely stripped away at that moment and turned into the most humble ashes in the universe.
With the rapid switching of images and the overlap of those dull yet deadly sounds.
Below the sky, a line of summary subtitles slowly emerged.
The subtitles flashed with a cold light, like a final verdict, deeply imprinted in the soul of every viewer:
[When he reads out the words “serious series”, it is a death sentence for you; when he says “it’s just for fun”, it is the biggest mockery of all your efforts, struggles and ambitions. ]In the world under One Person, in front of the mountain gate of Wu Hou Sect, morning dew still remained on the bluestone slabs.
Zhuge Qing looked up at the powerful villains in the sky, and saw the despair on their faces that penetrated deep into their bones at the last moment.
He couldn’t help but chuckle and shook his head slightly.
For the first time, the young warlock felt that his wisdom pales in the face of a certain power.
“Nothing could be more heartbreaking than this.”
He sighed softly and stared at the ordinary bald figure in the sky with complicated eyes.
“This Mr. Saitama not only possesses the absolute power to destroy the heavens and the earth.”
“This method of striking a blow to people’s hearts, this ability to crush others’ will without making a sound, is also first-rate and brilliant.”
“To kill someone, you must also destroy their heart.”
“It’s really… really chilling, it sends chills down my spine.”
He seemed to be able to feel the pain of those villains whose souls were completely denied before they died.
In the world of death, in the cold palace of the Invisible Empire, the air is as stagnant as water.
Sitting on the supreme throne, Yhwach, with his eyes that see through everything, quietly watched the absolute power displayed by Saitama in the sky.
There is also that attitude of being detached from the world and indifferent to everything.
His eyes were calm and indifferent, as if nothing in the world could cause any waves in his heart.
“Absolute power is accompanied by absolute indifference.”
His voice was deep and magnetic, with a wisdom that saw through the root of everything.
“interesting.”
“It is indeed interesting.”
“Just relying on this extremely pure power is enough to make countless beings who claim to be powerful, those self-important souls, fall into eternal despair.”
“but……”
His eyes flickered slightly.
He continued:
“You can’t really change the direction of the world just by force.”
“Will is the key to controlling everything and determining the final destination.”
Despite this, the overwhelming, unreasonable power displayed by Saitama still caused an extremely subtle fluctuation in the heart of this omniscient and omnipotent emperor.
Chapter 15: The pinnacle of despair! The inventory is over, and the remaining power shocks the heavens! (Old version)
Above the sky, the figure of the bald man in a white cloak gradually became blurred like a mirage.
Finally, it completely disappeared into the endless void.
However, his bald head, his ever-expressionless face, and his god-like powerful figure are like the most profound imprint.
It is deeply engraved in the hearts of countless creatures in the heavens and all realms.
Especially those who claim to be villains, at this moment they feel an indelible shadow looming over their hearts.
Above the sky, the blurry bald figure completely disappeared.
Then, lines of ancient golden characters slowly appeared in the void, carrying some kind of final judgment.
Every word seemed to carry a great weight, weighing on the hearts of all viewers, clearly summarizing the unique “charm” of this hero named Saitama, which was enough to completely collapse any villain:
[He is a hero, but has no interest in the process; he has the power to destroy stars, but only cares about supermarket specials. ]As soon as these words came out, the powerful people in countless worlds held their breath.
The hardship of the process and the glory of the strength seem so absurd in the face of the four words “supermarket special offer”.
[With one punch, all beings are equal; with one sentence “it’s just for fun”, the villain’s dignity is shattered. 】
How many carefully planned conspiracies of the villains, how many determinations to risk everything, were shattered in the face of that frivolous “interest”.
Their pride and their obsession were devalued to nothing.
[What makes the villain despair is not his strength, but his “indifference”. Your life and death, your ambition, your consciousness, in his eyes, perhaps really… are nothing. ]This is the most deadly thing.
A powerful enemy is understandable and can be used as a goal to be surpassed.
But an opponent who doesn’t care about anything about you and is too lazy to even take a second look at you, that indifference is enough to destroy the strongest defenses.
Your struggle and your roar, in his eyes, may not be as important as a supermarket promotion that you are about to miss.
[He is Saitama, a man who brings all villains to a desperate end the moment they meet him. ]This summary is like the final judgment.
No suspense, no luck.
Meeting is the end.
In the center of the screen, the words that were once so eye-catching – [I’m just a hero out of interest – Saitama], like the stars in the night sky, gradually dimmed.
Finally, it slowly dissipated and completely merged into the endless darkness.
It seems as if it has never appeared, but it has left an indelible mark in everyone’s memory.
[A shocking review of the universe: The protagonist who makes the villain most desperate – Saitama, the review ends! ]The final announcement of the group was like the distant and deep sound of a bell.
It slowly spreads out in every corner of the heavens and myriad worlds.
It marks the end of this inventory that has shocked countless worlds and overturned countless cognitions.
However, the deep shock and suffocating feeling of powerlessness brought by Saitama are like an indelible shadow.
It still hangs heavy on the minds of countless villains, and will not dissipate for a long time.
In the world of One Punch Man, in the desolate and dilapidated no-man’s land of City Z.
King looked up at the sky, watching the magnificent curtain of light gradually disappear and finally turn into nothingness.
He let out a long sigh, and the heart that had been beating like a drum in his chest finally calmed down a little at this moment.
He subconsciously raised his hand and patted his chest hard, feeling the relief of surviving the disaster, as well as a slight chill of hindsight.
“Huh… Fortunately he is a hero…”
King muttered to himself, his voice trembling slightly.
His face, which always looked a little pale because of playing too many games, but was always full of majesty because of the propaganda of the Hero Association, now had a trace of fear that was difficult to conceal.
“Fortunately…Fortunately he is on our side…”
“If a monster like this… a being like this… becomes an enemy…”
He paused, and his Adam’s apple rolled unconsciously.
“I’m afraid that this world, no, all worlds, will really face an unimaginable doomsday…”
King couldn’t imagine it, and he definitely didn’t dare to imagine it.
If Saitama’s fist, which seemed casual but actually contained the power to destroy a star and the world, was aimed at these so-called S-class heroes and the innocent people of this world, what a desperate scene it would be that would make people tremble with fear and despair.
Just this thought made his scalp tingle.
There are countless dark corners and hidden nests in all the heavens and worlds.
Those villains who were once so invincible and thought they were in control of everything, after the light curtain disappeared, were still immersed in the deep sense of powerlessness and despair that came from the depths of their souls for a long time.
Saitama’s strength was beyond their understanding and imagination.
It’s not a skill, it’s not an energy, it’s not something that can be learned or copied.
It is a pure, unreasonable, and overwhelming “absolute”.
And his indifferent attitude of “not caring about anything” fundamentally denies the meaning of their existence and everything they have fought for.
The power they strive for, the ambitions they carefully weave, the glory and awe they long for.
In front of this ordinary bald man, I seem so small, so ridiculous, and so insignificant.
Saitama’s existence is like an invisible sword of Damocles hanging over their heads.
This will force them to re-examine their goals and weigh their actions in their pursuit of power and implementation of conspiracies in the future.
Once they thought about the possibility of encountering that bald guy in some inconspicuous corner or on some ordinary street, they would feel a chill in their bones.
And for those creatures who are in the camp of justice, fighting for protection and for their beliefs.
The appearance of Saitama is undoubtedly a shot in the arm for the soul.
His strength allowed them to see the ultimate possibility of fighting against all evil.
His justice, though somewhat careless, was pure and without any impurities.
His unknown kindness and gentleness hidden beneath his ordinary appearance made them see the light of hope that still shines in the darkest despair.
Perhaps, in this endless universe full of dangers and turmoil.
There really exists such a great hero who does not pride himself on his strength, is not moved by fame or fortune, but has the ability to subvert everything and protect everything.
His existence itself is a symbol of hope.
The review of the Saitama chapter has come to an end.
But the residual power it brought, like an invisible shock wave, continued to spread throughout the heavens and all worlds, shocking every being that had evil intentions and was ready to make moves.
Forcing them to think about a question before taking action: what would happen if they ran into someone like Saitama?
Chapter 16 New Despair! The Giant of Light Arrives! (Old Version)
The depression and trembling that had previously permeated the heavens and the worlds because of Saitama had not yet completely dissipated.
The shock that came from the soul still made countless beings feel frightened.
At this moment, the shrouded darkness seemed to be split open by an invisible sword from outer space.
A new, incomparably dazzling ray of holy light once again tore through the thick veil of the void.
The huge light curtain, carrying the expectations and unknowns of the public, reappeared clearly in the vision of all living beings.
This indicates that a new round of shocking inventory that is enough to subvert cognition is about to draw its mysterious curtain.
In the picture, the slightly funny bald figure who had left an invincible figure on the screen not long ago has disappeared.
Instead, there is a vast starry sky whose magnificence and depth cannot be described in words.
Billions of stars are inlaid on the endlessly extending inky velvet curtain.
They each emit a mysterious and ancient light, which may be bright or dim, hot or cold, and together they weave a silent epic of the universe.
The familiar title text, with an unquestionable majestic momentum, appeared again word by word in the center of the light curtain.
Each character seemed to contain some kind of power of rules, deeply attracting, or even grabbing, the eyes of all those looking at the light screen:
As soon as these words appeared, the hearts of the villains in countless dark corners of the universe couldn’t help but skip a beat.
The word “despair” reminded them of the horror of the bald man not long ago.
For those who look toward the light, this title brings new hope.
Immediately afterwards, a new subtitle popped up solemnly, as if carrying out a decree of divine will.
The font structure is complex and sacred, flowing with a warm and yet resolute light:
[Not everyone can gain power, but he is willing to turn into light and protect everything that is worth protecting! ]This line of words formed a sharp contrast with Saitama’s previous “absolute power” which was pure and unreasonable.
What it conveys is a choice, a will, and a determination called “protection”.
The moment countless creatures saw these words, a soft corner in their hearts was gently touched.
The picture slowly focused under everyone’s gaze, and the camera gradually zoomed in steadily and smoothly.
In an ancient and mysterious relic that has been forgotten by time for who knows how many years, three huge stone statues exuding a sense of vicissitudes stand tall like loyal guards.
They have different shapes and their lines appear a bit rough, but they all reveal a primitive and majestic sense of power.
The surface of the stone statue is covered with traces of weathering, as if it has been sleeping on this land for countless long epochs, silently witnessing the rise and fall of countless civilizations in the universe.
Suddenly, without any warning.
Accompanied by a violent earthquake that was enough to make the earth groan, the entire ruins began to shake violently.
Dust fell down.
One of the statues was a mysterious silver, fiery red, and deep purple. The three strange colors intertwined together suddenly began to emit an incomparably dazzling light without any warning!
The light was not dazzling, but instead brought with it a vitality and warmth like the rising sun.
The light suddenly surged, illuminating the entire picture with an unstoppable force, dispelling all the dark corners in the ruins and in the hearts of the viewers.
A pure hope and warmth fills every corner as the light spreads.
[The light of humanity is also the light of hope——Ultraman Tiga! 】
A line of subtitles burning like golden flames appeared prominently at the bottom of the screen, like a bright meteor cutting through the silent night sky.
It declares the true identity of this new protagonist in an unquestionable manner.
A name filled with infinite hope.
A giant radiating warm and holy light.
His appearance clearly indicates that another great existence, who is enough to make all villains in the heavens and the worlds feel despair deep in their bones, is about to come!
In the world of One Piece, the headquarters of the Navy, Marinford.
In front of the huge projection screen, countless naval soldiers stood in silence with solemn expressions.
Akainu Sakaski stared at the huge figure on the screen that was emitting a sacred light. His signature chuan-shaped eyebrows were twisted even tighter, as if magma could drip out.
His face, which was always filled with sternness, revealed an obvious disgust stemming from a conflict of ideas.
“Light? Another such illusory and unrealistic thing!”
His voice was low, like the boiling magma rolling deep underground, full of doubt and rejection of any force that was not absolute violence and complete destruction.
“So-called justice requires an absolute force that is as unquestionable as my magma and can burn away all evil!”
“What on earth can this seemingly warm light do other than confuse people?!”
There seemed to be hot smoke rising from his clenched fist.
Beside him, Kizaru Borsalino still had that lazy look on his face, as if he didn’t care about anything.
He looked at the giant bathed in light with interest, with his signature frivolous smile on his face, making it difficult to tell what he was really thinking.
His tone was filled with his usual playfulness and curiosity:
“**Oh wow~ What a dazzling light~**”
“I just don’t know how fast this giant of light is. Can he be as fast as the light-speed kick that I am so proud of? Or does he just look fast?”
In the depths of his eyes, which were always half-closed, as if he was uninterested in everything, there was now a gleam of imperceptible sharpness and inquiry, as if he had a strong interest in this newly emerged giant and the “light” he represented.
In the Dragon Ball world, in a remote corner of the universe, Sun Wukong, who is undergoing arduous training beyond his limits, his eyes became extremely bright the moment he saw the light curtain.
He suddenly stopped the training he was doing, and the slightly tired look on his face due to the high-intensity training disappeared instantly.
Instead, there was pure fighting spirit and childlike curiosity.
He pointed excitedly at the giant of light standing tall in the sky, his face full of eagerness to try.
“Wow! What a huge creature! It looks very, very strong!”
His voice was filled with undisguised excitement and anticipation.
“Do you think he can transform like us Saiyans? If he can, will he become even more powerful?”
“Ahhh, I really want to have a good fight with him right now! It will definitely be an exciting and thrilling battle!”
As he spoke, he couldn’t help but wave his fist, as if he couldn’t wait to compete with him.
Beside him, the Saiyan Prince Vegeta still had that aloof look with his arms crossed over his chest.
With the arrogance and disdain that is the hallmark of a Saiyan prince on his face, he snorted coldly at the giant in the light curtain:
“Humph! It’s just a slightly larger living target! It looks good but is useless!”
“A truly strong person relies on his own unrivaled pure fighting power that has been tempered through thousands of trials and tribulations! Rather than just having a huge body for show!”
“This kind of flashy, seemingly gaudy light, other than being able to fool those ignorant fools, how much power can it contain?!”
Although he spoke with the utmost contempt and disdain, in the depths of his sharp eyes, belonging to the prince of a proud fighting nation, a hint of scrutiny and solemnity passed by imperceptibly.
This giant bathed in mysterious light may not be as insignificant as he appears to be.
An inexplicable feeling that made it impossible for him to completely ignore it.
Chapter 17: The first battle is the peak! Form switching, the two beasts are desperate! (Old version)
The image of the sky was presented with incredible clarity before the eyes of every living being in the heavens and all realms.
The ultra-ancient ruins built with ancient stone structures groaned under the heavy burden and began to crumble in front of the two huge and ferocious monsters.
Dust and rubble fell.
A monster with a dull dark gray color all over.
It has huge horns on its head.
A soul-stirring growl rolled from deep in his throat.
It was the land overlord, Golzan.
The other monster was covered in a hard shell that reflected a dark luster.
A pair of huge wings covered with thick membranes stretch out from its back.
It circled in the low sky, making sharp and piercing hisses from time to time.
That is the hunter of the sky, Melba.
They are the pioneers awakening from the deep darkness.
They carry pure malice that seeks to destroy all life.
They came here with a clear goal, heading straight for the sleeping giant of light that was about to be awakened deep in the ruins.
In an instant.
A dazzling light that cannot be described in words flashed by.
The towering and huge body of Ultraman Tiga appeared out of thin air in front of the ruins.
He appears in a composite form that is a perfect interweaving of red, purple, and silver.
His figure is upright and agile, and every line is full of power.
His whole body exudes a majestic aura that is as calm as a mountain and as powerful as the sea.
Facing the destructive ultrasonic waves emitted from Golzan’s huge mouth, which were enough to shake the earth.
Facing Melba’s fierce attack from high altitude that tore through the air.
Tiga did not choose to confront head-on with brute force.
That is not what a wise person does.
The timer on Tiga’s chest, which was flashing with mysterious light, suddenly lit up.
His body, in the flow of light, instantly underwent incredible changes.
The originally bright red part quickly faded.
Instead, it is a deep and elegant blue-purple tone.
His figure also became smoother, lighter and more dynamic.
This is the aerial form of Ultraman Tiga.
At this moment, his speed instantly soared to a staggering Mach 7.
He turned into an incredibly fast blue lightning.
He easily dodged the fatal impact brought by Melba’s high-speed dive from high altitude with destructive force.
The strong wind brushed past his body.
While completing the ultimate dodge.
Ultraman Tiga had already condensed pure energy in the blink of an eye.
A faint blue light bullet – the Rampart light bullet, tore through the sky.
It hit the base of Melba’s huge wing with perfect accuracy.
The huge and ferocious bird suddenly let out a shrill scream.
Its originally stable and agile flying posture suddenly became completely out of control.
The huge and heavy body swayed in the air and fell weakly to the cold and hard ground.
Stirring up a cloud of dust.
Immediately afterwards, Ultraman Tiga switched his form again.
His decision was swift.
His blue-purple body was quickly covered by a fiery red as the light surged.
The muscle lines become more distinct.
The body shape also becomes more sturdy and heavy, full of explosive power.
This is the powerful form of Ultraman Tiga.
His strength was enhanced to an unimaginable degree at this moment.
Facing Golzan’s huge body covered with hard skin.
Faced with its extremely brutal attack, it was powerful enough to split mountains and rocks.
He simply chose to ignore it completely.
Ultraman Tiga strode forward.
The ground shook with his footsteps.
He grabbed the extremely thick horn on Golzan’s head.
A roar containing endless power came from his mouth.
A stream of red light containing surging and burning energy – the Dilasium stream of light, gushed out violently from between his arms.
It hit Golzan’s indestructible body hard.
The huge monster immediately let out a painful roar.
Its huge body retreated repeatedly under the impact of this irresistible force.
The hard skin that it was proud of was also burned black and emitted a pungent smell.
at last.
Ultraman Tiga grabbed Golzan, who was staggering and losing his balance due to the impact of the Dilashium light stream.
He used his waist to perform a perfect shoulder throw.
Throw its huge and heavy body into the volcano in the distance where hot magma is rolling.
At the moment of falling, Golzan let out a roar of extreme despair.
In the end, it was completely swallowed up by the surging red magma.
No more sound.
The first battle was a success.
Ultraman Tiga demonstrated incredible and amazing tactical adaptability.
He can adapt to different characteristics of the enemy.
Switch between power and speed types flexibly and smoothly.
With minimal self-consumption, maximize your unique advantages.
Defeated two powerful Taichi monsters cleanly and neatly.
Its combat intelligence is impressive.
The world of death, Soul Society.
In the solemn and dignified hall of the First Corps She.
The captain of the Gotei 13, Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni, slowly opened his old eyes that seemed to have seen through a thousand years.
He quietly watched the textbook-like battle between the giants of light in the sky.
His face, which was covered with deep wrinkles and had witnessed countless hardships, showed a rare and clear look of approval.
“Changing your form and abilities according to the characteristics of the enemy is the basic principle of combat.”
His voice is still loud.
The majesty contained therein remains undiminished in the slightest.
“This giant has shown his ability in his first battle.”
“We must be flexible in the face of adversity, be calm and decisive, and not be bound by a single rigid form of force.”
“Make good use of its strengths and avoid its weaknesses.”
“It is rare to have such a high level of combat wisdom when showing one’s power for the first time.”
His deep eyes that saw through everything in the world revealed his high approval of Ultraman Tiga without any concealment.
This giant is worth paying attention to.
Chapter 18 The Devil’s Prophecy? Light will dispel darkness! (Old version)
The sky screen suddenly switched.
The night is as dark as ink, densely covering a modern and prosperous city with brilliant lights.
The flashing neon lights try to dispel the deep night.
However, the strange atmosphere that quietly permeated the air could not be concealed by this flashy light.
The breath carried an inexplicable chill, causing the stray cats on the street corners to huddle their bodies and prick up their ears in alertness.
The hustle and bustle of the city seemed to be strangled by an invisible hand, revealing a sense of depression.
Shadows creep and lengthen in the corners of the city.
An extremely thin alien with a face that seemed to be permanently engraved with a sinister look slowly walked out of the deepest darkness.
He calls himself a Kirieloid.
There was a fanaticism and an almost paranoid belief burning in his eyes, which was out of tune with the cold urban atmosphere around him.
The Kirieloid declared in a low but clear voice, echoing in the silent night sky.
What he believes in is the will of fire.
In his opinion, Ultraman Tiga, the giant of light regarded as hope by mankind, is not the real savior.
But it is a devil in the guise of light.
A deceiver who weaves false hopes.
His only purpose in coming here was to expose Tigana’s hypocritical true face.
He wants to use the power of fire to guide lost human beings onto the only “right path” he believes in.
It was a road paved with flames that burned all vanity.
As soon as this Kirieloid appeared, he displayed his unfathomable strength without any concealment.
A strange dark red flame was swirling around him.
The flame was not an ordinary burning thing. It flickered but made no explosion sound. Instead, it was filled with a heart-pounding deathly silence.
Every slight movement created a wave of extremely hot air.
The asphalt buckled slightly beneath his feet, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of sulfur.
A tense confrontation instantly formed between him and Ultraman Tiga who had just arrived.
A fierce battle is about to break out.
Malicious and sarcastic words kept emanating from the mouths of the Kirieloid people, the sound was sharp and pierced the night sky.
“Giant of Light?”
“Your light is nothing but a rootless duckweed, just for show.”
He sneered, his eyes full of disdain for Tiga’s power.
“I am the true God who can truly guide mankind.”
“I am the embodiment of fire, the master of destruction and rebirth.”
The Kirieloid slowly raised his hands, palms facing up.
Powerful dark energy gathered madly in his palm.
The air around him was violently distorted due to the concentration of this energy, as if the space itself was shaking.
Energy bombs burning with ominous black flames quickly took shape in his palms – Hellfire bombs.
These Hellfire bombs emit terrifying high temperatures that can destroy everything.
Each one contains enough energy to melt steel instantly.
As soon as they appeared, the surrounding neon lights dimmed a little, as if they were sucked by the dark flames.
“Feel the despair, false light.”
The Kirieloid grinned and swung his arm violently.
Dozens of Hellfire bombs, with a shrill sound of breaking through the air, bombarded Ultraman Tiga fiercely like poisonous snakes stalking their prey.
Their goal is clear, which is to completely burn this giant of light standing in the city and turn it into ashes.
Faced with this surging dark flame that seemed to devour all the light in heaven and earth.
Ultraman Tiga, with his balanced composite posture, did not show the slightest sign of retreat.
His body is as steady as a mountain.
He calmly crossed his arms across his chest, a classic defense and counterattack start.
The colorful timer on the chest was flashing more and more brightly at this moment, and the blue light was like the purest gem.
The pure and powerful energy of light surged within him.
All the strength was concentrated between his arms.
The light became brighter and brighter, almost rendering his entire body pure gold.
He unleashed his most iconic signature skill – the Zaperio Ray.
A golden beam of light that embodies Tiga’s unwavering will and unrivaled power.
It is not as violent as the Hellfire Bomb, but it carries a determination to cut off everything.
Like the first ray of dawn light breaking through the long night, it tore apart the curtain of darkness.
This golden beam of light collided violently with the dense Hellfire bombs fired by the Kirieloids in mid-air.
There was no lag at all.
moment.
A deafening roar erupted in the sky.
The sound was like thousands of thunders exploding at the same time, shaking the glass in the entire city.
The extremely dazzling light and the deep and terrifying flames intertwined violently and confronted each other madly at the center of the collision.
It was as if the original wills of two completely different worlds were colliding and competing most fiercely at this moment.
On one side is the darkness and destruction that devours everything.
On the other side is the light and hope that purifies everything.
The stalemate did not last long.
Finally, the golden light representing hope and justice began to show its unparalleled penetrating power.
It gradually overwhelmed the black flames that symbolized darkness and destruction.
Under the impact of the golden light, the black flames of the Hellfire Bomb quickly melted and dissipated like ice and snow encountering the scorching sun.
The rays of the Pelion are unstoppable.
It turned into an unstoppable golden torrent, piercing through one Hellfire Bomb after another cleanly and neatly.
After destroying all obstacles, it hit the Kirieloid’s body hard.
The body of that arrogant alien suddenly shook.
He let out a shrill roar filled with pain and unwillingness.
His body shook violently under the impact of the golden light, and the strange flames around him were instantly dispersed.
Finally, his entire body was engulfed by the pure light.
With an unwilling roar, it was beaten back miserably and disappeared into the depths of the night.
The aftermath of the battle gradually subsided.
The blinding light slowly dissipated.
The huge silver-red body of Ultraman Tiga still stands proudly in the dark night sky like an unshakable mountain.
The colored timer on his chest was still flashing that calm and firm blue light.
The light penetrated the remaining smoke and dust from the battle, illuminating the devastated streets below.
It seems to be silently but powerfully declaring an eternal truth:
【The power of light will eventually illuminate all darkness. 】
In the world of Naruto, deep in the remote Myoboku Mountain.
Jiraiya, the Toad Sage, was sitting cross-legged on a huge rock, holding a pen in his hand, seemingly thinking about something.
The sky in front of him clearly reflected the fierce battle between the Giant of Light and the Flame Alien.
When you see the golden light finally dispel the dark flames in the sky.
Jiraiya stroked his long gray chin, a thoughtful expression on his face.
He uttered a cry of surprise.
“Is this another so-called battle between gods?”
“That alien who claims to be the incarnation of fire is quite arrogant. He wants to use his theory of fire to rule over mankind.”
“And that giant of light clearly represents another kind of power, a power of light…”
There was an obvious curiosity in his eyes, as well as a desire to explore deep in his bones.
“But, this giant of light has a very firm will.”
“Faced with that enemy who claimed to be a god, he did not waver or retreat in the slightest.”
“I used my own light to forcefully repel the seemingly powerful darkness.”
Jiraiya grinned, a hint of appreciation in his eyes.
“It seems that this so-called power of light is not completely useless.”
“Sometimes, simple and direct power is more effective.”
Chapter 19 Absolute Defense? Strength is Truth! (Old Version)
The picture on the sky suddenly changed.
A steep and dangerous valley suddenly appeared.
The heavy footsteps came closer and closer like the sound of drums, making people feel uneasy.
The ground began to tremble slightly, and rubble rolled down the cliff.
A huge monster slowly stepped into the valley.
Its entire body is covered with a thick and hard black shell.
The shell had a cold, hard metallic luster, and each piece looked extremely thick, as if it were a naturally formed fortress.
This is the monster Hilbagun.
Its eyes flashed with a ferocious light as it scanned this unfamiliar area.
Hilbagon let out an extremely dull roar.
The sound waves echoed through the valley, making the mountain walls on both sides buzz.
Every step he took caused the entire valley to shake violently, as if the earth was groaning.
Its indestructible black shell is said to have absolute defensive capabilities.
It is said to be able to deflect most energy-based attacks with ease.
Not only that, its power is also extremely terrifying.
The Victory Team’s various high-tech weapons, laser cannons, missiles, bombarded it continuously.
However, those attacks landed on its thick shell, only splashing a few insignificant sparks before being bounced away.
It’s like tickling it. It can’t cause any substantial harm and is completely useless.
At this moment, a huge figure tore through the sky and descended into the valley.
Ultraman Tiga.
His composite body of red, purple and silver stood out in the dim valley.
Facing this monster known for its defense, Ultraman Tiga appeared extremely cautious.
He slowly crossed his arms in front of his chest, and the energy around him began to gather rapidly.
Golden light particles condensed and compressed between his arms.
A dazzling golden Zaperion ray of light suddenly shot towards Hilbagon.
The light tore through the air, making a sharp whistling sound.
However, as expected from previous intelligence.
The golden light containing powerful destructive power instantly touched the extremely hard black shell of Hilbagon.
The light was like shining on the smoothest mirror and was suddenly bounced away.
The refracted light beam shot towards the distant mountain wall, causing an extremely violent explosion.
Rocks collapsed and smoke and dust filled the air.
Seeing this, Hilbagon seemed to realize that his opponent’s attack was ineffective.
It raised its head and let out a triumphant and arrogant roar.
The roar was filled with ridicule at Ultraman Tiga’s inability to attack.
Then, it took those heavy and huge steps, exerting strength on all four of its limbs.
The huge body was like an out-of-control heavy tank, rushing towards Ultraman Tiga with tremendous force.
The ground was trampled by it, leaving a series of deep footprints.
At this critical moment, there is no way to avoid it.
The diamond-shaped colorful timer on Ultraman Tiga’s chest flashed brightly again.
The light rang rapidly.
His body was instantly completely covered in a fiery red color.
A powerful form that transforms from a composite type to a power type.
His muscles bulged and his body seemed to become more muscular.
Facing the ferocious charge of Hilbagon that was like a mountain crushing over him.
Ultraman Tiga didn’t even dodge.
His legs sank suddenly, rooting firmly to the ground, and the rock under his feet cracked instantly.
He chose to take this horrific blow head-on.
His arms suddenly burst out with unimaginable terrifying power.
He actually managed to completely withstand the violent impact of Silpagun, who weighed tens of thousands of tons.
“Bang!”
A dull bang exploded in the valley.
With his huge body, Hilbagon could not move an inch in front of Ultraman Tiga’s arms.
The aftermath of the impact spread in all directions, stirring up a cloud of dust.
Immediately afterwards, Ultraman Tiga let out a roar that shook the earth.
The energy in his body was like a long-dormant volcano, erupting violently at this moment.
That tremendous energy rushed towards his arms madly.
Between his arms, a powerful special move exclusively for the powerful type – the Dilasium Light Stream was formed.
A torrent of red energy that was extremely hot and as thick as magma gushed out from between his arms.
This torrent of energy, carrying the aura of all destruction, directly bombarded the absolute defense that Hilbagon was proud of.
Snap!
A sharp, teeth-grinding sound of breaking something echoed clearly throughout the valley.
In the face of the pure, violent, and irrational power of the Dilasium light stream.
The black shell of Silpagoda, which was said to be indestructible, was actually as fragile as ceramic.
It was smashed to pieces by the red energy torrent that hit it from the front.
Countless broken black scales, mixed with the monster’s body fluids, splashed in all directions.
Hilbagon’s huge body trembled violently.
It let out a painful and shrill cry.
The voice was full of disbelief and fear.
The huge body was staggering, and it could no longer maintain its previous arrogance.
After the destruction of Planet Vegeta, there was a desolate and silent depth of the universe.
Vegeta, the Saiyan prince who was training hard on an unnamed planet, was clearly watching every battle taking place in the sky through some strange mental induction.
The moment he saw Ultraman Tiga shatter the monster’s defense with pure strength, a cold and aloof smile involuntarily appeared on the corner of his mouth.
“snort!”
“The so-called absolute defense is nothing but a ridiculous joke in front of real, absolute power!”
He crossed his arms across his chest with an arrogant attitude, his tone filled with extreme disdain for the so-called defensive measures of the weak.
In his view, any form of defense has its limits.
The stronger and purer power that can surpass that limit is the only key to determining the outcome of all battles.
The so-called skills are meaningless in the face of an absolute power gap.
In the distant and mysterious Tang Sect.
An old man in a plain Tang suit with white hair and beard – Tang Miaoxing, the leader of the Tang Sect, was squinting his eyes and watching intently the fierce and domineering attack of Ultraman Tiga in the sky.
He slowly stroked his gray beard with his slender fingers.
A barely perceptible glimmer of admiration flashed across his deep eyes.
“Use a point to break the surface. Concentrate all your strength on a single point and explode suddenly at the moment of contact, thus destroying the entire defense structure in one fell swoop.”
He analyzed softly in a voice that only he could hear.
His tone was filled with the insight and deep understanding that only a martial arts grandmaster could possess.
“What a fierce and unparalleled approach.”
“This being called the Giant of Light possesses more than just that powerful energy.”
“He has a lot of experience in using his own strength and grasping the timing. He is not just a reckless person.”
There was a hint of appreciation for this use of pure power in his eyes.
Chapter 20 Speed ​​is the edge! Precision hunting in the air! (Old version)
The previous scene of the valley collapsing disappeared without a trace.
Instead, there is the vast expanse of space.
Countless twinkling stars, cold and distant, quietly suspended in the deep dark curtain.
Their light is dim, but it embellishes the dead silence.
A strangely shaped spacecraft was fleeing in panic at an alarming speed.
Its metal shell gleams with a cold technological luster, forming a sharp contrast with the depths of the universe.
This is the vehicle used by the Raichuran who had previously disguised himself as a human and conspired to stir up conflict on Earth.
At this moment, it no longer has its previous secrecy and can only escape in a panic.
The Earth Defense Organization’s Victory Team’s Hiyan fighter followed closely behind.
The orange and white fuselage is particularly eye-catching in the darkness, representing mankind’s indomitable will to pursue.
The pilots tried their best and the engines roared with unwillingness.
However, the speed of the Raichuran spacecraft was too fast, far beyond the limits of Earth’s technology.
The Feiyan fighter plane was gradually left behind, and the pursuit seemed futile.
In the hearts of the members of the Victory Team, anxiety replaced the initial anger.
At this critical moment, a blue-purple light broke through the silent universe.
The light was extremely fast, like the brightest meteor in the night sky, instantly tearing through the darkness.
Ultraman Tiga’s aerial form descends in a way beyond understanding.
His smooth and light body displays unparalleled grace in the weightless vacuum of the universe.
Compared to the bulky spaceship, he is so agile.
In just a blink of an eye, Tiga went from far away to approaching at a terrifying speed of up to Mach 7.
The distance between him and the Raichuran spaceship was rapidly shortening.
The desperate fugitives faced a new nightmare.
Faced with the intensive laser fire fired by the spacecraft in desperation, Tiga demonstrated his amazing maneuverability.
The crimson laser beams intertwined into a web, trying to devour everything.
But Tiga was like a spirit swallow flying through the storm.
He traveled at high speed through a dense meteorite belt, with huge rocks narrowly brushing past him.
Every dodge was perfect, accurately avoiding all fatal attacks.
His posture was light and graceful, without any sign of panic.
The ferocity of the laser contrasts with the calmness of his flying.
Immediately afterwards, Tiga no longer just dodged.
His long arms moved quickly and skillfully.
The blue energy particles quickly gathered and compressed in his palm.
Blue light bullets condensed in his hands, emitting a dangerous aura.
They are extremely sharp and shoot out with the determination to tear everything apart.
It was the long-range skill of Aerial Tiga – Rampart Light Bullet.
These light bullets drew graceful and deadly arcs in the dark vacuum of the universe.
Their targets were clear, and they hit the engine part of the Raqiulan spacecraft with incredible precision.
There is also a weapon system that constantly spews flames.
boom.
A series of violent explosions bloomed silently but dazzlingly in the silent universe.
Flames engulfed the tail of the spacecraft, like a blooming flower of death, eerie and magnificent.
The alien spacecraft, having lost its power and weapon system, instantly turned into an out-of-control tin can.
It rolled and spun desperately in the vacuum of the universe, completely losing its last hope of escape.
The previous arrogance is now gone.
Finally, Tiga’s figure accelerated again and turned into a blue lightning.
He launched a high-speed kick with tremendous force, hitting the disabled spaceship hard.
The huge impact force caused the metal shell of the spacecraft to twist and deform instantly.
Finally, in an even more violent explosion, it completely disintegrated and turned into cosmic dust.
The ambitions of the Leiqiulan people disappeared.
The entire annihilation process was as smooth as flowing water.
Clean and neat, without any drag.
Perfectly demonstrates the unparalleled speed of Ultraman Tiga’s aerial form.
And amazing precision strike capability.
While moving at such a high speed, he can still maintain extremely high attack accuracy.
His grasp of fleeting opportunities was perfect and impeccable.
The vastness of the universe has become his stage for performance.
In Konoha Village, in the Hokage’s office.
The Fourth Hokage, Minato Namikaze, was dealing with a mountain of documents.
The hustle and bustle outside the window contrasts with the quietness inside.
In the sky, the astonishing speed displayed by Tiga in the high-speed movement of the universe and the extremely precise attacks made him put down the pen in his hand temporarily.
A rare solemnity flashed across those eyes that were as blue as the sky.
What followed was admiration that was difficult to conceal.
“What a fast speed.”
He muttered under his breath.
There was a hint of solemnity in that voice that he himself had not noticed.
As the “Yellow Flash” who is the fastest in the ninja world, his perception of speed is far beyond that of ordinary people.
But the speed of the giant of light in the sky seemed beyond his understanding.
“Moreover, he was able to carry out such precise attacks while moving at such a high speed.”
Minato’s brows furrowed slightly, as if he was thinking about the mystery.
“The timing was simply impeccable.”
“This kind of fighting technique, this kind of use of one’s own abilities…”
He secretly memorized every detail of Tiga’s fighting style.
This is not just pure power, but also a state of mind.
This may become a valuable object for future research and reference.
In order to protect Konoha, he would not miss any opportunity to learn powerful things.
Although the fighting style of giants and ninjas is different, their core fighting concepts may have something in common.
Chapter 21: The Forgotten Guardian, Obik’s Lament (Old Version)
The picture on the sky curtain flows, as if brushing away the thick dust accumulated over the years.
A tranquil and ancient atmosphere permeates.
The camera moves slowly.
A village nestled in the mountains and beside the water, full of strong local flavor, comes into view.
Night is falling.
The bright moonlight poured down, spreading all over the earth.
The cool silver light enveloped the ancient houses.
It also illuminates the winding dirt paths through the village.
The air seemed to still retain the residual warmth from the villagers’ hard work during the day, but was now gradually permeated by the coolness of the moonlit night.
However, this rare tranquility was soon completely broken.
A huge figure appeared in the center of the village without warning.
He has a peculiar and weird appearance.
The form reveals an ancient and profound mysterious atmosphere.
He is the monster Obik.
He had been the guardian of this village for generations.
He has long protected the residents here and kept them from external harm.
Time passes and times change.
The rapid development of science and technology has brought about a new lifestyle.
People gradually forgot about this ancient patron saint.
The temples that were once filled with worship and awe are now deserted.
Cobwebs were everywhere and dust was piling up.
Even the ancient stone bridge connecting the two ends of the village where he has lived for a long time and has witnessed countless vicissitudes of life is facing the fate of being demolished by modern engineering.
The feeling of being forgotten and lonely overwhelmed him like a tide.
The despair of losing his last home completely devoured his sanity.
Obike became angry because of this.
He went crazy.
His gigantic body wreaked havoc in the village.
The house collapsed beneath his feet, sending wood chips flying.
The solid ground cracked with every step he took, revealing hideous cracks.
He wanted to use this extremely violent method to reawaken people’s vague memories of his past existence.
He wanted to remind them that they had once been protected by him.
He wanted them to remember that forgotten time.
The huge figure of Ultraman Tiga descended into the severely damaged village amid the exclamations of the villagers and the roar of Obike.
He did not launch an immediate and fierce attack as he had done in previous encounters with the enemy.
He just stared quietly at the huge monster in front of him.
He keenly felt the unspeakable deep loneliness in Obik’s heart.
He also felt the sadness and confusion of being unable to integrate into the rapidly developing new era.
It wasn’t pure, all-destructive malice.
It was more like a cry of pain from the forgotten.
A desperate roar.
The battle inevitably began.
Tiga’s movements seemed a little hesitant.
He moved with evident restraint.
Every time he attacked, he tried his best to avoid Obik’s vital parts.
It seemed as if he didn’t really want to hurt this former guardian.
Obik also clearly felt Tiga’s unusual attitude, which was different from that of his usual enemies.
This hesitation, this reluctance to take drastic measures, actually stimulated him even more.
His attacks became more frantic as a result.
Every blow was delivered with a determination and desperation to destroy both oneself and the enemy.
He swung his strong arms, smashing everything around him, including Tiga.
Finally, after a frenzy of destruction, Obik seemed to understand.
After all, he was unable to integrate into this new era of rapid change and development.
Nor could he prevent the village from being irreversibly changed.
The old will inevitably be replaced by the new.
In a state of complete and deep despair, he made an extremely tragic choice.
He gathered all the remaining strength in his body.
He launched a determined, suicidal charge towards Ultraman Tiga.
The figure was filled with unbridled cruelty.
Faced with Obik’s final attack filled with endless despair, Tiga did not choose to fight back.
He didn’t dodge either.
He slowly opened his Ultra Barrier that was filled with soft light.
The barrier gently received Obik’s huge and heavy body.
The impact was quietly resolved.
He gently and carefully held the shrinking Obik in his arms.
He stared down into Obik’s huge eyes filled with complicated sadness.
The bright moonlight fell quietly on them.
Under the cold moonlight, Obik’s body was like starlight scattered by the breeze.
Little by little, it slowly dissipated into the silent night sky.
In the end, he disappeared completely without leaving a trace.
As if it had never appeared.
The huge figure of Ultraman Tiga still stood quietly under the cold moonlight after Obik disappeared.
He lowered his head slightly.
He stared in the direction where Obik had just disappeared.
His eyes were filled with indescribable tenderness.
There is also a faint, imperceptible sadness in it.
A voice full of profound philosophy quietly sounded in his heart.
This voice seemed to echo in the hearts of countless creatures watching this scene through the sky:
“In fact, everyone can become light through their own strength.”
The back mountain of Biyou Village.
Feng Baobao was still wearing her extremely simple clothes.
She squatted casually under a big tree with lush branches and leaves.
She nibbled the sweet potato in her hand in small bites.
She looked at the scene in the sky with a somewhat nonchalant look as Obik turned into stars and finally disappeared.
There was still no obvious change in her expression.
She didn’t seem to be touched at all by this slightly sad and regretful story.
She just tilted her head slightly, as if she was thinking about something, but also as if she was thinking about nothing.
Then she continued to lower her head and concentrated on eating the hot sweet potato in her hand.
The sweet and sticky aroma of sweet potatoes spreads slightly in the air.
Chapter 22 The Call of the Sleeping Girl, the Precision Disintegration of the Steel Dragon! (Old Version)
A scarlet smoke enveloped the entire city.
There was a suffocating depression in the air.
An indescribable strange atmosphere is quietly spreading.
A huge and ferocious cosmic steel dragon, Guwamu, occupies the center of the picture.
Its entire body is covered with hard scales that gleam with a cold metallic glow.
Every detail exudes a cold mechanical feel, the shape is ferocious and full of strong oppression.
The most frightening thing is its huge head.
A completely transparent crystal container is embedded in it.
Lina, the ace pilot of the Victory Team, is imprisoned in this crystal.
Her eyes were closed and her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she had fallen into some kind of forced sleep, or as if she had been deprived of all her strength.
The metal body of Guwamu was continuously emitting thick red smoke.
These smokes are not simple obscurations.
They are slowly but surely transforming the Earth’s atmosphere.
The goal is to turn this blue planet into a harsh environment suitable for its own survival and full of destructive atmosphere.
The huge body of Ultraman Tiga descended in the red mist.
He stood firmly in front of the steel dragon.
His eyes first turned to Lina who was imprisoned in the transparent crystal.
There was no trace of murderous intent in his eyes, but instead a barely perceptible hint of worry.
He did not immediately launch a devastating, powerful attack like he did with other monsters.
He understood it deeply.
Any reckless energy impact could cause irreparable damage to Lina in the crystal.
That fragile life cannot withstand the slightest setback.
Therefore, throughout the entire battle, Tiga always maintained his blue-purple aerial form.
This form maximizes his speed and flexibility.
He turned into a stream of blue-purple light and shuttled at high speed around the huge body of the steel dragon.
His movements were swift and graceful, avoiding the destructive beams that Guwamu continued to fire from various parts of his body.
Those tracking missiles, with their long tails of flame, were unable to capture his figure.
The battle once fell into a tense stalemate.
With the hard armor covering its entire body and its inexhaustible powerful firepower, Guwamu made it difficult for Tiga to find an effective attack point.
Every tentative approach may lead to a violent counterattack.
However, because Tiga was deeply concerned about Lina’s safety, he could not use his powerful light skills without reservation.
Any large-scale attack could affect the fragile crystal container.
However, Tiga did not show any sign of anxiety because of this.
His mind was as calm as water.
He calmly observed every subtle movement of Guwamu, analyzed its attack patterns, and looked for fleeting flaws and opportunities.
Finally, after a fierce combination attack from Guwamu, there seemed to be a gap of one ten-thousandth of a second in its energy output.
Its huge body therefore paused for an extremely short, almost imperceptible moment.
Ultraman Tiga keenly captured this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.
His hands were like lightning that cut through the night sky, waving at a speed beyond the limits of vision.
Two energy beams containing extreme cutting power condensed into shape in his palms – Rampart light bullets!
The two beams of light shining with cold light were like two precise scalpels given life.
They tear through the air at a speed that is almost impossible to capture with the naked eye, making sharp whistles.
The next moment, the light bullet accurately cut the edge of the crystal container that imprisoned Lina and the main body of the ancient wood!
The cutting point is accurate to the millimeter level.
The crystal container fell with a sound, instantly separated from Guwamu’s metal head, and hovered steadily in the air.
And Lina inside the container, despite such a thrilling operation, was completely unharmed and was still sleeping quietly!
In the world of One Piece, on board the Thousand Sunny.
When Chef Sanji saw Lina being rescued safely by Ultraman Tiga in such a wonderful way on the sky screen, he was so excited that he jumped directly from the deck.
He waved his arms excitedly, and his face showed a heartfelt and brilliant joy.
Two huge love symbols even appeared in his eyes.
“Great! Mr. Tiga!”
He shouted, his voice full of adoration.
“What a gentle and strong gentleman! He is able to go to such lengths to protect a weak lady! His protective heart is so dazzling!”
Navigator Nami focused her attention completely on Tiga’s miraculous and precise operation.
Her beautiful big eyes were wide open, her mouth was slightly open, and her face was full of disbelief and amazement.
“What a precise operation!”
She murmured, a tremor in her voice.
“It’s like performing an extremely precise surgical operation with a very low margin of error! In such a fast-moving, fast-changing and fierce battle, he was able to control the point and power of the light so precisely. This skill… this control… is really incredible!”
She knew very well how powerful computing and control capabilities were required for operations of this level.
Chapter 23 The Devil Returns! The Gate of Hell and the Light of Faith! (Old Version)
Above the sky, something strange happened suddenly.
The old enemy that was once defeated by Ultraman Tiga, Kirieloid, has come again at this moment.
However, this time, his body was surging with dark energy that was much deeper and more ominous than before.
His form has undergone some kind of terrifying evolution that is frightening and terrifying.
Kyrieloid II.
As soon as he appeared, the extremely strong evil aura enveloped the entire battlefield like a tangible dark cloud.
The feeling of oppression was heavier than ever before, as if it was going to freeze the air.
Kyrieloid II let out a deafening laugh, his voice filled with contempt for everything in front of him.
“Humans! A foolish and fickle race!”
His voice was like a curse from the Netherworld, echoing in everyone’s ears.
“They no longer believe in you, Ultraman Tiga!”
“The light of human faith that was once the source of your strength has now dried up like a dried-up spring!”
“How much strength do you have left now?”
To prove his malicious judgment, Kyrieloid II suddenly opened his arms.
The space behind him began to twist violently, and a huge gate to hell connecting to another dimension slowly opened with a sharp tearing sound.
It was a bottomless crack, filled with a strong smell of sulfur and sickening dark energy, as if it led to an abyss of no return.
Countless hideous and twisted phantoms of Kyrieloids, like evil spirits, swarmed out from the gate of hell.
They let out creepy sharp roars, stretched out their twisted claws that flashed with cold light, and rushed towards Ultraman Tiga.
Their goal is clear, which is to drag this giant of light into the endless abyss of despair and pain.
Ultraman Tiga’s body, pulled by countless phantoms, began to move uncontrollably towards the Gate of Hell.
Darkness, like a tide, eroded the light on his body bit by bit.
At the critical moment when Ultraman Tiga’s body was about to be completely swallowed by the endless darkness and dragged into the gate of hell.
In every corner of the city, those who survived the disaster kept their eyes fixed on the sky.
In the hospital, the little faces of those children suffering from illness are filled with worry and expectation.
All over the world, everyone is watching this battle that will determine the fate of humanity through various screens.
They all expressed their most sincere and enthusiastic support for Ultraman Tiga from the bottom of their hearts.
“Tiga!”
A tender child’s voice, with a crying tone, but extremely firm.
“Come on!”
The voices of countless people come together.
“We believe in you! You will always be our light!”
An old man raised his fist tremblingly, tears glistening in his eyes.
“Don’t give up! Tiga!”
The shouts rose one after another, resounding through the sky.
Countless tiny points of light are like fireflies quietly blooming in the dark night.
They rise from every heart that refuses to give up.
That is their purest trust in Ultraman Tiga.
That is their most persistent expectation for light and hope.
That is their strong will to never give in to despair.
These faint points of light were just stars at first.
But they quickly converged to form warm and powerful torrents.
Like a rushing river, it broke through all obstacles and rushed towards Ultraman Tiga who was surrounded by endless darkness.
Receive this light of human faith that is as hot as a flame and as majestic as the ocean.
Ultraman Tiga’s body, which had begun to dim, suddenly burst into an unprecedented, dazzling golden light.
The light was extremely pure and extremely dazzling.
It was like the rising sun, instantly dispelling all the sticky darkness around it.
Bathed in this golden light, Ultraman Tiga’s body underwent subtle and sacred changes.
The silver lines on his body became brighter, and the red parts burned with golden flames.
A more sacred, more vast, and more powerful aura emanated from him.
This is the prototype of the shining form.
It is the perfect fusion of human hope and the will of the Giant of Light.
[The power of light will eventually illuminate all darkness! ]Ultraman Tiga let out a roar filled with infinite power, and that roar contained the determination to protect and the unyielding faith.
He suddenly crossed his arms in front of his chest, gathering a golden light that was stronger and brighter than ever before.
An unprecedented and extremely bright Zeppelion ray, like a sword of creation that cuts through the eternal darkness, slammed head-on into the gate of hell that was madly devouring everything.
The golden light was like divine punishment coming.
It instantly penetrated the inky black dark energy.
Just as the hottest sun melts the most stubborn ice.
Those hideous and terrifying phantoms of Kyrieloid people were all evaporated the moment they came into contact, without even a trace of their existence left.
Finally, the golden Zaperiod ray, with overwhelming force, completely penetrated the huge crack connecting to the other dimension.
Kyrieloid II’s terrified and desperate roar had not yet been fully uttered.
He and the entire gate of hell that he summoned were swallowed up by the boundless golden light that purified everything.
Completely dissipated, leaving no trace.
The world under one person, the back mountain of Tianshi Mansion in Longhu Mountain.
The old Taoist priest Zhang Zhiwei stood quietly on the edge of the cliff, the breeze ruffling his flowing white beard.
He gazed deeply at the shocking miracle displayed by the golden light in the sky.
After a moment, a kind and relieved smile appeared on his face.
“Haha, the power of human hearts and the thoughts of all living beings can actually generate such a magnificent force.”
He stroked his beard gently, and his eyes seemed to have insight into the true meaning of the birth and death of all things in the world.
“This is not caused by external forces that come out of thin air.”
“It comes from the purest and most genuine inner light.”
“This is… the right way.”
He nodded slightly, his voice full of approval.
He gave the highest affirmation to the deep bond between Ultraman Tiga and humans, and the power of faith that resulted from it.
Chapter 24 The Dark Ruler Arrives! The Stone Statue of Despair! (Old Version)
The image of the sky was suddenly swallowed up by endless darkness and silence.
It was a suffocating depression.
Profound.
Cold.
It is the color of the deepest ocean and the color of despair itself.
An ultra-ancient relic named Luluye, which has been silent for billions of years, is slowly rising from the sunless seabed.
It breaks the surface of the water.
Driving huge waves.
The outline of the ruins appeared in the darkness, exuding an ancient air.
evil.
An ominous smell permeated the air, making every breath chilling.
In the deepest part of the Luluye ruins, in the eternal darkness, an indescribable huge figure quietly awakened.
He is the ultimate ruler of darkness.
He is the evil god who brings eternal despair.
Gatanjea.
The mere movement of awakening caused the solid structure of the ruins to groan under the weight.
Its huge body seemed to be condensed from the deepest nightmare in the universe, and every inch of it exuded soul-stirring terror.
It is like a primordial demon from the abyss of chaos.
Its appearance caused the entire planet to tremble.
The earth is wailing.
The ocean is roaring.
The sky was also distorted by its presence.
Gatanjea released a darkness as thick as ink.
The darkness seemed to have life and quickly spread in all directions.
It’s not simply the light disappearing.
It is a corrosive, all-consuming energy.
Darkness is like a merciless black tide, engulfing the entire earth with unstoppable force.
The light of the city was extinguished by it.
The outlines of the mountains and rivers are blurred by it.
The breath of life withers before it.
All the modern weapons that mankind is proud of, whether it is armor-piercing missiles or high-energy lasers, seem so pale and powerless in front of this extremely pure dark force.
They are as fragile as children’s toys.
The shells disappeared the moment they came into contact with the darkness.
The laser was easily absorbed by the darkness, failing to create even a ripple.
The last line of defense built by human civilization seemed vulnerable in the face of the absolute power of the evil god Gatanjea.
The defense line was corroded and turned into nothing in an instant.
The members of the Victory Team, with determination and heroism on their faces, drove their last hope, the Atlantis, and launched an almost desperate charge.
Fighter planes cut through the dark sky.
They tried to stop the darkness from spreading.
They tried to fight for even the slightest chance of survival for humanity.
Team member Dagu held the magic stick tightly in his hand.
The cold touch of the transformer was transmitted to his palm.
His eyes were full of determination.
Without the slightest hesitation.
He resolutely raised the clasp and transformed into Ultraman Tiga.
A bright light tore through the thick darkness.
The light transformed into a giant and rushed towards the evil god Gatanjea, who was emitting endless darkness and despair.
However, the reality is cruel.
Gatanjea’s strength is too terrifying.
Its power far exceeds any enemy Ultraman Tiga has ever faced before.
That is a qualitative difference.
It is a crushing of the life level.
The evil god waved its countless huge tentacles.
Each tentacle carries the power to destroy everything, and is flexible and deadly.
They easily restrained Ultraman Tiga’s huge body.
Tiga’s light seemed dim under the entanglement of the tentacles.
He couldn’t move.
From Gatanjea’s indescribably huge body, a piercing beam of light with astonishing power was released.
The light was pitch black.
Each time, it hit Ultraman Tiga accurately and fiercely.
The sound of painful explosions resounded through the sky.
Sparks flew.
Even if Ultraman Tiga tried his best to switch his form to the red powerful type.
He tried to break free from the desperate shackles with even greater strength.
He tried to engage Gatanjea in close combat, trying to break the suffocating darkness with his fists.
But in the face of the overwhelming, pure power of darkness, all of Tiga’s efforts still seemed extremely powerless.
Every attack he made, whether it was light or fists and kicks, was easily resolved by Gatanjea.
It was as if the children’s attacks had no effect on adults.
And he himself is constantly suffering from the erosion of darkness.
The darkness was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, eating away at his light and wearing away his will.
Finally, in the endless darkness of despair.
A ray of light as dark as ink shot out from Gatanjea’s huge, single eye.
That light embodied the ultimate evil.
It hit Ultraman Tiga’s body accurately.
That is one of Gatanjea’s most terrifying powers.
Petrifying light.
The moment the light touched, Tiga’s huge body suddenly stiffened.
The light that was originally shining on his body faded rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The breath of life drained from him.
He turned cold again.
Silence.
A lifeless stone statue.
The huge stone statue fell helplessly and sank into the cold seabed completely shrouded in darkness.
The colorful timer on his chest, which once flashed with hope and miracles, also went out completely.
Fallen into eternal darkness.
Darkness completely enveloped the entire earth.
The light disappeared.
Hope seemed to have been completely extinguished with the fall of Tiga.
The whole world has fallen into unprecedented and deep despair.
Fear flooded the hearts of every survivor like cold sea water.
They were shivering, but couldn’t find any source of light to keep warm.
In the world of One Piece, on the Thousand Sunny of the Straw Hat Pirates.
Witnessed the scene in the sky where Ultraman Tiga was petrified and sank to the bottom of the sea.
Captain Luffy clenched his fists in anxiety, veins popped out on his forehead, and he shouted loudly at the high sky:
“Stand up! Tiga!”
“Don’t lose to that dark guy! You are the light! How can light be defeated by darkness!”
His voice was filled with anxiety and disbelief.
Usopp, one of the three timid people standing nearby, was so frightened that his entire body was shaking like a sieve.
His face was as pale as paper.
His lips trembled, and his voice was filled with tears:
“It’s over… it’s over… everything is over…”
“Even…even the Giant of Light was defeated…Is this…is this really the end of the world…”
Chapter 25 The Light of Humanity! I Can Become Light Too! (Old Version)
In the skylight, Ultraman Tiga, the giant of light who symbolizes the last hope of mankind, has turned into a cold and stiff stone statue.
He sank into the deep sea of ​​endless darkness.
The remaining humans on Earth have not completely given up their last hope of survival.
On the bridge of the Atlantis, the atmosphere was so heavy that it seemed as if water might drip out.
Captain Emi Iruma stood in front of the communication screen that was flashing with messy snowflakes.
Her back was straight.
Her eyes, under the dim lights of the bridge, gleamed with an unyielding light.
Her voice, firm and penetrating, was transmitted to every corner of the world ravaged by darkness through the urgently activated global broadcasting system.
She wants to encourage those who are trembling in the abyss of despair and are almost swallowed by fear.
【We can’t just stand by and watch! 】
Her voice was a little hoarse, but every word was sonorous.
[We watched helplessly as our beloved homeland, everything we loved, was completely destroyed! ]【Wake up! Everyone! We are not really powerless! 】
On the screen, her face flushed with excitement, but the belief in her eyes became more and more intense.
[Use our own hands to fight! To strive! To hold on to the light that belongs to us! ]Intermittent crying and desperate whispers were heard over the communication channel.
“There’s no way you can win…”
“Gatanjea is too powerful…”
“Even Tiga…”
Iruma Emi took a deep breath and her voice suddenly rose, drowning out the desperate noise.
[There’s no way to win? I don’t understand what you’re talking about! ]Her roar, like thunder, exploded in the ears of every survivor.
[As long as we haven’t given up! As long as we are willing to believe! There must be hope! ]【We once believed in light. We have relied on the power of light to overcome difficulties countless times. 】
[But now, even if the light that guides us is temporarily extinguished, we must learn to believe in ourselves! ][Because, in fact, everyone can rely on their own strength to become light! ]【We ourselves are the light! 】
Captain Iruma Emi’s speech, which was filled with unspeakable hope and tremendous power, spread quickly like a spark that set a prairie on fire.
The surviving children all over the world, those children who huddled in the darkness with only fear in their eyes.
Those adults who were numb in despair and had almost given up thinking.
Deep in their hearts, they have an instinctive desire for light.
The once extremely firm belief and dependence on Ultraman Tiga.
Like a faint flame blown by a hurricane, it was reignited at this moment and burst into unprecedented heat!
In the ruins of the city, a ragged little girl with tears on her face was trembling, but she imitated the way Tiga did in her memory and slowly raised her little hand.
In a rural shelter, a white-haired old man, his cloudy eyes regained their spirit, he raised his arm with difficulty and pointed to the sky.
On the hospital bed, the injured man gritted his teeth and stretched out his bandaged hand with all his strength.
They raised their hands one after another.
They closed their eyes and prayed devoutly.
Release the perhaps faint but extremely precious light deep in your heart, without reservation, towards the unknown existence!
All of a sudden, countless tiny golden dots of light, like stars suddenly lighting up in the night sky, rose up from every corner and every crack of the earth.
They were tiny at first, like fireflies.
But they converge and merge.
Eventually, they converged into a warm and powerful golden torrent.
This torrent carries the will and expectations of all mankind.
It is like a sharp sword that can break through the endless darkness.
Without hesitation, they rushed towards the stone statue of Ultraman Tiga that sank to the bottom of the cold sea!
In the picture, in the deep darkness that imprisoned countless souls.
Lina was tied up and unable to move, but her consciousness was extremely clear.
She heard Captain Iruma’s call.
She felt prayers from all over the world.
There are also countless children who have been protected by Ultraman Tiga.
At this moment, their bodies also began to emit dazzling golden light.
They are no longer afraid.
They stopped crying.
There were pure smiles on their faces.
They transformed into brilliant golden beams of light and actively merged into the torrent of light rushing toward the bottom of the sea.
Their lives, their will, and their light will all become the power for Ultraman Tiga’s revival!
Under the endless, warm and hopeful light.
On the deep and cold seabed, fine cracks began to appear on the huge stone statue of Ultraman Tiga.
Cracks spread from under his feet and climbed upwards, covering his entire petrified body like a spider web.
The colored timer on his chest, which had been completely extinguished and fell into deathly silence, began to flash a faint but extremely tenacious blue light again under the continuous infusion of golden light.
The next moment, the faint blue light suddenly surged!
It burst out with a golden light that was more dazzling, more sacred and vast than ever before!
That light is no longer just hope.
It contains courage, faith, and everlasting love for humanity!
This golden light is like the rising sun breaking through the eternal darkness.
It brings endless hope and infinite power to every desperate soul!
In the world of Naruto, in Konoha Village.
On the training ground, Uzumaki Naruto had just finished a day of hard training, his clothes were soaked with sweat.
He looked up at the shocking scene in the sky.
He clenched his fists excitedly, and the muscles in his arms bulged.
Those already bright blue eyes were now filled with eagerness and excitement.
He looked at the golden light in the sky that was like a miracle and gathered the hopes of all mankind.
He couldn’t help shouting out loud:
“Look! Sasuke! Sakura! Kakashi-sensei!”
His voice is loud and full of infectious power.
“This is the power of everyone!”
“This is the will of mankind!”
“As long as we don’t give up! As long as we still believe! We can definitely create any miracle!”
He seemed to see in that golden light his own image of himself, who had once practiced hard in order to gain the recognition of the villagers.
He seemed to see himself fighting beyond his limits time and time again to protect his important companions.
The power generated by the bonds between humans and the unyielding faith is truly endless!
This is the most powerful force!
Chapter 26: The Ultimate Explosion of the Will of Light! (Old Version)
Above the sky, the golden light that gathers the hopes and beliefs of mankind all over the world is like a rushing river of life, continuously pouring in.
On the silent and cold seabed, the stone statue of Ultraman Tiga finally ushered in a complete resurrection after a long wait.
This is more than just recovery.
This is a kind of transcendence.
He surpassed all previous forms of combat.
He evolved into an unprecedented ultimate form – Shining Tiga.
His body, in the pure golden light, broke free from the shackles of petrification and the confinement of darkness.
In the light, his outline became clearer and clearer, and expanded.
Eventually, he reached an astonishing height of 120 meters.
This is a brand new, powerful giant.
His whole body radiated a warm and majestic golden light.
The light is not blinding.
Instead, it is like the rising sun, gently illuminating every inch of the world shrouded in darkness.
He is the longing for light in all mankind.
He is the embodiment of all human beings’ will to survive.
The once dim colored timer on his chest was now emitting an unprecedented, eternal and brilliant light.
It is no longer just a countdown to an event.
It becomes a beacon of hope that never goes out.
On the opposite side was the evil god Gatanjea, who was huge in stature and surrounded by tremendous dark energy.
Its very existence is synonymous with despair.
Shining Tiga’s pure golden eyes stared at it quietly.
There was no trace of fear in his eyes.
There was no retreat at all.
There is only a firm will that burns as hot as the sun.
He just shook his body slightly.
The countless tentacles that had previously tightly bound the stone statue, like a giant deep-sea python, suddenly broke into pieces.
He easily broke free of all his restraints.
This demonstrates an overwhelming force that far exceeds any previous form.
Gatanje felt an unprecedented deadly threat.
It let out a roar of anger that pierced its soul.
The roar was filled with brutality and a hint of barely perceptible fear.
Its huge body rolled violently, stirring up endless darkness.
It released a dark light that was stronger and more concentrated than before, enough to swallow up the light of the entire planet.
The light was as dark as ink, carrying the power to destroy the world.
Like a black tide bursting a dam, it once again rushed towards the shining Tiga.
The whole world seemed to be trembling under the impact of this darkness.
However, facing this terrifying force is enough to plunge any life into eternal darkness.
Shining Tiga just slowly and calmly opened his huge arms.
One action, simple but full of unparalleled confidence.
An indestructible shining ring-shaped shield made of pure golden light instantly formed in front of him and expanded rapidly.
The shield of light was dazzling, with warm and sacred energy flowing through it.
The dark light that surged in like a black tide caused an incredible scene to occur the moment it touched the golden light shield.
There was no earth-shattering collision.
The darkness melted away silently like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun.
They were completely absorbed by the pure light.
Even, it was completely purified and then bounced back.
The purified energy torrent, with the attribute of light, slammed heavily onto Gatanje’s enormous body.
The evil god let out a shrill and painful wail.
For the first time, its dark energy tasted the burning of light.
Darkness seems so fragile in the face of absolute light.
So vulnerable.
The existence of Shining Tiga itself is an unrivaled sword that cuts through the eternal darkness.
He constituted the most fundamental negation of Gatanjea, the ruler of darkness.
It also poses the most deadly threat.
That dazzling golden light is not just a manifestation of energy.
It represents the hope of mankind that will never surrender.
It represents the ultimate truth that light will triumph over darkness.
In the world of One Piece, on the Red Hair Pirates’ flagship, the Red Force.
Shanks looked up and gazed at the golden giant in the sky that looked like a god descending.
His eyes were filled with undisguised admiration, and even a hint of awe.
He grinned, revealing his signature hearty smile.
He picked up the bottle of wine beside him, took a big sip of wine, and said with deep emotion:
“It’s such a dazzling light that it makes me unable to open my eyes…”
“Is this the hope of mankind? This strength and this will are truly moving.”
“amazing.”
In the world of death, Soul Society, in the Seireitei.
Byakuya Kuchiki stood straight, and he also looked at the shining Tiga in the sky that was emitting sacred light and dispelling the endless darkness.
In those gray eyes that were always covered with a layer of frost, a rare strange light flashed at this moment.
His tone remained calm, but with a hint of deep thought, as he analyzed:
“Concentrating the thoughts of all living beings into one’s own strength… This has already surpassed the dimension of ordinary spirit particle battles.”
“It touches upon a deeper level of existential meaning. The boundary between the individual and the collective is blurred at this moment.”
In the Dragon Ball world, in the palace of the God of Destruction Beerus.
The God of Destruction, who was originally lying lazily, now sat up slightly.
A glimmer of seriousness, which was rare in the past, flashed across his deep purple eyes.
He looked at the golden giant in the sky with interest, as well as the energy that the giant burst out.
He scratched his chin with his claws and commented lazily:
“Oh? It actually absorbed the energy of all life on the planet?”
“The power that erupted at this moment is quite interesting.”
“It seems that the life in this universe can occasionally burst out some power that even this god finds interesting.”
Weiss stood aside with a smile on his face, and seemed quite interested in this scene.
Chapter 27: Brilliant Explosion! Shatter the Dark Realm! (Old Version)
The sky screen focuses on the final battle that determines the fate of the earth!
The evil god Gatanjea felt an unprecedented threat from Shining Tiga.
It let out a deafening roar.
The roar was filled with pure malice and desperate madness.
Dark energy that was thicker and more suffocating than before gushed out crazily from its ugly giant shell.
This darkness is no longer a simple cover-up.
It seemed to have become substantial, as sticky as ten-thousand-year-old silt, emitting the smell of decay and despair.
The darkness condensed and transformed into a giant mouth that covered the sky.
This huge mouth, with its greed to devour all life and light, tried to completely devour the shining Tiga bathed in golden light again and drag it into eternal nothingness.
However, Shining Tiga stood tall in the golden light.
He is like an immortal monument that has existed since the beginning of the universe.
Faced with the surging dark tide that was powerful enough to swallow the stars, his body did not waver at all.
His existence itself is the most thorough negation of darkness.
Slowly, with an indescribable solemnity and sacredness, he crossed his huge arms over his chest.
The movements were steady, yet contained a force that could shake the universe.
The golden light energy in his body, which contains the hope and faith of all mankind, is no longer a calm lake.
They turned into roaring, rushing golden rivers.
This energy, originating from every tiny but unyielding soul, was now gathering, compressing, and sublimating at an exponential speed within his body.
The density of energy has reached an unprecedented peak!
The space on the entire battlefield began to distort slightly due to the gathering of this energy.
【Shining Explosion!!!】
A roar like an oracle came from the mouth of Shining Tiga!
The sound penetrated the thick darkness.
This voice resounds directly into the depths of the soul of every living being.
The next moment, a golden energy wave that was difficult to describe in any words suddenly erupted with Tiga’s body as the absolute center!
This is not just a straight-line impact.
It was more like a supernova explosion.
Or in other words, it is the most primitive light at the beginning of the creation of the universe, spreading wildly in all directions in an unstoppable manner.
An invisible shock wave, carrying the will of purification, swept across the entire battlefield in an instant!
The golden light became the only color between heaven and earth at this moment.
The dark realm that Gatanjea was proud of and depended on for survival seemed so ridiculous in front of this energy that was like the shining golden sun.
The once indestructible darkness was now like thin ice exposed to the scorching sun of midsummer.
The edges of darkness began to dissipate first.
Immediately afterwards, large areas of darkness were forcibly evaporated.
The speed at which it melts, purifies, and shatters is so fast that it is almost impossible to capture with the naked eye.
You can only see where the golden light passes, and darkness completely disappears.
The thick darkness that once enveloped the entire world and plunged everything into deathly silence seemed to be forcibly torn apart and dispersed by an invisible giant hand.
The darkness fled in panic towards the depths of the universe like a receding tide.
The long-lost sunshine finally penetrated the layers of darkness again.
The first ray of sunshine pierces through the dark clouds.
Then there are millions of strands.
The warm light once again falls on this suffering land.
The people who survived the disaster bathed in this warm light, felt the hope that had been lost and regained, and their eyes were filled with tears.
Just one move.
Shining Tiga used its unrivaled power of light to completely break the dark environment on which Gatanjea depended for survival.
With his absolute power, he turned the entire battle situation around!
Light has once again become the master of this world.
The first Hokage, Hashirama Senju, looked up at the sunlight that was descending again in the sky, feeling the pure energy of light.
An extremely heroic smile appeared on his face.
He clapped his hands suddenly, making a crisp sound, and laughed:
“good!”
“That’s it!”
“Use the purest light to completely dispel the filthy darkness!”
“This is the real power! This is the power of protection!”
His laughter was full of pleasure and recognition.
The world below one person, above Longhu Mountain.
The young Taoist priest Wang Ye was currently sitting cross-legged on a piece of bluestone.
He looked at the golden energy wave that was spreading across the entire battlefield like an expanding domain.
His face, which always showed a bit of laziness and casualness, now showed a rare solemnity.
He frowned slightly.
His fingertips tapped unconsciously on his knees.
He murmured to himself:
“It’s not just a simple energy shock…”
“This is more like…”
“A kind of realm purification?”
“No, it’s more thorough than that.”
“It directly changes the rules of the surrounding environment…”
“To forcibly transform the laws of darkness into the laws of light…”
“Interesting.”
He was keenly aware that the power released by Shining Tiga seemed to be more than a simple energy collision.
Contained in that is a deeper level of power of rules that is almost like the power of words being followed by laws.
This kind of power deeply shocked even this Taoist priest who was well versed in magic.
Chapter 28 Shining Destruction! Time Reversal, Final Purification! (Old Version)
Above the sky, the evil god Gatanjea lost the protection of the dark realm.
Its huge body was no longer solid, and the darkness at the edges was thin, as if it would collapse at any time.
Even so, the ugly giant body continued to wriggle in vain.
The unwilling roar echoed in the void. Although it was weak, it was filled with deep resentment.
It has not yet been completely defeated, and the remaining will is still supporting this broken body.
The huge body of Shining Tiga slowly rose into the sky.
Every inch of his body glowed with golden light brighter than the stars.
These lights are not radiating randomly, but rather seem to be summoned by some supreme will.
They turned into billions of golden threads, converging towards the colorful timer on his chest.
At this moment, the timer shines with eternal light, like the singularity of the universe, accumulating the ultimate power to purify everything and end all evil.
The light was so intense that it almost ignited the space itself.
【Shining Destruction!!!】
A sacred proclamation resounded through the sky.
A stream of golden light, its purity and power surpassing any previous attack, was fired from the timer of Shining Tiga.
This stream of light is no longer just energy, it is more like a sword of judgment, embodying the hope of all life on Earth.
It carries the purest beliefs from the depths of countless hearts.
It even contains a terrifying power that is enough to pluck the strings of time and reverse cause and effect.
The lightsaber broke the silence of the universe and pierced accurately into the core of the deepest part of Gatanjea’s huge body.
The moment the light touched the target, there was no earth-shattering explosion.
Just ultimate purification.
The golden light spread rapidly like a living thing.
It completely devoured Gatanjea’s huge body made of pure darkness.
This is followed by decomposition, which reduces every dark particle that makes up the evil god into its most primitive energy.
The final step is purification, erasing all traces of its existence.
The dark ruler from the ancient times who once dragged the Earth into the abyss of endless despair.
This evil god who once made all life tremble.
In front of the light of the common will of all mankind, it is as fragile as the remaining snow exposed to the scorching sun.
It melted quickly and eventually turned into a handful of ashes, completely dissipating in the cold cosmic dust, with no possibility of recovery.
However, the truly soul-stirring scene has just begun.
With the complete destruction of Gatanjea, the golden light released by Shining Tiga did not dissipate.
Instead, it spread in a gentler, yet more incredible way.
The light seemed to contain some kind of creative power that was beyond comprehension.
The ruins of the city, which had been ruthlessly destroyed by the forces of darkness in previous battles, were now bathed in golden light.
The crumbling walls began to fall back into place.
The broken glass reunites.
The twisted steel bars stretch themselves.
Skyscrapers are rising up one after another, regaining their former grandeur.
The islands and lands that sank to the cold seabed due to crustal movement also slowly floated up in this sacred light.
The sea water retreated to both sides, as if welcoming the return of the king.
The fertile fields and homes of the past have reappeared.
The entire process was presented clearly to every survivor.
The broken building structures were reassembled and erected miraculously at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The sunken earth plate floated up to the surface of the blue water again with tremendous force yet incredibly gently.
It was as if an invisible hand of God was using the entire earth as a canvas to forcibly turn back time to before the disaster.
All the destruction and all the scars were healed in this miraculous light.
Finally, when the last piece of ruins is restored to its original state, when the last inch of land sees the light of day again.
The thousands of feet of golden light began to slowly converge.
The huge body of Shining Tiga, which stood tall and straight, gradually shrank and became soft in the light.
The light faded, and the human-like Daiko team members stood quietly on the ground.
He slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was a world that had returned to peace and tranquility.
Everything around, the buildings, streets, and distant mountains, are intact.
It seemed as if the dark disaster that swept the world and the thrilling final battle were just an unreal nightmare.
The air is filled with the freshness of the sun after rain, full of vitality and indescribable hope.
In the world of Dragon Ball, in the depths of the distant universe, on an unknown planet.
The angel Weiss was leisurely savoring some strange dessert.
He looked through the crystal scepter and watched with interest the shocking scene in the sky, as if time was going backwards and all things were reviving.
The corners of his mouth rose slightly, outlining his signature gentle smile with a hint of playfulness and meaning.
He put down the dessert fork in his hand and whispered in his unique soft tone:
“hehe.”
“Have you actually touched upon a little bit of the power of time?”
There was a hint of surprise in his voice, but more of appreciation.
“This light, formed by the thoughts, hopes, and beliefs of countless living beings, truly possesses an incredible power beyond imagination.”
“It’s… a very interesting light.”
Weiss gently shook the scepter in his hand, and a strange light flashed in his deep eyes, as if he had a deeper interest in exploring the nature of this power.
Chapter 29: Final Holy War! Former Companions, Darkness Awakens! (Old Version)
The scene on the sky suddenly changed, and the thick fog of history was forcibly dispelled by an invisible giant hand.
The minds of all viewers were instantly pulled back to the distant thirty million years ago.
An ultra-ancient era filled with boundless darkness and endless conflicts was laid bare before everyone’s eyes.
It was a desperate era. The sky was eternally leaden gray and the earth was soaked in despair and wailing.
Against this suffocating dark backdrop, a shocking secret that is enough to subvert cognition explodes like thunder.
The giant of light Tiga.
This hero saved the world not long ago.
Once upon a time, he was actually the leader of the dark giants who ruled over the world.
This fact is more difficult for some people to accept than any disaster.
In the picture, he stands side by side with three other dark giants that exude an ominous aura.
Camilla, the warrior of love and hate, has an enchanting figure but a cold and piercing gaze.
Darram is a tough warrior with muscular body and explosive power.
The handsome warrior Hitler, his figure is elusive, like an untouchable ghost.
Four gigantic dark rulers, their mere existence makes the whole world tremble.
The powerful and pure evil aura emanating from them almost condensed into substance, penetrating the sky and strangling the throat of every living being.
Their appearance directly foreshadows a dark era full of bloody killings and ruthless destruction.
That was an era when life was wantonly trampled upon and hope was completely deprived.
However, the trajectory of fate always changes at the most incredible moments.
The Dark Tiga in the picture made his choice at some unknown moment.
He chose to turn his back on the intoxicating power of darkness.
He chose to walk towards the dim light full of unknowns.
He absorbed the power of his former companions, and the process was filled with unspeakable pain and determination.
The power of darkness wailed within him, and the resentment of his companions tried to tear him apart.
Ultimately, he completely transformed himself into pure light.
In a tragic way, the dark rule they had jointly created ended.
Light replaced darkness, but it also planted deeper seeds of hatred.
Time passes, and time rushes back to the present mercilessly.
Thirty million years is a long time, enough to turn the ocean into mulberry fields.
The three dark giants who were once sealed by Tiga himself, their ancient seals were quietly lifted at this moment for unknown reasons.
Perhaps it was the aftermath of the previous world-destroying war that shook the foundation of the seal.
Perhaps it was another trick of fate.
They woke up.
He carried a deep hatred for Tigana that was deep in his bones and had not diminished in the slightest even after thirty million years.
They opened their eyes from eternal slumber, and the first thing they felt was this new world illuminated by light and full of vitality.
The light hurt their eyes.
This vitality angered their hearts.
Their goal is clear and single, simple and pure.
Take back the power that once belonged to them.
Then, this bright world that disgusted them was dragged back into the eternal, cold abyss of darkness.
Among the three awakened dark giants, Camilla’s presence is particularly noticeable.
This female giant once fought alongside Tiga, and also loved and hated him to the extreme.
Her appearance itself is filled with unspeakable complex emotions.
The moment her eyes touched this world, they were as cold as ten thousand years of black ice.
But beneath the ice, there seems to be an imperceptible attachment, swaying like a candle in the wind.
That is the remaining warmth for the former lover.
But more than that, it was the burning anger after being betrayed.
And there is that never-ending unwillingness.
“Tiga…”
An almost inaudible whisper, filled with endless resentment.
The sky screen generously displayed the powerful strength of the three dark giants that could destroy the world.
Camilla, the warrior of love and hate, raised her delicate hand and a whip shining with dark purple light and filled with ominous dark power condensed out of thin air.
The whip was swung, and each seemingly random blow easily tore through the space, leaving deep black cracks that would take a long time to heal.
The strange and seductive power she exudes is invisible and intangible, but it can easily shake people’s deepest defenses and evoke the most primitive fears and desires.
The tough warrior Darram possesses the amazing brute force of an ancient beast.
He just took a step forward, and the ground groaned and cracked.
Every move he made carried a terrifying force that was enough to shatter the stars and overturn the continent.
The extremely cold hellfire that spewed out of his mouth took on a strange dark red color, as if it could burn the soul and turn all tangible and intangible things into nothingness.
Hitler is a smart warrior whose speed is beyond the limit of thinking.
As his figure flashed, it seemed to turn into thousands of pitch-black lightning bolts, which could not be captured by the visual sense at all.
His sharp claws, shining with cold metallic light, are more deadly than the scythe of the god of death and can easily tear apart the strongest defense in any known universe.
Even light seemed dull in front of him.
The three former dark overlords, now the evil gods of vengeance, immediately joined forces to launch an attack without hesitation as soon as they appeared.
Their cooperation is still as seamless as it was thirty million years ago, and full of the art of destruction.
Even Ultraman Tiga, who had just experienced a great war and expended enormous energy to repair the entire earth, had only just recovered some strength.
Under their violent and terrifying offensive, they were instantly plunged into an unprecedented bitter battle.
The newborn light seems so fragile in the face of the dark resentment that has accumulated for thirty million years.
The situation is precarious.
The earth is once again facing a desperate situation.
In the world of Naruto, deep in the abandoned clan land of the Uchiha clan.
Uchiha Sasuke’s scarlet Sharingan, which had experienced countless despair and hatred, was now staring at the sky.
When he saw Tiga’s former identity as the leader of the dark giants, a slight ripple appeared in the depths of his calm eyes.
He thought of his brother and his past.
“Dark Giant?”
“Was he also part of the darkness?”
He whispered to himself, his voice hoarse.
“It seems that the boundary between light and darkness is not as clear and absolute as we imagined.”
Light can turn into darkness, can darkness also embrace light?
In the world of One Person, there is a dark and damp underground base.
A group of all-powerful monsters, with different auras but eyes equally filled with confusion and madness, gathered together, watching Tiga’s “dark history” on the sky with great interest.
From time to time they let out all kinds of creepy and weird laughter, full of gloating.
One of them, a hunchbacked demon with a shrill voice like a night owl, spoke in a sarcastic tone:
“Wow? That’s really strange!”
“So this famous giant of light was once a ‘bad guy’ in our ‘path’?”
There was undisguised malice in his laughter.
“Interesting, really interesting!”
“It seems that those guys who usually talk about morality and justice and call themselves righteous people all have some shameful pasts!”
There was immediately a burst of strange laughter in the surroundings.
In the world of Bleach, Soul Society, inside the 5th Division barracks.
Gin Ichimaru still squinted his fox-like eyes, as if they would never fully open.
The corners of his mouth on his fair face habitually curved upward in an unfathomable arc.
Looking at the complex relationship in the sky that was entangled with love, hatred, and vengeance and spanned tens of millions of years, the smile on his face seemed to deepen.
He chuckled softly in his unique, slightly lazy and playful tone:
“Oh my, this is really…”
“There is actually such a twist in the past?”
“Love, hate, gratitude, grudges, betrayal and revenge that spans eternity.”
He shook his head slightly, as if he was savoring an extremely interesting delicacy.
“Tsk, tsk, it’s much more exciting and thrilling than those fictional novels.”
Chapter 30: Absorb the light! Shine again, end the old feud! (Old version)
Above the sky, the battle situation has already collapsed.
Faced with the joint siege of the three dark giants, his former companions Camilla, Darram, and Hitler, Ultraman Tiga fell into an unprecedented absolute crisis.
Their offensive was no longer a test, but a pure will to destroy.
The powerful dark force formed into a physical raging wave, which mercilessly eroded his already injured body, wave after wave.
Each blow was extremely heavy, shaking his core of light.
The light of Tiga is dimming, and the darkness is getting thicker.
He felt his movements were sluggish, his reactions were no longer quick, and he could hardly withstand the violent attack.
Despair seemed to consume him completely.
However, at this critical moment when life and death are at stake, the light is about to go out.
Deep in the distant Luluye ruins, in that silent place that had been forgotten for countless years, something strange suddenly happened.
The wills of those ultra-ancient giants of light who had long since turned into cold debris in order to protect the light have not completely dissipated.
Ultraman Tiga’s difficult battle at this moment and his unyielding belief seemed to transcend time and space and touched these ancient souls.
The remaining faint light quietly emerged from the petrified remains of the giants.
At first, there were only a few fireflies, so weak that they seemed like they would go out at any time.
But they come together and turn into tiny but tenacious streams of light.
These streams of light, carrying the blessings and expectations of their ancient companions, continuously flow towards the direction of Tiga.
They penetrated through layer after layer of barriers and finally merged into Tiga’s exhausted body.
A long-lost warm force instantly spread to every part of Tiga’s limbs.
This force is not surging, but it carries the purity and firmness of ancient times.
Ultraman Tiga felt this support that spanned eternity.
Inside his body, the dormant energy core was reignited.
In an instant, dazzling golden light burst out from his body.
This golden light is no longer soft, but filled with endless majesty and power.
Wherever the light reached, the oppressive and heavy dark atmosphere around was instantly dispelled, as if ice and snow met the scorching sun.
Tiga’s body swelled again in the golden light, becoming more burly and more sacred.
He eventually transformed into his ultimate form bathed in endless light – Shining Tiga.
New strength fills my body and the old pain disappears.
The power giant Daram let out a deafening roar, and his powerful punch, which was enough to shatter the stars, slammed down towards the Shining Tiga with the momentum to destroy everything.
Before the attack arrived, the terrible strong wind had already torn apart the atmosphere.
However, Shining Tiga just raised his hand calmly.
His movements seemed slow, but he took Durham’s earth-shattering blow with incredible precision.
There was no earth-shattering crash.
All of Darram’s power disappeared without a trace the moment it touched Shining Tiga’s palm.
Then, Shining Tiga moved his wrist slightly, and an even more powerful and vast force suddenly burst out.
Darram’s huge body was easily blown away by this force, like a stone thrown out by a huge force, shooting backwards and crashing into the ruins in the distance.
The suppression in the past has turned into crushing at this moment.
The figure of the speed giant Hitler shuttled across the battlefield at high speed, turning into thousands of indistinguishable black afterimages.
His attack was so swift and at such a sharp angle that ordinary people could not even catch its trajectory.
Cold murderous intent attacked Shining Tiga from all directions.
Faced with this dazzling phantom attack, Shining Tiga’s golden eyes burst into a divine light that could see through everything.
Countless afterimages became extremely clear in his vision.
Hitler’s real body, the only attack launching point, was instantly locked.
Shining Tiga’s action was to start later but arrive first.
A golden whip of light was pulled out at a speed beyond thinking, and hit Hitler’s chest accurately with lightning speed.
Amidst the shrill cries, Hitler’s figure appeared staggeringly, his chest was already charred and he had suffered severe injuries that were difficult to recover from.
Extreme speed loses all advantages in the face of absolute insight.
In a flash, Camilla was the only one left on the battlefield.
The female giant who has a love-hate relationship with Tiga for 30 million years and has the most complicated emotions.
Shining Tiga stared at her, emotions surging in his golden eyes.
There is the passionate love of the past, as deep as a brand.
There is also the determination to cut off the past, as cold as iron.
Camilla felt the change in Tiga’s eyes, and she let out a roar of extreme grief and anger.
This roar contains endless resentment, millions of years of loneliness, and the love that cannot be let go.
She condensed all her emotions and all her strength into the deepest dark energy.
The dark energy, like a black torrent bursting through a dam, rolled and roared, as if to completely devour Shining Tiga and drag it into eternal darkness.
The entire sky became dim because of this energy.
However, facing this devastating dark tide, Shining Tiga simply calmly unfolded his indestructible shining ring shield.
The golden light condensed into a circular wall of light in front of him.
On the wall of light, ancient runes flow, exuding a sacred and inviolable aura.
Camilla’s dark energy, which condensed endless resentment, surged in and heavily slammed into the shining ring shield.
There was no fierce confrontation as expected.
The golden wall of light stood still and was as solid as the most solid barrier in the universe.
The moment Camilla’s dark energy touched the light wall, it was completely dissipated by the pure power of light on it, and then completely bounced back.
Darkness seems so fragile in the face of pure light.
The voice of Shining Tiga, with majesty and judgment from ancient times, resounded between heaven and earth, and every syllable was full of power.
“Darkness will eventually be swallowed by light.”
The next moment, Shining Tiga crossed his arms, and the timer on his chest shone brightly.
A beam of extremely sharp light that condensed all his strength, the Geratis Beam, suddenly burst out from between his arms.
This beam of light was dazzling and carried the will to purify everything. It was like a sword that could tear through time and space, and it penetrated into Camilla’s body with incredible precision.
No screaming.
Only an extremely dazzling light suddenly burst out in Camilla’s body.
The light is so pure and so warm.
It gently wrapped Camilla’s soul that had been eroded by darkness for thirty million years, cleansing her resentment and soothing her pain.
This entanglement of grievances, hatred, love and hate that lasted for 30 million years finally came to an end in this endless light.
Camilla’s figure gradually became transparent in the light and finally disappeared.
Only a few light particles remained, floating away into the distance.
On the deck of the Thousand Sunshine.
Zoro’s eagle-like sharp eyes were staring at everything that was happening in the sky.
When he saw Tiga absorbing the power of other light giants and thus bursting out with even greater power, a hint of surprise that was hard to conceal flashed in his eyes.
Then, the surprise turned into deep solemnity.
“Can you absorb other people’s power to make yourself stronger?”
He whispered to himself, his voice a little hoarse.
“This guy… is an incredible guy.”
He subconsciously tightly grasped the three famous swords at his waist.
Wado Ichimonji, Sandai Kitetsu, Shusui, the cold touch coming from the palm of his hand made the fighting spirit in his heart even more intense.
He felt the path of power that he was constantly pursuing, a path that would never end.
This way of becoming stronger by Tiga undoubtedly gave him a new shock.
What is the nature of power?
Is there really no limit to the ways to become stronger?
Zoro’s heart was filled with thoughts, and his desire for a higher realm became stronger and stronger.
He wants to become stronger, stronger than anyone else.
This is his ambition and his commitment.
Chapter 31 Dark Beast! The final form of twisted love and hate! (Old version)
Above the sky, the aftermath of the dissipation of light has not yet subsided.
Camilla, the figure that should have completely disappeared, her deepest consciousness has never been truly annihilated.
The heavy and twisted love for Tiga and the unrelieved hatred persisted stubbornly like an immortal nightmare.
Her last remaining obsession and extremely strong hatred turned into the purest seed of darkness.
This seed is floating and searching.
Finally, it touched the depths of the Luluye ruins.
There, a huge dark energy that has existed since ancient times lies dormant.
The energy is ancient, profound, and carries a primordial aura of chaos.
The seeds of darkness met this ancient dark energy like dry wood meeting fire.
They are not simply a fusion.
It’s more like a greedy devouring, a crazy resonance.
Camilla’s resentment dominated this fusion, taking the boundless darkness as her own and twisting it into an extension of her own will.
An even more terrifying, more suffocating existence of despair was born from this.
The dark demon beast, Dimogea, has arrived.
Dimogea’s appearance is so hideous and twisted that it is incomprehensible to reason.
Its gigantic body seemed to be forcibly formed by countless wriggling dark tentacles, and each tentacle exuded disgusting malice.
Chaos is the only order in its form.
Madness is the aesthetic of its existence.
The dark aura emanating from it is purer, more violent, and more primitive than that of the former evil god Gatanjea.
This breath seemed to be the embodiment of all negative emotions in the universe, freezing cold and corrosive to the mind.
It slowly opened its huge mouth covered with layers of sharp teeth, and destruction was brewing in its abyss-like throat.
The next moment, countless ink-black arrows of light shot out.
These arrows of light, shaped like twisted black lightning, whistled like a demonic storm, tearing through the atmosphere.
They have no aim, just pouring madly onto everything around them.
The earth was pierced, the mountains were flattened, and the sky became darker due to the escape of its energy.
Doomsday is coming and natural disasters are raging.
Dimogea’s will is to drag the entire world into endless darkness and chaos.
This goes beyond simple revenge.
This is the final form formed after Camilla’s love and hate are intertwined to the extreme and completely collapsed and distorted.
It is a pure manifestation of the will to destruction without any other purpose.
It will destroy everything, including what was once cherished and what was deeply resented.
The golden light blooms again in the endless darkness.
The shining figure of Ultraman Tiga appears even more dazzling and sacred against the vast darkness of Dimogea.
He stepped forward and faced the terrifying monster transformed from his former lover Camilla.
In those shining eyes, emotions were surging, complex and difficult to understand.
There is regret for Camilla’s experience and sadness for this twisted emotion.
There is also a determination to end it all and prevent this catastrophe.
He understood that there was no possibility of avoiding this final battle.
In order to protect this hard-earned light and prevent the world from being dragged into eternal darkness, he must completely stop Dimogeia’s madness.
This was his mission and also his final farewell to Camilla.
The world of death.
Xuye Palace, above the white desert shrouded in eternal moonlight, the interior of the palace is even more desolate.
The fortieth Blade, Ulquiorra Cifer, stood quietly on a high platform.
His green eyes, empty and deep, were calmly watching the scene appearing in the sky.
Dimogea’s twisted and destructive form, as well as its crazy destruction, were clearly reflected in his eyes.
There was no expression on his face, as if nothing in the world could arouse his interest in the slightest.
After a moment, he spoke in a calm, almost cold tone.
“The final form of despair?”
“It’s just a meaningless struggle.”
“In the end, everything will come to nothing.”
His voice was even, as if stating a fact that had already been determined.
In an unknown dark corner, Uchiha Obito was hiding in the darkness.
He looked through the only hole in his mask and watched everything that happened in the sky.
Camilla’s transformation from love to hatred, which eventually evolved into such a terrifying existence, caused the pupil of his scarlet Sharingan to shrink slightly, and the three magatama slowly turned.
He seemed to see in Camilla some familiar shadow deep in his heart.
The once passionate love, the unforgettable loss, and the hatred that followed that was enough to devour everything.
His voice was low and hoarse, with a barely perceptible hint of self-mockery.
“Love to the extreme is hate…”
“This twisted obsession will only bring destruction in the end.”
Whether to others or to yourself.
In the apocalyptic wasteland, the sky is filled with yellow sand and there are broken walls and ruins.
The light of the lighthouse is faintly visible in the distance, but it cannot illuminate the despair of this land.
Charles stood on the top of an abandoned building, letting the wind and sand blow his tattered clothes.
He raised his head and gazed greedily at the destructive scene in the sky that looked like the end of the world.
Every time Dimogea destroyed something, a hint of morbid pleasure flashed in his cold eyes.
The corners of his mouth stretched upward uncontrollably, revealing an almost crazy smile.
Destruction, what a wonderful word.
“Destroy it!”
“Destroy them all!”
“This corrupt old world should have been completely destroyed long ago!”
“In the face of pure darkness, all struggles and all order will vanish into nothing!”
His voice roared in the wind, filled with hatred for the existing world order and a desire for complete destruction.
Chapter 32 The Final Battle between Light and Darkness! Shine on the Earth Forever! (Old Version)
Above the sky, the shining Ultraman Tiga, the symbol of light and hope, and the dark demon beast Dimogea, born from the distortion of love and hatred, started the final showdown that would determine the future of the Earth.
The dark power released by Dimogea was like an endless rising black ocean, sweeping in with the momentum to devour everything.
Countless huge dark tentacles, like nightmare pythons from the dark abyss, let out air-tearing screams and lashed frantically at the shining golden body of Tiga.
Each strike contained pure will of destruction, trying to crush the light completely.
Shining Tiga’s body only shook slightly under the fierce attack, but did not retreat.
Immediately afterwards, dark light arrows filled with a destructive aura, as dense as a real doomsday meteor shower, continuously bombarded the space around him.
The dark ripples produced by the explosion spread out in circles, shaking the atmosphere.
Shining Tiga calmly unfolded his indestructible shining ring shield.
The golden light bloomed instantly, forming a solid and thick circular barrier that protected him firmly in the center and isolated him from all attacks.
The dark tentacles and light arrows slammed fiercely into the light shield, causing a piercing roar and violent energy sparks.
However, the golden barrier remained motionless and as solid as a mountain.
His sharp golden eyes penetrated the layers of darkness and calmly observed Dimogea’s every move and every trajectory of energy flow.
He was constantly looking for a loophole to counterattack, waiting for that fleeting opportunity.
He knew very well that the Dimogeia before him was Camilla’s obsession born out of love, the ultimate embodiment of that twisted emotion.
Only by thoroughly purifying this huge darkness that comes from deep love and intense hatred can we bring true and eternal peace to this world.
This is not just a desperate contest of strength.
This is also a difficult transcendence of lost emotions and a farewell that must be completed.
Finally, after enduring countless violent dark attacks, the power of light in Shining Tiga’s body accumulated to its peak.
The light was no longer restrained.
It was like a volcano that had been dormant for billions of years, erupting without any warning.
A surging torrent of light gushed out from every cell in his body, illuminating his entire body like the rising sun.
He once again gathered the strongest energy that was enough to purify all the filth in the world, the ultimate power of light.
With his arms firmly crossed over his chest, he struck his most classic and powerful pose.
A stream of golden light that is brighter, purer, and more condensed than ever before, embodying endless hope and unyielding determination, like a sword of creation that cuts through the eternal darkness.
It was released rapidly from between his arms.
Shine the Pelion rays!
This light is not just a simple release of energy.
It is also the final response to Camilla and that complicated past.
The golden beam of light, seemingly carrying the wishes and hopes of all waking life on Earth, turned into a silent roar that pierced through heaven and earth.
It faced head-on the dark energy shock wave released by Dimogea, which seemed to drag the entire world into eternal doomsday.
The extreme collision of light and darkness reached an unprecedented peak at this moment.
The deafening roar resounded through the sky and even reached the edge of the universe.
The entire space seemed to be shaking violently, being ruthlessly torn apart, and then vibrating in this terrifying energy collision.
The aftermath of the energy was like the most violent cosmic hurricane, sweeping madly in all directions.
It easily tore through the thick clouds and violently stirred the atmospheric circulation of the entire planet.
The stalemate lasted only a few seconds.
Those few seconds seemed as long as a century.
Finally, the shining rays of Zapelio, representing light and hope, descend like the final judgment of justice.
It completely overwhelmed the twisted and crazy dark power with its unmatched and unstoppable posture.
The golden light was as powerful as a bamboo that broke through the layers of Dimogea’s seemingly indestructible dark barriers.
The barrier shattered like thin paper.
Immediately afterwards, the huge body of Shining Tiga did not stop at all, and he turned into a golden stream of light chasing his own light.
He was like an arrow shot from a bow, infused with all his faith and with the firm determination to purify everything, he pierced directly into the huge and hideous dark body of Dimogea.
The next moment, a golden light that was so dazzling that it could not be described in any words burst out violently from within Dimogea.
The light was extremely hot and pure.
It was as if a sun core that was concentrated billions of times was implanted directly into the body of the dark monster.
The pure energy of light, like the most ferocious purifying fire, instantly detonated all the dark forces, all the resentment, and all the madness accumulated in Dimogea’s body.
Amidst roars of extreme unwillingness and heart-wrenching pain, the dark monster that was born out of the distortion of love and hatred, its body that was so huge that it blocked out the sky and the sun, began to disintegrate and peel off piece by piece.
It is like eternal ice and snow directly exposed to the hottest sunlight.
It purifies, evaporates, and dissipates quickly.
In the end, it completely turned into nothingness, without even a trace of its existence left in this world.
The darkness was completely dispelled and light returned to the earth.
The huge figure of Shining Tiga reappeared in the clear sky.
His whole body radiated a warm and bright light, which was soft but full of unshakable power.
He is like an eternal guardian who exists from time immemorial, silently and quietly overlooking the beautiful blue planet that he protects with his life and will.
A voice full of power, hope and love echoed clearly in his heart.
This voice was also miraculously transmitted to the hearts of every living being who watched this scene in various ways:
【This light will shine on the earth forever. 】
This voice is both a solemn promise and an unquestionable declaration.
The figure of Shining Tiga, like a symbol of eternity and a totem of faith, is deeply imprinted in the deepest souls of all witnesses and all protected people.
He represents the ultimate victory of light over darkness, no matter how deep it is.
He represents the idea that hope never dies, no matter how tempting despair may be.
At the top of Mount Longhu, the clouds and mist were still lingering, but it seemed a little brighter.
Zhang Chulan stared at the scene in the sky where Dimogeia finally disappeared into thin air. His heart, which had been tense all the time, finally slowly fell back to its original position.
He let out a long, heavy breath.
That breath seemed to take away the heaviness and tension that had been accumulating in his chest for a long time.
There was an expression of fatigue that was hard to conceal on his face, and his body even felt a little weak.
Fine beads of sweat oozed from the corners of his forehead and slid down his cheeks.
He raised his hand and wiped his face casually, muttering to himself with a slightly hoarse voice:
“Finally… the fight is over?”
These few simple words revealed a sense of relief at surviving a calamity, as well as an indescribable sense of exhaustion.
“It’s so thrilling every time, my heart is about to jump out of my chest when I watch it.”
He rubbed his chest subconsciously.
He felt that his heart, which had been beating wildly for a long time due to extreme tension, finally calmed down a little and no longer seemed to be trying to break free.
A battle of this level is enough to make people physically and mentally exhausted, even if they are just watching it from a distant time and space.
Inside Bulma’s comfortable home, outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the sun was brighter than before.
She held a glass of freshly squeezed orange juice and looked up at the sky.
In the sky, the blue earth regained its former tranquility and beauty.
And the giant Tiga, emitting warm light, still stands quietly in the universe, like an eternal beacon.
Her clear eyes were filled with unconcealable amazement and thought.
She sighed and said:
“In the end, the light still won.”
This result seems unexpected, but also reasonable. Light always brings hope.
“It was an incredible fight.”
In her mind, she recalled the dark power that had just destroyed the world, and the light energy that was so pure that it seemed to be able to purify everything.
Such a collision went beyond her previous understanding of combat.
“That huge dark monster, with such terrifying power, was actually destroyed from the inside by the light.”
This fighting style was completely different from the duels she was familiar with that relied on powerful qi and superb punches and kicks.
It is filled with another kind of indescribable mystery and grandeur, a power that strikes the soul directly.
The power of light can protect so gently and purify so thoroughly.
This gave her a new sense of awe for the mysteries of the universe.
Chapter 33: Despair Quotes: Declaration of the Will of Light! (Old Version)
The sky picture flows again, and the focus is concentrated as the light and shadow change.
This time, it is no longer the earth-shaking ultimate battle, but the classic moments from the past battles of the Giant of Light Ultraman Tiga.
Scenes after scenes, sounds after sounds.
His declarations, full of power and hope, were like the morning light tearing through the long night and penetrating the barriers of time and space.
These words are more than just sounds.
They are light, swords, and invisible torrents.
They illuminate countless hearts shrouded in the shadow of despair and dispel the coldness and confusion within them.
At the same time, these declarations also turned into invisible hammers, hitting the heartstrings of those dark beings lurking in various worlds with ulterior motives again and again, making them feel a throbbing and uneasiness coming from the depths of their souls.
The scene suddenly flashes back.
The ultra-ancient ruins, which had been silent for 30 million years, stood quietly on the barren land.
The air was filled with an ancient and oppressive atmosphere.
The heavy footsteps of the monster Golzan shook the earth, and Melba’s screams tore through the sky.
With primitive brutality, they attempted to destroy the towering stone statue of hope that had just awakened from a long sleep.
At this critical moment, the figure of Team Dagu appeared small but determined.
There was no sign of retreat in his eyes, only determination.
He raised the magic wand in his hand high.
A burst of light.
At the moment when he transformed into Ultraman Tiga and rose up into the sky with brilliant light, a voice full of firm belief, transcending the roar of the monsters, resounded through the sky, and was clearly heard by everyone watching:
【This light will illuminate the darkness! 】
In the background, Golzan’s angry roar and Melba’s shrill screams intertwined.
Tiga appeared with power, and the golden light dispelled the haze above the ruins.
This is not just the beginning of a battle.
It foreshadows the eternal confrontation between light and darkness, a struggle that never backs down.
Scene change.
The bustling city shrouded in darkness is now shrouded in the shadow of panic.
The Kyrieloids, who represent the faith of the twisted flame, have arrived here with their contempt and anger towards humans.
It was burning with ominous dark red flames all over, emitting a suffocating sense of oppression.
Facing the Hellfire Bomb that was surging towards him as if it would burn the entire city to ashes, Ultraman Tiga’s figure was as steady as a mountain.
He crossed his arms, gathering pure light energy.
Powerful Zaperio rays shot out, the light was so dazzling and so pure, as if it condensed all the positive energy in the world.
The collision of light and fire does not give in at all.
In the end, the indestructible stream of light completely overwhelmed the dark flames.
His voice rang out again, and every word was filled with unquestionable firmness and strength:
【The power of light will illuminate the darkness! 】
In the background sound, there was the loud sound of hellfire being devoured by the holy light and exploding.
The air was filled with a scent of anxiety and purification.
The unwilling roars of the Kirieloid people gradually faded in the light until they disappeared.
The city returned to silence, with only the figure of Tiga emitting a reassuring glow in the night.
The scene changes again.
On a quiet moonlit night, the bright moonlight poured down like mercury, covering the earth with a hazy veil.
There were no more fierce battles, no more deafening roars.
Ultraman Tiga’s figure looks particularly gentle at this moment.
He carefully and gently caught the monster Obik who chose to self-destruct.
Obike, the former guardian of the village, lost himself in the changing times and eventually chose to leave with dignity.
At the moment when his figure, like smoke and dust, dissipated bit by bit in the gentle moonlight, Tiga’s voice was like a soft whisper, brushing across everyone’s heart.
There was no sadness in that voice, but instead it was filled with warmth and deep hope:
【In fact, everyone can turn into light through their own strength. 】
In the background, there is only the rustling of the treetops in the quiet night breeze.
Obik turned into starlight and merged into the night sky, lonely and beautiful.
This whisper can touch people’s hearts more than any grand words.
Under the eaves of the 8th Squad’s barracks, everything was the same as usual.
Captain Kyoraku Shunsui still had that lazy posture, leaning against the pillar, wearing a conical hat and a fancy captain’s haori.
The wine gourd in his hand shook gently, making a slight sound of liquid sloshing.
There was a hint of playfulness in his slightly narrowed eyes, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He looked at the declaration of the giant of light in the sky and said softly:
“Oh my, these are some really exciting words.”
His tone was somewhat nonchalant, yet it seemed to contain deeper emotions.
“Unlike here, where there is always fighting and killing, and it is all about killing and being killed.”
He tilted his head back and took a small sip of wine, his Adam’s apple sliding slightly.
“It’s rare to hear such a pure and hopeful statement.”
In the God-Slaying World, in the base of the Night Watch.
The cold metal walls reflected the light from the sky, and the air was filled with the smell of gunpowder and sweat.
Countless battle-hardened team members have traces of battle engraved on their faces and fatigue and confusion in their eyes.
At this moment, they all raised their heads at the same time, watching every word that Tiga said in the sky.
Those declarations were like electric currents, penetrating their hard shells and reaching deep into their hearts.
The light in their eyes, which had seemed a little dim due to the long battle, was reignited at this moment, like dry firewood thrown into a spark.
A long-suppressed, almost forgotten fighting spirit burned fiercely in their chests.
Their fists were clenched unconsciously.
“right!”
A team member roared in a low voice, his voice was hoarse but full of power.
“We can become light too!”
More people echoed in their hearts, and the belief was passed on in silence.
“Use our own strength to protect the home we cherish and those who need us!”
“Never bow to the damn darkness!”
This silent oath is more firm than any shout.
In the world of Tian Xing Jiu Ge, Xianyang Palace.
The towering palace, cold and majestic, symbolizes supreme power.
The young King Ying Zheng of Qin, dressed in black royal robes, stood alone on the high steps.
He stood with his hands behind his back, his posture straight as a pine tree, his eyes sharp as a hawk, staring coldly at the radiant figure of Ultraman Tiga in the sky and the echoing declaration.
In those deep eyes, there flashed a barely perceptible complex light, which seemed to be disdainful and thoughtful.
After a moment, he opened his thin lips and spoke in a cold tone, full of unquestionable majesty, like a cold winter wind blowing past:
“guard?”
He uttered a very light chuckle, full of sarcasm.
“Humph, the so-called fragile hope will eventually be swallowed up by the ruthless darkness. It is nothing but self-deception.”
His voice echoed in the empty hall with a metallic texture.
“Only absolute power, concentrated in the hands of one person, can bring about true order.”
“Only an iron-fisted rule can truly protect everything and completely eliminate all instability!”
His eyes sparkled with an extreme desire and belief in power.
Wu Liuqi world, Chicken Island.
The afternoon sun lazily shines on the island, and everything seems so ordinary and peaceful.
Wu Liuqi still looked nonchalant, wearing his signature white T-shirt and shorts.
He touched the back of his head and his hair was a little messy.
He looked up at Tiga’s figure and declaration in the sky, a thoughtful expression on his face. He scratched his head out of habit and muttered to himself:
“Turning into light…hmm…”
He tilted his head, as if trying to grasp the concept.
“Is it just like I use love and peace to influence those bad guys?”
There was a hint of uncertainty and a small hint of expectation in his eyes.
“Although… sometimes I fail miserably…”
He added quietly, sounding a little frustrated.
The chicken Dabao next to him, the blue-feathered chicken wearing sunglasses and holding a cigar (shaped lollipop) in his mouth, immediately rolled his eyes when he heard this.
It said unhappily in its characteristic shrill voice:
“…”
It paused, as if organizing its words, or suppressing the urge to complain.
“That’s about right, idiot!”
Finally, it couldn’t help but speak.
“But they’re really fighting with real swords and guns. With one punch, they can flatten a mountain to the ground!”
Ji Dabao gestured with his wings, seeming a little excited.
“Your ‘love and peace’ sometimes can’t even influence an unreasonable vicious dog, let alone those vicious assassins!”
Chapter 34: Despair System: Why is Tiga’s Light Unsolvable? (Old Version)
The sky screen shows amazing resolution, accurately analyzing the source of despair that the giant of light Ultraman Tiga brings to the villain.
It meticulously and clearly displays the complex and powerful power system behind the giant’s seemingly simple light before the eyes of all the heavens and worlds.
Every detail, every level, is thoroughly revealed.
On the screen, the three basic forms of Ultraman Tiga are presented side by side.
The red, purple and silver composite exudes balanced majesty.
The powerful type, mainly red, is full of explosive power.
The blue-purple aerial type displays extreme agility and speed.
The screen switches rapidly.
Scenes of Tiga flexibly changing his form in different battles keep flashing.
No matter whether he is facing a powerful monster, he will transform into a strong type and attack it head-on.
If he encounters an enemy with strange speed, he will switch to aerial form and deal with it skillfully.
He can always choose the most appropriate form and launch the most targeted attack.
[Tactical Adaptability] Five large characters appeared at the bottom of the screen.
These words carry a cold assertion: any advantage carefully planned by the villain will be suppressed by Ultraman Tiga who will choose the most suitable form based on their characteristics.
All their efforts and plots ultimately seemed in vain.
This adaptability is itself a suffocating oppression.
The picture suddenly froze.
The huge body of Shining Tiga, emitting warm and majestic golden light, occupied the entire sky.
The endless golden light is a purifying torrent and the absolute power to dispel darkness.
It illuminates every corner of the universe and dispels all the darkness around it.
In that light, there is a power that transcends understanding.
The words [Power Crush] appeared again.
The font is even larger, with an unquestionable power that transcends common sense: when Tiga evolves into the shining form, the power he possesses has surpassed the conventional dimension.
In the face of such absolute power of light, any dark power system that the villains rely on becomes meaningless.
They are so fragile that they can be easily destroyed in an instant.
The picture flows.
Countless golden dots of light, small but bright, like the brightest stars in the night sky.
They rise from every corner of the earth and from every person with hope in his or her heart.
It gathered into a vast stream of light, rushing endlessly towards Tiga, who had turned into a stone statue.
In the end, the light stream completely enveloped him, the stone statue shattered into pieces, and Tiga revived from it.
Furthermore, it evolves directly into a more powerful Shining Form.
The words [Blessing of Human Will] are a heavy warning.
This warning strikes deep into the hearts of every villain lurking in the heavens and all realms: what Ultraman Tiga faces is never just a lonely and powerful giant.
He is the embodiment of all human hopes and beliefs on the planet.
What the villain has to fight against is the invisible yet powerful force formed by countless hearts that yearn for light and never give up.
This meant that they were destined to be at an absolute disadvantage from the very beginning.
This force is invisible and intangible, yet it is everywhere.
Screen 4:
In the picture, the scene changes.
Ultraman Tiga displayed amazing precision when facing hostages held captive by evil forces.
Every move he made was cautious, yet decisive and swift.
At the same time, he maintained absolute calm judgment and did not give the enemy any chance to take advantage.
In another scene, when facing the guardian Obik, who needs to be treated gently and is not purely evil, Tiga’s actions and eyes are full of deep understanding and tolerance.
He was trying to communicate, not just destroy.
The words “Perseverance in Guarding Faith” are an immortal mark.
This mark is deeply imprinted in the vision of all villains, making them feel a shudder from the soul: Ultraman Tiga possesses an incomparably firm protective heart.
To protect everything he holds dear—his life, his home, and even the faint glimmer of hope.
He can overcome any unimaginable difficulties and always find the best solution.
Even when faced with a difficult hostage crisis or an enemy that needs to be treated in a special way, he will never give up the heavy belief in protection in his heart.
This makes it difficult for the villain to succeed in any attempt to take advantage of human weaknesses and threaten him with despicable means, and may even backfire on him.
Finally, a line of summary text slowly emerged.
It is like a mountain, like a natural moat, an insurmountable barrier that stands in front of all villains with darkness in their hearts:
[Tactics, strength, will, faith, the collection of light, this is the insurmountable barrier of despair that Tiga brings to the darkness. ]Every word was filled with weight, making it hard to breathe.
In a world under one person, in the Wu Hou sect.
In the quiet courtyard, bamboo shadows sway and a breeze blows, bringing a hint of coolness.
Zhuge Qing was still wearing a plain Taoist robe. He gently waved the feather fan in his hand, neither fast nor slow.
He looked up at the comprehensive and in-depth analysis of Ultraman Tiga on the sky screen.
The expression on his face gradually changed from the initial curiosity to deep thought.
His brows furrowed slightly, then slowly relaxed.
Finally, he sighed softly, and the sigh was particularly clear in the silent courtyard.
“The right time, the right place, the right people…”
He whispered to himself, his voice was not loud, but it was filled with a kind of understanding that seemed to see through the essence of things.
“This guy actually possesses all three.”
Zhuge Qing’s gaze was deep, as if he could penetrate the sky and see something deeper.
“He always appears at the most critical moment, as if guided by fate.”
“The geographical advantage is that the will of the entire planet is backing him up. This is the greatest geographical advantage.”
“Harmony is the unity of countless human hopes and beliefs. Is there any more powerful harmony than this?”
He shook his head again and tapped the feather fan.
“No wonder those so-called darkness, those powerful villains, appear so powerless and vulnerable in front of him.”
“This is a perfect system that is almost unsolvable.”
There was a subtle hint of admiration in his tone, as well as a complex emotion when faced with ultimate perfection.
This has gone beyond mere power and reached the level of “Tao”.
Chapter 35: The inheritance of light! The inventory is over, hope lasts forever! (Old version)
Above the sky, the figure of the giant of light Ultraman Tiga, like a carefully edited image, rapidly switched before the eyes of all living beings in the heavens and worlds.
He is sometimes calm and reliable, with red and purple colors intertwined, symbolizing balance and tenacity.
In an instant, he transformed into a powerful type with surging power. His red body was filled with explosive energy, and every punch seemed to be able to shake the stars.
Then, he transformed into an aerial form as swift as the wind. His purple streamlined figure drew an elegant arc across the sky, and his speed was beyond ordinary imagination.
Finally, all the images slowly solidified.
He was frozen in the moment as he was bathed in the dazzling golden light, flying towards the deep and boundless sky without hesitation.
That back figure was upright and firm.
That light, blazing and warm, seemed to have become a symbol of eternal hope, deeply imprinted and illuminating the depths of the hearts of all those who were looking at him.
Lines of summary text filled with tremendous power and endless hope, like the brightest stars in the night sky, slowly emerge above the sky.
They are solemn and dignified, telling the heavens and the worlds the extraordinary significance of this giant of light:
[He was a giant who sank into darkness 30 million years ago, but resolutely chose to embrace the light; he was the loyal guardian of this blue planet, and his great power came from the pure and ardent hope in the hearts of countless humans.][The reason why he can make countless villains feel despair deep in their bones is not only because of his overwhelming absolute power, but also because of the profound meaning he represents – as long as the spark of hope still exists in everyone’s heart, then everyone can rely on their own will to turn into a bright light, the light of humanity that comes from the depths of the soul and never extinguishes! ][He is Ultraman Tiga, a ray of hope that tears through the endless darkness and illuminates all living beings and the vast earth forever! ]In the center of the picture, there is a line of words engraved with sacred and warm meaning – [The light of humanity, the light of hope – Ultraman Tiga], just like the brightest star in the night sky, which has completed its mission. Its light gradually dims, and finally merges silently into the endless void, leaving a long aftertaste.
[A shocking review of the universe: The protagonist who makes the villain most desperate – Tiga, the review ends here! ]An echo containing infinite power, like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, caused ripples and slowly spread to every corner of the heavens and the world.
It announced that this visual feast full of light and hope had finally come to an end.
However, the deep emotion and strong encouragement brought by Ultraman Tiga are like a never-extinguished sacred fire, burning more fiercely in the hearts of countless living beings for a long time.
In the world of One Punch Man, inside the heavily guarded headquarters of the Hero Association.
Countless professional heroes tasked with guarding duty stared at the curtain of light that gradually disappeared into the sky.
Their hearts were touched like never before.
A powerful force called hope and protection surged violently in their chests, as if it was about to burst out.
The unlicensed rider tightly gripped the handlebars of his slightly worn bicycle. The metal of the bicycle was cold, but his eyes were extremely firm and flashed with a scorching light.
He took a deep breath and said solemnly:
“Yes! That’s absolutely right! No matter how weak my power is, I will do my best to protect those who need help!”
“For those expectant eyes, for that pure trust, I will never give up hope in my heart!”
In the world of One Piece, the Thousand Sunny is sailing on the blue sea against the wind and waves.
Captain Monkey D. Luffy looked up at the light curtain that completely disappeared into the sky, a bright smile full of extreme excitement and anticipation blooming on his face.
He raised his arms high and shouted with all his might:
“Ohhh! That’s amazing! That Giant of Light is so handsome!”
“Who will be next? Let’s start quickly! I can’t wait!”
His heart, which was always full of adventurous spirit and desire for exploration, was now even hotter because of this shock, and he began to eagerly look forward to the appearance of the next protagonist who could bring new surprises and supreme shock.
The heavens and the world are boiling at this moment.
Countless creatures with justice and kindness in their hearts are deeply moved by the magnificent and great story of Ultraman Tiga.
They understood more clearly the infinite power of hope.
They also have a deeper understanding of the heavy significance of protection.
Even if you are in the deepest darkness at this moment, as long as the light of hope in your heart is not extinguished, you will be able to find the direction to illuminate the way forward and overcome all obstacles.
And those villains who usually harbor evil intentions and schemes, after witnessing with their own eyes the everlasting and indestructible light of hope of mankind, could not help but quietly develop an indescribable sense of hesitation and deep uneasiness in their hearts.
That pure and flawless light that comes from the origin of life may be the terrifying force that they cannot truly overcome or even understand.
A new inventory is about to begin.
Which brilliant and talented protagonist, in what unique and shocking way, will once again sweep across the heavens and worlds, bringing those self-righteous villains a new and more unforgettable experience of despair?
All living beings in the world, no matter good or evil, strong or weak, held their breath and waited at this moment.
Chapter 36: A sudden change in style! Hypocrisy or true evil? Great Love Immortal?! (Old version)
Above the light curtain, the warm and hopeful light of Ultraman Tiga gradually dissipated.
The hearts of audiences from all over the world still have some degree of emotion and inspiration brought by that light.
However, new inventory titles emerge like ghosts.
The atmosphere of the whole picture suddenly changed.
There seemed to be an indescribable weirdness and spookiness in the air.
The warmth from before is gone.
Instead, there was a chill that sent chills down the spine.
Under the familiar title, a new subtitle slowly pops up.
The color of the writing seemed to be stained with blood.
With a disturbing weirdness.
[In the name of love, doing evil things? His existence is a trampling on all the rules of the world! ]In the picture, a blurry and deep figure slowly appeared.
Like coming out of endless darkness.
It is impossible to see his specific face clearly.
But the figure emanated an icy cold aura that seemed to show disregard for all living things and self-centeredness.
But it is like an invisible sharp blade.
It instantly penetrated the screen.
It touches the soul of every viewer.
It brings an indescribable sense of oppression.
[The Immortal of Great Love——Fang Yuan?! ]A name like a curse appeared in the center of the picture.
With a heart-pounding chill.
It seemed to be announcing an existence that was completely different from all the previous protagonists.
What is great love? Perhaps it is to regard all living beings as straw dogs, the world as a chessboard, and all emotions and morals as stepping stones to the road to eternal life. 】
A line of cold and cruel words.
It appeared beneath the sky like an epitaph.
This is an incredible interpretation of this “Great Love Immortal”.
It subverts everyone’s beautiful imagination of “great love”.
The world of Gu Zhenren, Zhongzhou.
In the majestic heaven, Fairy Ziwei sat on a high throne.
Her eyes, which were originally as calm as water, instantly turned icy cold when she saw the words “Great Love Immortal Venerable – Fang Yuan”.
A strong murderous intent almost burst out of the body.
“Fang Yuan! How dare you, a devil, claim to be great love?!”
Her face, which was full of wisdom, was now filled with uncontrollable anger.
Fairy Ziwei hated this peerless demon who had once stirred up the situation in the five realms and brought countless disasters to the Righteous Alliance.
She gripped the scepter tightly in her hand, her knuckles turning white from the force.
“I will never be at peace until this beast is eliminated!”
Fairy Ziwei’s voice was not loud, but it was filled with unquestionable determination.
She took a deep breath and tried to calm her emotions.
“We must find a way to stop him and not let him cause harm to the world again!”
Uzumaki Naruto has just experienced countless battles, but his heart is still kind and innocent.
Looking at the name of “Great Love Immortal” on the sky, his face was filled with confusion and puzzlement.
He scratched his head and asked in confusion.
“Da Ai? He sounds like a great and good person. Why would he make people despair?”
He tilted his head, confusion written all over his face.
Naruto couldn’t understand how a person with the name “Great Love” could be associated with “Despair”.
“Could it be that there is still a kind of ‘love’ in this world that I don’t know about?”
Uchiha Sasuke beside him still had that stern expression.
There was a cold light flashing in his sharp Sharingan eyes.
He said with a hint of disdain in his tone.
“Humph, the title doesn’t mean anything. In this world, aren’t there enough villains under the banner of justice? You need to judge the true good and evil with your own eyes.”
Sasuke crossed his arms over his chest, his tone cold.
He is used to hypocrisy and deception and will not easily believe in any title.
“Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you tell the truth from the false.”
The old Taoist priest Zhang Zhiwei slightly frowned his weather-beaten brow.
There was a gleam of curiosity and scrutiny in those wise eyes.
He stroked his white beard and spoke slowly.
“Great love? I would like to see what this so-called ‘great love’ looks like.”
He has lived for so long and has witnessed the evil hearts of countless people.
I was full of vigilance towards this seemingly contradictory name.
“Everything in the world has its own way. What kind of way is this ‘great love’?”
The old Taoist priest’s gaze was deep, as if he could penetrate the void and see the true face of the “Great Love Immortal.”
He vaguely felt that this so-called “great love” might not be a good thing.
On the light curtain, although the glory of Ultraman Tiga has faded, the discussions in the heavens and all worlds have just begun.
The emergence of the new title is like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake, causing waves.
Especially the title of “Great Love Immortal—Fang Yuan”, was like a thunderclap, exploding in the hearts of countless beings.
This is not just a name, it also represents a set of values ​​that subvert cognition.
In Gu Zhenren’s world, the atmosphere was extremely depressing.
The Ziwei Fairy’s anger was not without reason.
Fang Yuan, this name is synonymous with nightmares to them.
He once disrupted the five realms by himself, causing the deaths of countless righteous people.
His existence is a huge threat to the righteous order.
Fairy Ziwei knew very well that if Fang Yuan could not be completely eradicated, the whole world would never have peace.
She slowly closed her eyes and began to deduce various possibilities in her mind.
How can I find Fang Yuan’s weakness?
How can we organize a force strong enough to completely wipe it out?
In the world of Naruto, Naruto’s innocence and Sasuke’s coldness form a sharp contrast.
Naruto believes that love can change everything, and even the most evil person has a seed of kindness in his heart.
Therefore, he was full of curiosity about the title “Great Love Immortal” and was eager to know the story behind it.
Sasuke is more pragmatic. He has experienced too much betrayal and darkness and no longer trusts anyone easily.
For him, power is the only truth.
He believes that only by having enough power can he protect himself and those around him.
In the world under one person, the old master’s reaction is even more intriguing.
He did not express his anger directly like the Purple Myrtle Fairy, nor did he have naive illusions like Naruto.
Instead, he looked at this “Great Love Immortal” with a more detached attitude.
The old Taoist priest pursued the Way of Heaven all his life and had a profound understanding of the laws governing the operation of all things in the world.
He knew that everything has two sides, and the so-called “great love” might also hide an unknown darkness.
Chapter 37 Qingmao is heartless! On the road to the great road, family affection can also be abandoned! (Old version)
The sky picture did not immediately show any magnificent epic scene.
Instead, the camera focuses calmly on the depths of a lush green mountain.
There sits a seemingly ordinary family settlement, with smoke rising from cooking fires, the sounds of chickens and dogs, and a sense of peace and tranquility.
In the center of the picture, a young man stands quietly.
He has an ordinary face, even a little inconspicuous.
Only those eyes were unusually calm, like a deep, cold pond that had never warmed for thousands of years.
This young man was Fang Yuan.
At this moment, he was being harshly threatened by an elder of the tribe who had white hair and beard and a hunched body.
The elder’s voice was hoarse, with unquestionable majesty, demanding Fang Yuan to hand over a poisonous insect that he had accidentally obtained.
The poisonous insect was obviously extremely rare and powerful, causing the elder’s eyes to flash with greed and murderous intent.
“Fang Yuan, this thing is not yours, hand it over quickly, or I can save you from a beating!”
The elder’s tone was full of intimidation.
“Considering that you are young and ignorant, as long as you offer it obediently, I will not only forgive you for your past mistakes, but also reward you with some cultivation resources.”
The inducements also came along.
However, faced with such soft and hard tactics, and even words that contained murderous intent, the boy’s eyes did not show a ripple.
That calmness is unfathomable and heart-wrenching.
The picture suddenly accelerated, and several clips flashed by like lightning, each one was terrifying.
In the first clip, the young Fang Yuan used his deep mind, which far exceeded that of his peers, and his thorough understanding of the family rules to quietly set up an ingenious trap.
The elder who had ulterior motives towards him and wanted to seize his treasure, in his ecstasy of thinking he had succeeded, stepped step by step into a dead end.
The young Fang Yuan did not hesitate and used ruthless means to kill him quickly and efficiently.
The blood dyed the bluestone red.
He calmly looted all valuable resources from his elder’s still warm body, including the poisonous insect that caused the incident.
In the second clip, his younger brother, a young boy with a childish look on his face, reaches out to him for help with a cry in his voice.
“Brother, save me! Save me!”
Fang Yuan’s eyes swept over him indifferently, without any sympathy or emotion.
It was as if the relative in front of him, who was related to him by blood, was just an insignificant stranger.
He didn’t even stop.
The subsequent scenes show the escalating conflict within the family.
In order to fight for more cultivation resources, to grab more power, and for the illusory yet extremely tempting path to eternal life, Fang Yuan displayed outrageous cruelty.
Those who had helped him with kindness, those relatives who were tied to him by blood, fell one by one in his path.
Or he could just take action and eliminate them.
Or they may be cleverly used by him and become stepping stones to achieve his goals, and eventually die miserably.
In his eyes, their lives were as light as grass and could be trampled and discarded at will.
Not a moment’s hesitation, not a moment’s delay.
[For power, for resources, for the illusory eternal life, family, friendship, gratitude… everything can be abandoned without hesitation. ][In his world, only his own interests are the eternal truth. ]The icy cold words appeared under the sky again.
Every word was like a sharp scalpel, cutting open Fang Yuan’s heart that was as cold and hard as stone, and showing it to the world.
In the picture, the young boy Fang Yuan had an indifferent expression.
Under his feet were corpses that were once alive and warm, but now cold and stiff.
He stepped on their blood and their remains, step by step, moving towards the distance unwaveringly.
His back looked lonely and resolute.
It was as if he wanted to make the most thorough cut with the land that gave birth to him and all the bloody past.
In the God-Slaying World, in the Night Watch base, the lights are bright.
Lin Qiye stared at the actions of the young man Fang Yuan in the sky, his brows twisted into a shape of a “川” (river).
His eyes, which always sparkled with determination, were now filled with uncontrollable shock and a hint of disbelief that almost overflowed from his eyes.
“What a cruel heart!”
He murmured in a low voice, his voice a little dry, filled with suppressed anger, and even more so with a deep confusion and puzzlement.
“In pursuit of so-called powerful strength, he was able to do such a cruel thing to his own relatives… This…”
He took a deep breath, as if trying to find a suitable word to describe it, but in the end he only uttered a few words.
“This person can no longer be called a human being. He is simply… a pure devil!”
This behavior completely exceeded his bottom line of understanding of human nature.
In the world of Naruto, there is an unknown dark corner of Konoha Village.
Uchiha Itachi looked at the scene on the sky quietly.
Fang Yuan’s pair of eyes that were so cold and without a trace of impurities made complicated and unspeakable thoughts surge in his heart.
He thought of himself.
For the peace of the village and to protect his treasured brother, he once wielded the butcher knife against his own people.
The moonlight that night and the cold light in Fang Yuan’s eyes at this moment in the sky seemed to have a vague similarity.
But Uchiha Itachi knew that the essence was different.
Compared with Fang Yuan’s coldness without any emotional burden, as if he was crushing an ant, the pain, struggle, guilt and suffering he endured back then were so unforgettable and heavy that they almost crushed him.
Fang Yuan’s indifference seemed even purer, without any emotion mixed in.
It is precisely because of this purity that one feels a chill deep in the heart.
It is a complete disregard for life, an extreme that puts self-interest above everything else.
This kind of existence is more terrifying than any enemy.
Chapter 38: The Three Kings Break the Game! The world is bustling, all for profit! (Old version)
The sky picture is like a thick fog is pushed away, revealing a dangerous place called Sanwang Mountain.
The mountains are steep and reach the sky, exuding an eternal desolation.
This is the treasure land left behind by three ancient Gu Immortals. Once the news came out, it shocked the world.
As a result, countless Gu Masters from both the righteous and evil paths gathered here, in large numbers.
They each had their own ulterior motives, with greed and vigilance flashing in their eyes.
In order to fight for the legendary immortal inheritance, brutal fights and sinister plots are constantly taking place on this land.
The smell of blood began to permeate the mountain breeze.
The film does not over-exaggerate the bloody battle scenes, and the details are cleverly omitted.
Instead, the focus was on the young Fang Yuan.
At this moment, he may have used some kind of disguise identity. He has an ordinary face and a restrained aura. He blends in with the crowd and is inconspicuous.
How he skillfully maneuvers in the vortex of good and evil becomes the core of the picture.
He is like a poisonous snake hiding in the dark, patiently waiting for the best time to hunt.
Sometimes, he would pretend to be friendly with the seemingly righteous Gu Masters, without revealing any flaws in his words.
He skillfully used their power to weaken those demons whom he also disliked.
The righteous Gu Masters thought they had the initiative, but they didn’t know that they were stepping into a preset trap step by step.
Sometimes, he would secretly collude with those brutal and violent evil sorcerers and reach some kind of short-term tacit understanding.
On the other hand, he used the power of evil to plot against those who claimed to be righteous, causing them to suffer heavy losses.
The man in the evil way thought he had found a “fellow practitioner” who could be used, but he also became a part of his plan.
He was like a skilled chess player, calmly observing every change on the board.
Sanwang Mountain is his chessboard, and all Gu Masters are his chess pieces.
He precisely stirred up the existing contradictions between good and evil, causing the flames to burn more and more fiercely.
He plays everyone in the palm of his hand, and they don’t even know it.
Those Gu Masters, whether they were from the righteous or evil ways, fought endlessly with each other for their own interests and for that illusory inheritance.
They are suspicious of each other and wary of each other; yesterday’s allies may be today’s enemies.
However, he didn’t know that he had already become a chess piece in Fang Yuan’s hands, moving according to the trajectory he had preset.
Every step was within his calculations.
In the end, when both the good and the evil were defeated in a series of fierce battles, the valley was littered with corpses.
There were only a few survivors, all of them were injured and weak.
They suffered heavy casualties, and were filled with irreconcilable suspicion and deep hatred towards each other.
No longer able to organize an effective offense or defense.
At this moment, Fang Yuan attacked quietly like a ghost.
His previous forbearance and planning turned into the sharpest blade at this moment.
With lightning speed, he accurately seized the most precious immortal inheritance.
The whole process was clean and neat, without any unnecessary movements.
Then he left like the breeze, without taking away a cloud.
Only a messy and chaotic battlefield was left behind.
There are also survivors who blame each other and feel remorseful.
Until the end, they may not know who picked the biggest fruit.
【The roads in this world are made by people. 】
A calm but powerful voice-over sounded.
That was Fang Yuan’s voice, without any emotion, as if he was telling a very simple truth.
It also seems like he is expounding his philosophy of life, cold and firm.
[Rules? Order? In his eyes, they are nothing more than shackles that bind the weak.][It is a tool that can be broken and used at any time and thrown away after use. ][He never abides by so-called morality and is never bound by any morality.]【Only believe in the ultimate benefit, only pursue eternal power. 】
In the world of Tian Xing Jiu Ge, in the city of Xinzheng, in Zi Lan Xuan.
Under the carved window lattice, Han Fei waved the feather fan in his hand and paused unconsciously.
His eyes, which always sparkled with wisdom, were now filled with an unprecedented solemnity.
He watched Fang Yuan’s breathtaking series of operations in the sky, from planning to closing the net, each link was linked to the next and without a single flaw.
After a long while, he slowly opened his mouth and said:
“What a powerful technique.”
The voice was a little deeper than usual, with a barely perceptible hint of surprise.
“Without a single soldier, he can manipulate people’s hearts at will.”
“Drive the tiger to devour the wolf, and reap the benefits… This method is used to perfection.”
“This person’s mind is far deeper than that of an ordinary person.”
“The cruelty of the means is unheard of.”
Han Fei frowned slightly and continued to analyze:
“He not only calculated his enemies, but also his so-called ‘allies’.”
“Every step was extremely precise, as if everyone’s reaction was foreseen.”
“This kind of insight into human nature and control over the situation is simply unfathomable.”
He let out a breath, as if to let out the shock in his heart.
“It’s chilling.”
He spoke these four words very slowly, and each word revealed a chill.
If such a being were to become an enemy, what a formidable opponent it would be.
If he appeared in this chaotic world where seven countries were fighting for supremacy, what kind of bloody storm would he set off?
Han Fei’s gaze turned to the sky again, and his expression became more complicated.
What Fang Yuan showed had already exceeded his previous understanding of political intrigue.
That is a purer and more extreme kind of selfishness.
His style of doing things that was not bound by any emotion or morality made him feel a chill from the bottom of his heart.
Chapter 39: Snowstorm in the North Plains! Thousands of years of planning, overturned in one day! (Old version)
Above the sky, there is a vast world of ice and snow.
That is the harsh land of the Northern Plains.
The terrifying snowstorm that occurs once every ten years comes like a world-destroying natural disaster.
It ravaged this bitter and cold land.
Countless mortals were displaced in this icy snowstorm.
They struggled to survive.
Their wailing seemed to be swallowed up by the biting cold wind and disappeared without a trace.
However, the powerful force that rules the land of Beiyuan, the Golden Family, is like a high god.
They looked down upon it all with indifference.
They waited for the snowstorm to pass and for him to appear as the savior.
They want to reap the gratitude of those mortals who survived the disaster.
They also want to harvest the faith of mortals.
They also want to harvest the resources owned by mortals.
A magnificent building called the Eighty-Eight-Cornered Zhenyang Tower stands like a giant beast on this land of ice and snow.
It is shining with strange light all over, reaching straight into the sky and overlooking the world.
It is said to be the guardian symbol of Kitahara.
It is the cornerstone of the Golden Family’s rule.
The building contains endless mysteries and is the source of Beiyuan’s power.
The scene suddenly changed.
A figure quietly sneaked into the heavily guarded 88-cornered Zhenyang Tower.
That was Fang Yuan who had disguised his identity.
He walked through the intricate corridors of the building, his footsteps light and without raising a speck of dust.
He was like a poisonous snake lurking in the dark, his eyes cold and sharp.
He used his exquisite calculations.
He relied on his deep understanding of complex formations.
While the Golden Family thought they had everything under control, he was able to act like a fish in water.
He was as calm and composed as a skilled thief.
He quietly tampered with the core hub of Zhenyang Tower.
The hub was originally glowing with light, but now it was corroded by an imperceptible abnormality.
Every change to a rune is made with extreme precision.
Every connection between the fronts hides a deadly murderous intent.
Finally, the time was right.
The Golden Family is holding a grand celebration banquet.
The square outside the building was bustling with people, and countless tribesmen were singing and dancing.
The top leaders of the Golden Family sat on the high platform, proudly accepting the worship of the people.
They worked hard to publicize their own achievements and consolidate their seemingly indestructible rule.
At this climax of celebration, at this peak moment of glory!
The 88-cornered Zhenyang Tower, which symbolized the glory and protection of Beiyuan, began to shake violently without any warning.
Then, it exploded and collapsed as if it was torn apart from the inside by an invisible force!
A huge roar resounded through the sky, shaking the earth.
Countless precious and rare poisonous insects were turned into powder in the explosion.
The precious heritage, classics, and secret treasures accumulated by countless generations of the Golden Family were all destroyed in that violent explosion!
The profound heritage accumulated by the Beiyuan land over thousands of years actually suffered this devastating blow at the hands of one person!
The smoke and flames rising into the sky dyed the sky the color of despair.
[What you call glory is nothing but the bones of countless mortals struggling to survive. ]Fang Yuan’s icy voice, like a chill wind from the Netherworld, resounded between heaven and earth.
The sound was clearly heard by every survivor.
It carries a ruthless mockery of the hypocritical rule of the Golden Family.
It was like a sharp sword, piercing their last bit of dignity.
In the world of Gu Zhenren, on the land of Beiyuan, countless Gu Masters from the Golden Tribe were glaring with anger.
They stared blankly at the collapsed Zhenyang Tower in the sky.
That was once the most sacred temple in their hearts.
But now it has turned into scorched earth and ruins.
Their faith collapsed at this moment.
Then, boundless anger and despair surged into my heart.
They roared in anger and despair:
“Devil! Fang Yuan! You damn devil!”
“You actually destroyed the Zhenyang Tower! You destroyed the foundation of our Beiyuan!”
“You deserve to die! Grind your bones and spread your ashes!”
The Hei family’s Grand Elder, a Gu Immortal with white hair and beard and a deep aura, was sitting cross-legged in meditation.
He suddenly opened his eyes and looked at the devastated ruins in the sky.
His face turned pale instantly.
A heart-pounding chill spread from him.
His weather-beaten eyes were filled with raging rage.
There was even more incredible shock.
He almost crushed the jade ring in his hand.
The Third Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen also saw the tragic scene of Kitahara in the snow and wind through the crystal ball.
He saw the Golden Family’s cold behavior of sitting high and mighty, waiting to reap the benefits.
He couldn’t help but sigh.
The smoke from the pipe rose up, blurring his old face.
There was a hint of helplessness in those eyes that were full of wisdom.
A trace of compassion also emerged.
“So-called guardians sometimes become exploiters…”
He whispered to himself.
“If the owner of power loses his kindness, it will only bring greater disasters in the end.”
Chapter 40 The truth is revealed! Hope? It’s just a lie that sucks your blood! (Old version)
The sky screen tears off layers of hypocritical veils.
The cruel truth is laid bare before the eyes of all the heavens and worlds.
The camera focused on the devastated ruins of Zhenyang Building.
The air was filled with the smell of destruction.
An old ancestor of the Golden Family who was dying, his figure was illusory.
He might be the manifestation of the remaining will of the Great Sun Immortal.
Or perhaps it was the unwilling remaining soul of a powerful supreme elder.
He roared angrily amid the broken rubble.
The voice, filled with resentment and resentment, was like the howling of a ghost.
He questioned the culprit who caused all this—Fang Yuan.
【You devil! 】
[You destroyed Kitahara! ][You have destroyed our Golden Family’s hope of protecting the people of Beiyuan for generations! ]The old man’s voice was filled with despair.
Some of them were incredible collapses.
The destruction of Zhenyang Tower seemed to have destroyed the last bit of faith in his heart.
That belief had sustained him through the years.
That belief was the meaning of his existence.
A figure slowly walked out from the thick smoke and dust.
It was Fang Yuan.
His posture was tall and straight, like a magic spear piercing the sky.
There was a cold and sarcastic smile on his face.
There was no trace of mercy in those deep eyes.
There is only a calmness as cold as ice for eternity.
Beneath the calmness is the indifference that burns everything.
He walked up to the dying ancestor.
The old ancestor’s shadow fluctuated violently due to anger.
Fang Yuan raised his foot.
The action was quick and decisive, without any hesitation.
He stepped on it without hesitation!
This kick seemed to crush Beiyuan’s eternal delusion.
【hope?】
His voice was as calm as a stagnant pool.
But it brought a biting chill.
The coldness seemed to freeze everything around.
Freeze the soul.
[Your Golden Family has sucked the marrow of the mortals of Beiyuan dry for generations. ]【Use their suffering to nourish your own strength. 】
[Every ten years, he plays the role of a savior, like a high-ranking benefactor.][Let them be grateful to you and worship you as gods? ][Let them grasp the glimmer of light you left behind in despair and think it is the sun? ][This kind of ‘hope’ built on the suffering of countless people, this kind of hypocritical ‘protection’, is better off not having it! ]The moment the words fell, the power under Fang Yuan’s feet suddenly exploded.
The invisible energy exploded.
The remaining will or soul of the ancestor of the Golden Family is like fragile glass.
Completely annihilated at his feet.
Not even a trace was left!
As if it had never existed.
The cruel truth that had been hidden in the Beiyuan land for ten thousand years was now being fiercely cut open by the sharpest scalpel.
Exposed bloodily to the eyes of countless creatures in the heavens and all realms!
The so-called protection turned out to be a carefully woven lie.
The so-called hope turns out to be such cruel exploitation.
The so-called glory was actually built with the blood and tears of countless mortals.
At this moment, observers from countless worlds were deeply shocked.
Some world rulers even felt a sense of inexplicable guilt.
The World Under One Person, Beijing.
A temporary office that can be used anywhere.
Xu Si held a cigarette in his mouth and looked at Fang Yuan’s ruthless actions in the sky.
He whistled loudly and suddenly.
A little bit of the cigarette ash fell off.
An extremely exaggerated expression appeared on his face.
“Damn, this guy is so cruel!”
He smacked his lips, his tone full of undisguised amazement.
“Not only did they blow up the old nest that they had run for countless years, they even blew up the foundation.”
“In the end, they stripped off the underwear of the man’s ancestors for eighteen generations!”
“This is simply digging up someone’s ancestral grave and then whipping the corpse for the whole world to see!”
“Kill the person and destroy his heart! Kill him thoroughly!”
“This method is really amazing! I, Old Xu, am ashamed of myself, ashamed of myself!”
Feng Baobao, who was next to him, was munching on an apple expressionlessly, and didn’t seem to have any special reaction to the picture on the sky screen.
In the world of One Piece, in the secret base of the Revolutionary Army.
The wind howled, blowing Monkey D. Dragon’s dark green cloak.
At this moment, his sharp eyes were fixed on the sky like an eagle.
It was as if he wanted to deeply imprint Fang Yuan’s figure and everything he did in his mind.
The tattoos on his face appeared even deeper in the shadows.
He spoke in a heavy tone, his voice having a metallic quality.
“The so-called ‘guardians’ are often the biggest oppressors!”
“They use false promises and short-term favors to cover up their long-term exploitative nature!”
“The same is true for the Celestial Dragons. They claim to be the descendants of the creator of the world, enjoying supreme power, but they treat the people of the world as slaves.”
“Although Fang Yuan’s methods were extreme and full of devilishness, he used the most direct method to tear apart the hypocritical veil that the Golden Family had maintained for ten thousand years!”
“This kind of courage and determination is worth pondering.”
Long’s fists clenched unconsciously.
The road to overthrowing the world government is still long and difficult.
Fang Yuan’s behavior undoubtedly gave him some kind of enlightenment, and also brought him a deeper vigilance.
If power is not restrained, even the guardian will fall.
Naruto world, Konoha Village.
The Third Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen witnessed Fang Yuan’s words and actions through the crystal ball.
He saw the residual soul of the Golden Family ancestor beneath Fang Yuan’s feet completely dissipate.
Hearing Fang Yuan’s icy question.
The green smoke from the pipe rose up and became thicker and thicker.
His old face was almost completely blurred.
A more complex look was revealed in those eyes full of wisdom.
The helplessness is even deeper.
Compassion is also greater.
He let out another long sigh.
“Hope built on lies is ultimately a castle on the beach.”
“Once the tide comes, it will collapse instantly.”
“The Golden Family’s rule was built on deception and exploitation. Its demise may be a historical inevitability.”
“But the price is too tragic.”
He thought of Konoha and the shadows hidden in the light.
The roots of Danzo, the unknown darkness.
“If the owner of the power loses his kindness and true desire to protect, it will only bring greater disasters in the end.”
“This Fang Yuan is a disaster that swept everything. But what he destroyed was also another source of disaster that had long been rotten.”
Sarutobi Hiruzen fell into deeper thought.
He began to reflect on whether Konoha’s “Will of Fire” had been misinterpreted and exploited by some people at certain times.
In the world of Fights Break Sphere, the Xiao family of Wutan City.
The ring that Yao Lao was possessed by vibrated slightly.
An old voice sounded in Xiao Yan’s heart.
“Boy, did you see that? This is the ultimate display of power, and also the ultimate unpredictability of human hearts.”
“How similar is the Golden Family to the Eight Ancient Clans? They have endless resources, but treat the people of the world as straw dogs.”
“This Fang Yuan is ruthless and ruthless. He leaves no room for others to try. He is a true tyrant, or a demon.”
“But what he said revealed a cruel truth.”
Xiao Yan nodded silently, his heart filled with ups and downs.
He thought of the oppression of the Yunlan Sect and the secrets of the Soul Palace.
In this world, the strong are respected and the weak are preyed upon by the strong.
The boundary between so-called justice and evil is sometimes really blurred.
Fang Yuan’s behavior made his desire for power even stronger.
It also gave him a deeper understanding of the complexity of human nature.
In the world where mortals cultivate immortality, there is a secret cave somewhere.
Han Li sat cross-legged, looking at everything in the sky calmly.
He was accustomed to the intrigues and deceptions and the law of the jungle in the world of immortal cultivation.
He did not have too many moral judgments on Fang Yuan’s behavior.
Just analyze it silently in my mind.
“This person acts without regard for the consequences, only for the purpose.”
“His mental toughness and cruel methods are rarely seen in the world.”
“The Golden Family’s foundation is so profound, yet it was overturned by him alone.”
“If such a person were an enemy, I would be unable to sleep or eat well. If he were a friend… I’m afraid it would be hard to truly trust him.”
Han Li silently classified Fang Yuan as an extremely dangerous existence.
He became more resolute in his principle of keeping a low profile and acting with caution.
Before you have absolute strength, you should never provoke such an evil star easily.
Chapter 41 Yi Tian’s Gambling Game! The world is the plate, and all living beings are the children! (Old version)
The scene suddenly came to the towering Yitian Mountain.
The mountains are stacked up and extremely steep.
The area is shrouded in clouds and mist, making it seem like a dream.
However, beneath this fairyland-like scene, there is a suffocating tension.
A solemn and murderous atmosphere, invisible but heavy, making people feel breathless.
Countless Gu Immortals emitting powerful auras gathered here.
Their figures, bright or dark, are everywhere in the mountains.
Every Gu Immortal looked extremely solemn.
Their eyes intertwined in the air, as if bursting out invisible sword lights and shadows.
The air was stagnant, filled with the oppression of impending storm.
The narrator’s voice was low.
Magnetic, slowly told.
Explain to all the heavens and worlds the specialness of this place.
A gambling game is going on here.
An ultimate gamble between good and evil that determines the fate of the entire world.
Both sides of the game have strong lineups.
On one side is the heaven which represents the pinnacle of righteousness.
On the other side is the ambitious demon leader Shadow Sect.
Their common goal all points to one name—Fang Yuan.
They wanted to completely wipe out this existence, which was regarded as a heretic by both of them, right here and now.
A variable that stirs up the situation and threatens order.
The picture shows the sophisticated deployment of troops by both sides.
Countless mysterious runes flashed.
Various powerful and mysterious Gu formations were spread out like a dragnet.
One layer upon another, blocking every inch of space.
Countless extremely powerful immortal killing moves are like lurking beasts.
They are ready to go, hiding in the nodes of the formation, ready to burst out with destructive power at any time.
Both sides are trying hard to deduce the future direction.
The divine mind was running at high speed, trying to gain insight into the secrets of heaven.
Calculating the cause and effect connection in the dark.
Every slight change may trigger a chain reaction.
The scene was extremely grand.
Complex and difficult to understand.
A battle full of wisdom.
It is also filled with the coldness of conspiracy.
The will of the Star Immortal Lord in Heaven is high above.
Her will seemed to have transformed into the invisible law of heaven, overlooking all living beings.
A complex network of traps was laid.
Every array pattern sparkles with starlight and contains the power of rules.
He vowed to completely trap Fang Yuan to death in Yitian Mountain, leaving him with nowhere to escape.
The remaining soul of Shadow Sect’s Ghost Demon Lord is also a man of foresight.
He lurks in the shadows, manipulating the chess game.
There are many hidden tricks, each of which is enough to turn the tide.
Both sides thought they had the situation under control.
They all firmly believed that victory was in their grasp.
They wait for their prey to step into their trap.
However, the camera swept across some seemingly insignificant corners several times, intentionally or unintentionally.
Maybe it’s some strange rock.
Perhaps it was some rolling cloud.
Or focus on the subtle expressions of some key characters.
A hint of inappropriate confusion.
An imperceptible difference.
These details suggest something.
Hinting at Fang Yuan hiding in the dark.
He may be using some incredible means to cleverly hide himself.
Or maybe he had already placed countless chess pieces outside the chessboard.
He seemed to have already seen through the entire layout of the Heavenly Court and the Shadow Sect.
Take in all their calculations.
It’s like watching a carefully choreographed drama.
Some clips flashed across the screen.
Fragmentary, but crucial.
This shows that Fang Yuan had already placed important undercover agents in both camps.
Bai Ningbing’s figure flashed by, her eyes cold and firm.
Fang Yuan used her to pass on carefully woven false information.
This information, like a fog, cleverly misled the judgment of the Heavenly Court and the Shadow Sect.
Directing their attention in the wrong direction.
Let them get deeper and deeper into false clues.
He is taking advantage of the situation.
Like a most skilled hunter, full of patience.
Quietly waiting for those self-righteous prey to fall into the trap.
He had already set the final battlefield in the death trap he had carefully prepared.
The Ten Deadly Immortal Zombies Formation.
A Jedi whose name alone sends chills down one’s spine.
There, was the real stage he prepared for his enemies.
“You always say that destiny cannot be violated.”
Fang Yuan’s voice contained a hint of cold mockery.
Like a whisper from the depths of the Netherworld.
It rang clearly in the ears of all living beings who were paying attention to this unprecedented gamble.
That voice was full of disdain.
Full of contempt for so-called fate.
“But I want to show you——”
“The so-called destiny is nothing more than a chess piece in my hand, at my mercy.”
Those players in the past who were high and mighty and claimed to be in control of the chessboard of destiny.
Whether it is the will of the Starry Immortal Lord or the residual soul of the Ghost Demon Lord.
Now, they will all become birds in his cage.
Let them do whatever they want.
The thread of fate has been quietly plucked by him.
In the Xianyang Palace.
Wei Zhuang stared at the divine and devil-like layout on the sky.
In those eyes that were as sharp as an eagle, there flashed a hint of unprecedented solemnity.
He slowly exhaled a breath of cold air.
The voice was low, with a hint of disbelief and shock.
“Using the heaven and earth as a chessboard, and the immortals and demons as chess pieces…”
“This person’s scheming and courage have far exceeded the scope of ordinary emperors.”
“I’m afraid what he’s seeking is not just his own survival.”
“It’s about subverting the rules of the entire world.”
Wei Zhuang’s fingertips trembled slightly.
Chapter 42: Immortal Zombie Array! Shadow Sect is destroyed, and the blame is placed on Heaven! (Old version)
On the sky screen, a carefully laid out picture of death slowly unfolds.
The focus was ruthlessly locked within the suffocating range of the Ten Absolute Immortal Zombies Lifeless Array.
The main Gu Immortals of Shadow Sect were like a group of lambs being driven fiercely by sheepdogs.
Fang Yuan used a clever and almost joking method to lead them step by step into this dangerous place filled with the breath of death.
They were soon surrounded.
All the powerful means that we were proud of in the past now seem to be ineffective and unable to exert their due power.
The faces of every Shadow Sect Gu Immortal were filled with astonishment and despair.
Their situation is already precarious.
There is only a fine line between life and death.
At the same time, it seemed as if it was being precisely pulled by invisible silk threads.
The Celestial Court’s Gu Immortal army followed closely behind, chasing and killing with murderous intent.
They are the judges of justice, vowing to eradicate the evil spirit.
At this moment, Fang Yuan was like a stage director who had reached perfection in his skills.
He grasps every fleeting opportunity with incredible precision.
He skillfully deployed the forces between good and evil to cause the most violent collision in this Jedi he carefully selected.
A brutal and bloody battle broke out.
The shouts of killing shook the earth.
The light of the immortal’s killing move illuminated the gloomy formation.
And the real mastermind behind this was Fang Yuan.
He is like a ghost lurking in the darkest night.
It was like a top hunter who had been lying in wait for a long time, patiently waiting for the best opportunity.
He lurked calmly in the shadows at the edge of the battlefield.
The corners that are difficult to detect become his best hiding places.
His gaze was as sharp as a sword drawn from its sheath, and cold without a trace of emotion.
He continuously and efficiently harvested the lives of strong men from both good and evil sides.
Those once invincible Gu Immortals were now nothing more than lambs to be slaughtered in his eyes.
The extremely precious resources on them also fell into his pocket.
He took full advantage of the extreme chaos on the battlefield.
Like a skilled and daring thief.
In a blind spot where no one noticed, he quietly seized the most core and important achievement of the Shadow Sect –
That is the key information of the Supreme Immortal Embryo Gu that is directly related to whether the Ghost Demon Lord can be successfully resurrected.
There are also precious materials that are rare in the world and are prepared for this purpose.
Each one of them is enough to drive any Gu Immortal crazy.
The battle is gradually coming to an end.
The smell of blood permeated the entire Ten Absolute Formation.
The Gu Immortals of Shadow Sect almost suffered a tragic end of annihilation.
Even the remnant soul of the Ghost Demon Lord who once dominated an era and was extremely powerful.
In the desperate fight with the Heavenly Court Gu Immortal, he also suffered unprecedented heavy losses.
As a result, its strength was greatly reduced and its breath became weak.
Although the Heavenly Court nominally won the final victory.
But they also paid an extremely heavy and unbearable price for it.
They lost a large number of elite Gu Immortals.
Each of them is a pillar cultivated by the Heavenly Court with countless resources.
After this battle, the vitality of the Heavenly Court was severely damaged.
However, Fang Yuan had already acted like the most cunning and cautious fox.
Before anyone could react, all the blame for the Shadow Sect’s destruction was placed on him.
Perfectly and skillfully pushed the blame onto the Heavenly Court.
He used various secret means that he had previously arranged in various places.
Countless illusions that are realistic enough were carefully created.
A large amount of seemingly incontrovertible evidence was woven together.
These “evidences” were like sharp knives, successfully exacerbating the existing contradictions and confrontations between the five domains, especially between the other four domains and the Central Continent Heavenly Court.
This made the situation in the entire five regions even more turbulent and undercurrent-filled.
The seeds of suspicion and hatred were thus planted.
He himself is like a triumphant general who returns with a full load but keeps his achievements and fame hidden.
With what he plundered in this war, the greatest achievement that was enough to change the entire world situation.
Escape quietly and silently.
His figure quickly disappeared into the boundless sky and earth.
Without leaving a trace.
The entire battle of Yitian Mountain, from beginning to end, was like a huge stage carefully built for him.
And Fang Yuan is the only director who controls the fate of all the characters.
He is also the final winner who calmly reaps everything after the curtain falls.
The blood of countless strong men, their precious lives.
They all became rich resources for him to climb up and pursue higher realms.
It paved a solid step forward for his future road which was full of unknowns and dangers.
The real world of Gu.
Those remnants of the Shadow Sect who managed to survive the battle of Yitian Mountain.
Through various channels, they saw the tragic scene of the Shadow Sect’s demise clearly displayed on the sky.
Especially Fang Yuan’s devilishly cold-blooded and calculating methods.
An uncontrollable, extreme hatred burst out from their chests.
They let out a heart-wrenching roar filled with endless resentment:
“Fang Yuan!!”
“You are a despicable, shameless, and heartless devil!”
“From now on, my Shadow Sect and you will be irreconcilable and the fight will not stop until one dies!”
“Even if I chase you to the ends of the earth, or even if you escape to the nine heavens and ten earths, I will tear you into pieces and grind your bones to dust!”
This voice is full of accusations of blood and tears.
And in heaven.
Many immortals, including those highly respected Gu Immortals.
They were also staring at the sky, watching Fang Yuan toying with them like a monkey, playing with them in his hands.
Every detail was like a loud slap in the face.
Their faces turned ashen.
The anger in my chest was boiling and hard to calm down.
They claim to be the leaders of the righteous path and shoulder the heavy responsibility of maintaining justice between heaven and earth.
But he was toyed with so easily by the devil Fang Yuan.
Not only did they suffer heavy losses, but they also lost all face.
The majesty of heaven has been challenged like never before.
In Biyou Village.
Ma Xianhong was watching intently everything that was unfolding on the sky.
Fang Yuan’s terrifying plan that was linked together, planned step by step, and foolproof.
It made him sweat coldly on his forehead.
He couldn’t help but shudder.
It was a shudder that came from the depths of the soul.
“This guy… this guy is so insidious!”
“He’s not even human! He’s simply a walking human disaster!”
“He actually took everyone into account. Every step was within his expectations!”
“Even those immortals who seemed incredibly powerful were manipulated by him, and their lives and deaths were not in their own hands!”
Ma Xianhong felt a little scared.
“Fortunately…Fortunately we are not his enemies…”
“Otherwise, I might not even know how I died!”
He was glad that he was not in the same world as such people.
Chapter 43: Going against the current to protect yourself! Surrounded by thousands of immortals, going against the current alone! (Old version)
The sky screen shows a river with a strange scenery.
The river was surging and flowing endlessly.
This is no ordinary water.
The river water is full of bizarre colors, ever-changing and unfathomable.
It also contains countless mysterious and peculiar traces of the Tao.
Those Dao Marks were like living things, swimming in the water and emitting a heart-pounding aura.
Just looking at it makes people feel awe and dare not look at it for too long.
This is the Reverse River.
The narrator’s voice is cold and emotionless, explaining the nature of the river.
The upstream river water possesses a strange and extraordinary power.
Any living creature that enters it will be ruthlessly washed away by the river.
Forced to bear all the hurt that one has suffered in the past.
All the difficulties and adversities you have experienced will reappear clearly.
It is as if time is flowing backwards for the individual.
The pain is relived over and over again, endlessly.
At this moment, Fang Yuan in the picture is facing an unprecedented desperate situation.
The army of immortals in heaven are flying flags and filled with murderous intent.
Changshengtian, representing the combined power of the major golden families in Beiyuan, also has its best troops out and is very aggressive.
The two huge coalition forces were like two boundless iron clamps, closing in from all directions.
Fang Yuan was surrounded in the center, with no escape possible.
There is no way to go to heaven.
There is no door to enter the earth.
Countless powerful Gu Immortals, with deep auras and cold eyes, are like bloodthirsty beasts.
They all used their most powerful immortal killing moves.
The light is bright and the energy is surging.
Flames, ice, thunder, poisonous fog, all kinds of attacks poured down towards Fang Yuan like a violent storm.
Every attack contains destructive power.
They vowed to keep this peerless devil who had stirred up the situation in the five regions here and grind his bones to ashes.
Facing this siege that is like a dragnet, facing this inevitable death.
There was no trace of despair in Fang Yuan’s eyes.
There wasn’t even a hint of fear.
There is only calmness like ten thousand years of ice.
There is only a determination as deep as the stars.
At the moment when everyone thought he was doomed and unable to escape.
He moved.
He jumped with determination.
The target was the surging upstream river below that exuded an ominous aura.
All the enemies who witnessed this scene were stunned, and then turned to sneer.
They all thought that Fang Yuan would be swallowed by endless pain in this strange river.
Because for countless years, no one has ever been able to survive in the Reverse River for a long time.
The pain there is enough to erase any strong will.
However, something incredible happened that subverted our perception.
The moment Fang Yuan fell into the Reverse Flow River, he was not overwhelmed by pain as he had expected.
He actually activated an extremely rare, even legendary and powerful method.
Countercurrent protective seal.
I saw the roaring and surging river flowing upstream, as if it was being pulled by some mysterious and supreme power.
It actually quickly condensed around him.
It formed a layer of strange water armor.
This armor is shining brightly, with the same source as the river water, but it also exudes an indomitable will.
Those immortal killing moves that fell from the sky contained powerful force, enough to easily tear apart an immortal body.
When it comes into contact with this layer of armor formed by the reverse flow of river water.
Or it will be bounced back by a strange force and hit the attacker himself.
Or it will be like a drop in the ocean, disappearing silently without even causing a ripple.
He was under the attack of ten thousand immortals that was like a world-destroying natural disaster.
Struggling to move forward in the upstream river.
Every step you take seems to carry the malice and heaviness of the entire world.
Every step forward is accompanied by the violent impact of countless painful memories from the past.
But his tall and straight figure remained as firm as ever.
There was no wavering at all.
“Is this the fate you keep telling me to submit to?”
His voice was not loud, but it was like a cold wind from the underworld, clearly reaching the ears of every being.
Ice cold.
Unwavering.
“I’m going to turn it into a river!”
“I will use my own will to reverse everything that is controlled by you!”
His will is as solid as an eternal rock, indestructible.
Even in the face of hostility from the entire world, we will never surrender and never bow our heads.
Deep in the distant universe, on a desolate planet.
Vegeta, the Saiyan prince who was undergoing arduous training, witnessed this scene through the screen in front of him.
His sharp eyes were filled with uncontrollable shock.
A look of disbelief flashed across his face.
He clenched his teeth, and the friction between his teeth made a squeaking sound.
He growled:
“hateful!”
“This guy’s willpower… can actually fight against such a strange river!”
“The power contained in that river is simply unimaginable!”
“The pain he endured was definitely extraordinary!”
Sun Wukong standing by also widened his eyes and opened his mouth slightly.
His face was filled with pure amazement.
He scratched his head subconsciously, his tone full of surprise.
“Amazing!”
“That river feels so scary!”
“It’s amazing that he could last so long in there!”
“This person is so strong!”
Chapter 44: My ultimate move! The long river of time, slaughtering all the immortals! (Old version)
Above the sky, the rushing upstream river still occupied everyone’s sight.
The river roared and rolled, and every wave seemed to contain the power to tear apart the soul.
Fang Yuan’s figure, protected by that layer of strange water armor, still looked small and fragile.
The countercurrent protective seal flickered with a faint light, struggling to resist the erosion of the river water.
At the same time, it also deflects and eliminates the immortal killing moves that are bombarding from all directions.
However, the number of pursuers was too great.
They were like a school of sharks that smelled blood, attacking madly.
Even more terrifying is the Upstream River itself.
The pervasive strange power was seeping in bit by bit, trying to undermine his will and erode his immortal essence.
His immortal energy was being consumed rapidly.
His mind was constantly buffeted by painful memories of the past.
Every minute and every second, he was on the brink of collapse.
If you slack off even a little, your soul will be destroyed and there will be no escape.
All the living beings watching this scene, whether they were enemies or friends, had one thought in their minds: he can’t hold on any longer.
With such horrific consumption and such a desperate situation, what other outcome could there be except death from exhaustion?
At this moment, Fang Yuan’s eyes, which had always been calm and deep, suddenly emitted a frightening cold light.
The cold light was as sharp as a knife, as if it could pierce through time and space.
A trace of blood oozed from his clenched teeth.
An even more determined and crazy aura rose from him.
Just like a venomous snake that has been dormant for a long time, it finally reveals its deadly fangs that are enough to overturn the world.
The next moment, the immortal energy in his body began to circulate wildly at an unprecedented speed.
An indescribable mysterious wave suddenly spread out with him as the center!
“Wan I——!”
A low but soul-shaking roar burst out from his throat.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment.
Then, a scene that made all the viewers’ scalps tingle appeared.
With Fang Yuan’s body as the origin, figures appeared one after another.
They came from nothingness and stepped out from the ripples of time.
Every figure is exactly the same as Fang Yuan.
Some are immature, with the youthfulness and sharpness of teenagers.
Some are calm, with eyes full of the vicissitudes of life.
Some are arrogant and look down on the world.
Some are introverted and deep like the unfathomable ocean.
They are projections of Fang Yuan at different stages of his life.
These are the clear marks he left in the long river of time.
At this moment, he was forcibly summoned to the world with his supreme power!
Each “Fang Yuan” carries with it the cultivation, methods, and combat instincts of the corresponding period.
More importantly, they share the original body’s indomitable will to go against the will of heaven!
That will, like a spark that sets a prairie on fire, burns in the eyes of every phantom.
“kill!”
Countless “Fang Yuan” roared at the same time, and the sound waves gathered together, shaking the upstream river water to churn.
They did not hesitate or delay for a moment.
Like the most elite army, they launched a desperate charge towards the Celestial Court and the Eternal Heavenly Gu Immortals who were chasing them!
A young shadow of “Fang Yuan” with a determined smile on his face suddenly rushed into the densest part of the enemy formation.
He chose to self-destruct!
The terrifying energy shock wave spread instantly, blasting several unprepared Gu Immortals into pieces, with fragments of their immortal orifices flying everywhere.
Another middle-aged figure of “Fang Yuan” made hand gestures and muttered something.
Shadowy claws appeared out of nowhere, tearing through the sky and accurately grabbing the enemy’s vital points.
There was also “Fang Yuan” who unleashed a bloody killing move, with blood gushing into the sky, polluting people’s immortal essence, corroding their immortal bodies, and causing the enemy to wail in pain.
Some “Fang Yuan” phantoms took the initiative to meet those powerful immortal killing moves.
They used their bodies to withstand the attacks, creating opportunities for their original bodies and other phantoms.
Even though they were beaten to pieces, their eyes remained firm at the moment before they disappeared.
The Gu Immortals of Heaven and Changshengtian were completely stunned.
When had they ever seen such a strange and unreasonable fighting method?
Just a moment ago, they were the ones surrounding Fang Yuan alone.
The next moment, they were surrounded by countless “Fang Yuans”.
The numerical advantage was reversed in an instant.
The banks of the river upstream were instantly transformed into a meat grinder.
The scarlet blood dyed the turbid river water red.
Broken limbs and debris were thrown everywhere.
The shrill screams, the desperate roars, the clash of weapons, the roar of killing moves, all interweave into a melody of death.
This area has become a veritable Shura purgatory.
Those heavenly Gu Immortals who usually stand high above and look down upon all living beings.
Those powerful immortals who claim to have golden blood and unparalleled combat power.
At this moment, in front of the endless “Fang Yuan”, it was as fragile as paper.
Their immortal killing moves and their defensive methods seemed so pale and powerless in front of the “ten thousand selves” that came like a tide.
Powerful Gu Immortals fell one after another like wheat cut down by a sickle.
The flame of their lives was ruthlessly extinguished.
Their figures were completely submerged by the endless, fearless Fang Yuan’s phantom.
Fear spread in the hearts of the surviving Gu Immortals.
They began to disintegrate and flee.
However, those “Fang Yuan” phantoms were like leeches on the heel, chasing relentlessly and not stopping until they were dead.
In the center of the chaotic battlefield, Fang Yuan’s real body was still struggling to wade through the countercurrent river.
Around him is a defense line built with the lives and blood of countless “selves”.
Every time a shadow disappeared, his heart sank slightly.
But his steps did not pause at all.
The upstream river water was still madly impacting his upstream protective seal.
The consumption of immortal energy is like a flood that has been opened.
The painful memories in my mind are still roaring.
His body trembled slightly.
Every step I took seemed to exhaust all my strength.
Under his feet were the corpses of enemies piling up.
Behind him was a battlefield with a river of blood.
The whole world seemed to be against him, and the heavy malice almost crushed him.
However, his straight spine never bent at all.
His eyes were still as deep and resolute as ever.
He took one step, then another.
Unwaveringly, he walked towards the other side of the Reverse Flow River.
Finally, after paying an unimaginable price.
When the shadows of all my selves were almost exhausted.
One of his feet stepped onto the solid river bank!
Next, the other foot.
He came out!
He really relied on his own strength to fight his way out of the siege of the two overlord forces of Heaven and Changshengtian!
He turned the desperate situation around and was doomed to fail!
He stood on the river bank, his body swayed and he almost fell down.
He took a deep breath, his chest heaving violently.
The rushing river current seemed to still roar in my ears.
He slowly raised his head and glanced at the pursuers who had managed to survive but were already frightened out of their wits.
A voice that was hoarse from extreme fatigue, yet filled with endless arrogance, resounded throughout the world:
“Haven’t you heard that there is always a way out?”
“As long as I, Fang Yuan, want to go down this path, no one in this world can stop me!”
“The road is not in the sky, not on the earth, not in fate!”
“The road is right under my feet! It was paved by me!”
His voice was not loud, but every word was sonorous, like thunder that penetrated deep into everyone’s soul.
at the same time.
On the hillside outside the Luotian Grand Ceremony venue.
Zhang Chulan froze.
He stared at the independent river bank in the sky, with a figure standing proudly in tattered clothes.
The figure was surrounded by mountains of corpses and seas of blood, as well as countless dissipating points of light.
That will that looked down on everything and went against the will of heaven made him feel a little nervous even through the sky.
His mouth was open wide enough to fit a fist and his jaw was nearly dislocated.
His eyes were as big as bells and bloodshot.
He felt his brain was blank and all his cognition was completely overturned.
After a long while, he swallowed hard, his Adam’s apple rolling up and down.
The dry lips trembled and uttered an untuned sound:
“Duplicate? No…that’s not right…”
He shook his head vigorously, trying to clear his mind.
“That feeling… is so real… Every one of them… is like a living person…”
“Pull out your past self from the long river of time?”
When this thought came to his mind, Zhang Chulan was shocked himself.
This… this was beyond his understanding of “powerful”.
“What the hell…what kind of monster ability is this?!”
He couldn’t help but swear, and his voice was a little out of tune.
“One person… defeated an entire army of immortals?!”
“Is this guy… a god or a devil?”
“No… He is scarier than gods and demons…”
“He…he is simply not a human being!”
Zhang Chulan felt a chill running from the soles of his feet to the top of his head.
For the first time, he had such a concrete and terrifying understanding of the word “powerful”.