I'm really not a dark Ultraman

With Joestar's help, Zolim, who was trying hard to pass through the wormhole, actually made it through.

But not all of them came, only a little bit came.

It seemed as if the anger that had condensed into substance also dissipated into nothingness as its life faded away.

Even Zolim's head and neck were much larger than Joestar's body, but Joestar looked exceptionally relaxed when lifting Zolim with one hand.

Looking at his relaxed look, it seemed as if what he was holding was not a monster several times larger than him, but a sponge.

The five fingers of the left hand that was idle at the side suddenly closed together, a residual image quickly lengthened, and the hand easily pierced into Zolim's head.

The arm inserted into Zolim's head slowly opened outwards from the body, making a posture like a chest expansion exercise.

As Joestar gradually exerted his strength, a strange sound suddenly rang out.

"Kaka."

The sound of flesh tearing and the horrifying sound of bones cracking mixed together, even if it was only for a moment, the monsters and aliens on the other side of the wormhole couldn't help but gasp at the same time.

As the sound ended, the giant's frantic and breathtaking aura soared into the sky.

The terrifying head gradually rose up, and the scarlet eyes looked towards the wormhole. The corner of his eye swept past, making countless aliens tremble with fear.

Green blood fell like rain. Zolim, whose bones were dead, still retained some warmth. The condensed blood drops were so huge that if they fell to the ground, the destructive power would be the same as that of a cannonball.

The four people below started the chores of cleaning up the aftermath of the battle for Joestar.

He swung his right fist which had just felt warm, and the blood in his body had just started to burn, but the enemy was already dead.

Joestar was a little unsatisfied and sighed, "Size is just size. It doesn't have the same strength as size. It's a little weak."

"In terms of strength, it's not even worthy of carrying the shoes of Beliudor. The intensity of the light is also weak. There is no way to fight against the Empera aliens. It is just violently waving away energy."

Listening to Joestar's words, Hong Kai and Jagger held back all the complaints they were about.

Bro, what are you comparing?
The Dark Ultraman Warrior who possesses the power to subvert the Land of Light and the Dark Emperor who rules the universe are already at the level of super bosses. Compare these two with elite monsters.

There's no way this can be compared!

"Zolim, that's all."

"Don't you have more powerful monsters?"

The wormhole was still gradually twisting, and electric snakes continued to flow at the edge of the wormhole, but no monsters appeared in the deep dark center again.

Red and blazing flames gradually burned on Joestar's body. The blood and debris dripping on his body were instantly burned up, and some ashes were quickly carried away by the strong wind.

"Come on! Attack me, the enemy who killed your companions! Cowards!" Joestar roared loudly towards the wormhole.

In the dark world, you can be called a waste, but to the dark aliens, the most unbearable thing is to be called a coward.

This represents cowardice.

Cowards will be laughed at wherever they go, and they won't even be able to get any supplies.

But even with Joestar's insults, Wormhole didn't react at all.

"I see. So the subordinates of the Origin-Destruction Summoning Body are all trash like you." Joestar crossed his arms over his chest.

The blood-red eyes, which showed no sign of change, displayed the contempt to the fullest.

You can insult them, but you can't insult that adult!

The speed of the wormhole's twisting suddenly increased a lot, which made Joestar's eyes flash and reveal a happy emotion.

A black and white figure emerged from the wormhole, leaping and galloping in the sky. Its streamlined charm like that of Crow Tengu made it full of the oppressive power of flying.

The swift air attack brought a lengthened shadow, and Joestar was about to punch it and blow it up.

But its large wings flapped rapidly, and its flying speed increased suddenly. Before Joestar could throw his right fist, the shadow quickly passed Joestar.

The extreme speed caused red fireworks to explode just by the brush between the two.

Joestar turned his head slightly, watching the black and white shadows swirling around in his peripheral vision. He gently patted his shoulder with his left hand, sweeping away any remaining residue.

"The speed is good, but the power is still a little lacking."

"This feeling is just like being bitten by a mosquito, which is a bit disappointing."

Joestar said this, but he actually felt pain in his shoulder. Although it was only a little, it meant that this guy broke through Joestar's defense.

He is a ruthless character who can strike with one blow.

However, the Destroyer Demon Blitzbros clearly felt the severe pain in his powerful feet.

It was clearly his own attack, but the reaction force almost broke his legs!
The red bird's-eye view is filled with pain.

Blitzbrotz, who was still flying, urgently stopped in mid-air, with his arms raised and aimed at Joestar.

The light bullets were fired at the speed of a Vulcan cannon. Under Blitzbrotz's precise calculation, each of the light bullets in the air hit Joestar accurately.

Or rather, Joestar didn't dodge at all.

The impact of the explosion did not shake Joestar's figure at all, and his strong arms swung rapidly.

The crescent-shaped light blade flew out quickly, and the sharp light blade hit the light bullet accurately.

What was even more incredible was that the light blade cut Blitzbroz's light bullet in half, and the light bullet that was cut in half shattered and exploded when it fell.

The crescent blade was approaching Blitzbros quickly, but Blitzbros was flying extremely fast. With a flap of its wings, it spun around and rushed towards the crescent blade.

The chest covered by the shell suddenly opened, revealing its red crystal that looked like a heart.

The crescent-shaped blade rushed into the crystal without any obstacles. In a flash, the crescent-shaped blade became larger, and its flying speed increased several times, and it quickly returned to its original place.

The distance in space was instantly crossed under the increasing speed of the crescent-shaped light blade.

Joestar's shoulders shook, and his scarlet fists swung rapidly, hitting every light blade with his bare fists accurately.

Every punch exploded with flames and sparks, but none of them hit Joestar's body.

It's not that he can't bear it, it's just that he instinctively rejects the cutting technique.

This was the slight fear that a certain meat processing plant director once brought to Joestar.