I'm really not a dark Ultraman

Even though they had transformed into Saga, they could still feel Joestar's overwhelming pressure.

"So strong! That Ultra Warrior is so powerful." Musashi looked at Joestar, who exuded a majestic aura, in surprise. "If that's the case, then that Jetton is not a problem at all."

After listening to Musashi's words, Asuka Shin and Zero fell silent at the same time.

The two of them, who had long been accustomed to Joestar's behavior, sighed silently at the same time.

"Jetton is dead, and we may not be okay either." Asuka Shin forced a smile.

He wanted to maintain that faint smile, but he couldn't hold it for more than a few seconds and it turned into a bitter smile.

Zero also touched his chin, "It is very likely that after dealing with Zetton, Instructor Joestar will beat us up as well."

"Huh?" Musashi felt like there was something wrong with his ears.

"This will happen after defeating Jetton. Now we have to defeat Jetton first."

Asuka Shin's words ended the brief conversation between the three people, and made their consciousness once again focus on Hyperzetton.

The surroundings were a little hot, and the oppressive force that Saga and Joestar unconsciously spread became heavier, but that was all for Hyperzetton.

But for the people of Bat, it is not so easy to bear.

Especially the pair of cold blood-red eyes staring at him, that gaze that seemed to penetrate the body of Hyperzeton and reach into his heart, making the Batman unable to hold on any longer.

"Jetton!" Hyperzetton launched an attack under the control of the Batman.

The pliers raised both hands vertically, and a trillion-degree fireball flew out from the bright yellow chest. The fireball flew at different angles, and its flight trajectory seemed to be about to land in an uninhabited area.

But under Hypergeton's control, the fireball suddenly changed direction in mid-air.

The fireball that was floating high in the sky increased in speed and appeared in front of Joestar in an instant.

The scarlet silk cut the fireballs in half like tofu.

Time seemed to pause for a brief moment, and when time resumed flowing, the fireball exploded with a loud bang.

The boiling flames and impacts, along with the dust, gradually rose up into the sky, and mushrooms were planted in the wilderness.

Joestar lowered his head slightly and glanced at his right hand. There was still a scorching heat on his scarlet palm. The air near his palm was expanding and distorted. The slight stinging pain from the burn made the energy in Joestar's body flow more violently.

The one trillion fireball in the special effects that can only break a glass is so lethal in reality.

Or maybe it was because Hyperzeton was so powerful that its fireball was enough to break through Joestar's defense.

The blood-red eyes glowed with an even scarletter light, and the little bit of rationality that was left was gradually burned out by the fanatical desire to fight.

A golden glow bloomed from Joestar's body, and under the brilliant shining light, his already tall body swelled up again.

In just a moment, he grew from a height of seventy meters to a giant of more than three hundred meters. Moreover, as the dark fog gradually rose from Joestar's body, his tall and mighty body expanded again.

The color of the huge body gradually changed, dark colors mixed with red, and the tidal fluctuations of energy beat like waves.

However, the violent energy soon subsided.

What followed was a pair of strong thighs that came into Saiga's sight.

The taut calves showed a solid and angular appearance, and the towering body was more than ten times larger than him.

The super-giant size, which is more than three times larger than that of a juvenile Jetton, is enough to make one's mind go blank, or even cause a brief shock.

But Hyperzeton won't, and the Baltans will only become even crazier.

Hyperzeton moved at super high speed, moving his huge body, firing trillions of fireballs one after another, and his pincer-like hands fell on Joestar's body one after another.

The force that was enough to tear the earth apart and shatter the hills fell on the towering body, leaving only a spreading shock wave and wounds like mosquito bites.

The frequency of Hyperzeton's attacks became faster and faster as the Baltic became more and more panicked. The teleportation was only a short stop for it to release the fireball and then directly reach the next place.

The blazing high-temperature flames kept rolling, impacting each other, pushing each other, making their temperature even hotter.

The soil had long since burned into a deep black color, and the expanding, rolling flames illuminated an area of ​​dozens of kilometers as if it were noon in summer.

Even Hyperzeton, after continuous teleportation and the uninterrupted release of a trillion fireballs, showed its fatigue at a certain time.

Okita's pillar of fire was suddenly broken, and the red iron fist fell like a meteorite, shaking the air around it, and a ring-shaped flame shock wave was left behind the red fist.

The violent force and surging energy distorted the surrounding space.

Hypergeton was ready to teleport away, but the chaotic and torn space posed an extreme threat of death to it, and it would definitely not teleport away.

The bright yellow wings on the back of Hyperion standing tall above us look less like feathers and more like the wings of a sculpture.

Not only wings, the chain-like whip of the young Zetton turned into Hyper Zetton's tail.

Before the iron fist got close to Hypergeton, the squeezing and pressure of the air had already acted on Hypergeton's body.

Even under interference, Hypergeton's movements did not appear to be slow at all.

The bright yellow light and shadow were instantly drawn into a flowing shadow.

But a huge, clenched iron fist seemed to be following closely, hovering above Hypergeton's head and slowly approaching.

The movement was not fast, and the iron fist that seemed to be easily dodged actually hovered above Hyperzell's head.

Amid the tense emotions and desperate eyes of the Batman people, his fist slowly pressed down.

The original light forged by U40 Jonias's trial, the ultimate physical strength formed through thousands of tempering, the gathering of the glory of human consciousness that has saved the world many times, and the selfless dedication of the dark power of the Anperla people.

Everything is integrated together to create an Ultra Warrior who is as powerful as a god.

He pressed down Hypergeton's pincers with his bare fists, knocking him into the mud like a whack-a-mole game.

The ground suddenly shook violently like a dragon turning over, and the sky began to resonate along with it. It was just one punch from Joestar, but it seemed as if the entire island was shaking.

Volcanoes erupted, tsunamis were generated, heavy rains swept the atmosphere, and the climate changed.