I'm really not a dark Ultraman

Chapter 494 Extremely Evil
When in my life have I, Beria, ever been treated with such contempt?

Can you tolerate my violent temper?
The evil Belia decisively stuffed all the Ultra Capsules onto the timer on his chest, and a strong light instantly spread out from between Belia's fingers.

"Hikari, your stuff really isn't kept secret at all," Joestar complained.

But complaining will not stop Belia's actions.

The bright light spread out for a few seconds before gradually becoming dim, and quickly transformed from the power of light to the power of darkness.

The disordered and chaotic dark force became deeper and calmer like water after being injected with the power of the Ultra Capsule, like a transition from a torrent to an abyss, calm yet full of crisis.

The energy of the monsters stored in the ultimate fighting device was also absorbed into Belia's body, instead of the chaotic fusion as before.

The sky grew darker and deeper.

After the light of the Ultra Capsule neutralized Belia's violent dark power, Belia has now revealed his final form.

Compared with those fancy transformations in the past, the current appearance is undoubtedly more powerful.

The dark sky, the deep black enemy, and the strange yet familiar cries.

This familiar scene made Joestar feel as if he had returned to the battle with Gatanjea.

But I am completely different now than I was before.

The dark energy condensed by Belia has surpassed all the enemies Joestar has ever seen. Even Gatanjea is no match for the current Evil Belia.

As for the combat effectiveness, we will only know after fighting!

The figure of the evil Belia flashed and appeared in front of Joestar, and he punched out with a whistling heavy punch.

To be honest, the fact that Evil Belia chose to attack at close range was beyond Joestar's imagination.

Knowing that I'm a muscular U40 guy, he didn't keep his distance from me, but instead approached me?
A thought flashed through his mind, and the attack of the evil Belia had already landed on him.

The violent power burst out from his chest, knocking Joestar back repeatedly.

But Joestar's body balance was not broken. After taking a punch, the burning pain made Joestar's eyes even redder and his spirits immediately lifted.

After a successful attack, Evil Belia took advantage of the victory and rushed into Joestar's arms with his huge body, stepping lightly on the ground.

The dark hands were surrounded by a deep darkness, swallowing up all the light around them.

The pure power of darkness can knock down a normal Ultraman with just one punch.

Seeing the evil Belia rushing in front of him, Joestar's shoulders shook slightly, and his arm instantly turned into a shadow.

The distance between them was too great for an arm to reach, but Joestar's hand seemed to have suddenly grown larger.

The bloody iron fist created a trail of light, arriving at the target at an extremely fast speed.

A solid punch hit the evil Belia's head, and his forward momentum came to an abrupt halt.

The huge body flew backwards faster than it rushed forward, and the violent force caused his head to drag his body into a hill with a loud bang.

The solid mountain was instantly shattered into pieces by the impact, and the rolling stones destroyed everything around it like cannonballs.

Joestar swept his chest with his right hand, and the scar left by the evil Belia was immediately wiped away.

"It was just a little bit of force, and the force actually broke through my defense."

"An enemy who can fight me."

"But that's all."

Evil Belia propped up his body, stood up from his mountain throne, and twisted his neck, making a "creaking" sound of friction.

"Strong power, even stronger than before, worthy of Joestar."

Joestar's oppressive power was so strong that Belia still remembers Joestar's attack on him.

It hurts so much.

"Hehe, but that's not all my strength." Countless darkness gradually spread from the body of Evil Belia, "The warm-up is over."

Evil Belia rushed out wildly, Joestar's body bent forward, and turned into red light in the blink of an eye.

The iron fists suddenly collided with each other, and the pressure generated by the collision formed a shock wave that swept away everything around.

The tip of the fist hit the arm with the same huge force, causing the evil Belia's body to stagnate.

Joestar, who was already accustomed to this level of power confrontation, twisted his waist and struck Evil Belia's waist with his left hand with even greater force.

The strong pressure approached quickly, but was pulled away in an instant.

Belia jumped back and swung his free left hand violently, and dark light bullets immediately spread out like flowers scattered from the sky.

The close distance made the light bullet attack very abrupt.

There was no time to dodge, no time to circulate energy to create a barrier.

Joestar's high and bulging back twisted, and his left hand that was rushing forward quickly retracted, while his right hand placed in front of his chest was driven forward by his shoulder, and this was repeated.

No afterimage can be seen, but an invisible barrier is formed, and the violent posture is precise.

Every punch that Joestar swung hit Belia's light bullet accurately.

All he saw were the light bullets filled with explosive energy that quietly dissipated before they even got close to Joestar.

Countless light bullets exploded around Joestar, and the energy spread by the dissipated light bullets caused the surrounding ground to be continuously eroded.

Flames and dust gradually filled Joestar.

The emerald five-pointed star timer still sparkles with gorgeous colors even in such an environment, and will not be obscured by flames and dust.

With a violent wave of his sturdy arms, the hurricane that swept up blew the flames and dust far away.

Except for the land where Joestar was standing, the soil in other directions was worn away in the explosion, and the crater surrounded Joestar in the middle.

Evil Belia looked closely at Joestar's hand.

Even though he had come into contact with his own light bullet, there was no sign of any injury.

“As expected.”

As soon as Belia's words came out, a huge force interrupted him.

The ground where Joestar had originally stood had collapsed, and his burly figure had appeared in front of Evil Belia.

A large red hand tightly grasped Belia's head and pressed it down hard, burying his head deeply into the ground, while his limbs were thrown up high with weakness.

Joestar did not stop at all, dragging Belia and slamming into the hill behind him. The violent force shattered the already collapsed hill.

The Undying Grasp quietly released Belia's head, and Belia faced the sky, motionless for a moment.

Joestar glanced at Evil Belia with disdain, "How dare you be distracted while fighting me? Are you dissatisfied that you are not dying fast enough?"

After a while, Evil Belia shook his head and slowly came back to his senses.

(End of this chapter)