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Chapter 164 Daigo: "Kirieloid God! How many divisions does he have?"

If Batman never stepped out into society, he would never understand that the people of Gotham are actually quite smart; at least they wouldn't be fooled by such a low-level scam.

"Ultraman Tiga, I've been waiting for you!!"

"Are you planning to be the protector of this planet? Don't you think that's ridiculous?"

"And that stupid Kryptonian!!!"

The incessant insults and accusations against the misanthropic individuals labeled as demons brought everyone to an abrupt halt, except for the voices of Mitsuo Itabashi, whom they regarded as messengers of God, and the witch.

Hatred, provocation, arrogance, and coldness filled Mitsuo Itabashi's voice, brimming with contempt and disgust, ignited a frenzy among the crowd and drew Daigo's attention, who angrily rebuked him:
“We Kirieloids arrived on this planet long before your enormous body appeared.”

"Let me show you the fury of the Kirieloids! Bang!!!"

Daigo stomped down!
Witch: "???"

An eerie silence fell over everything. The entire city, which had been clamoring just moments before, fell silent with the landing of that foot.

The members of the Victory Team stared wide-eyed, while the city's residents covered their mouths, afraid to make a sound, for that enormous figure could step on their heads at any moment.

Although he would never do it, from that moment on, everyone had that awareness.

"Tiga! You're despicable!!"

The witch's furious roar echoed through the sky, and a hint of fear, which she herself did not even realize, finally appeared deep in her arrogant gaze. She saw that Tiga's arms were gathering a light that was different from what was recorded in the data, and the direction his palms were pointing was precisely where she was!

Impossible. Is he planning to attack the city as well?
Impossible, absolutely impossible! He's bluffing!

"just!"

However, something unexpected happened to the witch. Tiga did not hesitate at all, and raised his hand to shoot a beam of light from his palm without any hesitation.

"Boom!"

A raging fire rose from the city center streets, engulfing the witch and countless illusory figures around her.

At this moment, the already misled public became even more convinced that Ultraman Tiga was the real demon.

Because they watched with their own eyes as the devil trampled their angel to death!
Hidden among the crowd, Megumi and Rena stared wide-eyed at Tiga, who was completely different from before, and stood there dumbfounded.

His silver-gray attire and demeanor were completely different from Daigo's previous self. The two of them found it hard to believe that the person enveloped in that towering light had once been so gentle and kind.

What they didn't expect was that the people of Kirielod disdained associating with mortals, so the only place they fought was their almost ethereal race. The attack they had just suffered had only destroyed some buildings.

Just then, Tiga's figure moved.

In the most dazzling sea of ​​fire in the darkness, shrouded in the hazy smoke, the gigantic figures of the fire demon warriors were revealed. Their angry and hateful expressions were finally displayed before everyone in the name of angels!

However, this was precisely Daigo's objective in attacking!
Amidst the raging flames of the burning building, a silver-white hand suddenly emerged, as if gripping a demon's chain and seizing the neck of the Kirieloid.

"Uh!"

The surprised sound, accompanied by a sharp pain, was followed by a backward stumble. Before the Kirieloid could even get into a fighting stance, he was knocked to the ground.

The impact of the charge had been practiced a million times in the forest. The moment his foot lunged forward, Daigo grabbed him by the ribs and, before the figure could regain his balance, pinned him to the ground.

"boom!!!"

With a deafening roar, the demon was already gripped in the palm of the hand, its five fingers sinking into the throat. The terrifying grip replaced the tearing of fangs, and in an instant, the fingers were deeply embedded in the flesh. Before the Kirieloid could even react to the attack, it found itself unable to utter a single sound. Having a physical body meant certain annihilation.

He angrily pushed and shoved, gripping the arm that was holding his neck, desperately trying to pull away, but to his surprise, he found that Tiga's grip on him made it impossible for him to exert any strength.

At this moment, Daigo Madoka was like a wild beast; every seemingly ordinary action was merely him quietly watching his prey.

Once the opportunity arises that the prey is off guard, he charges forward fearlessly, his attacks requiring no thought or vigilance whatsoever.

Once it bites, it never lets go; every move is a killing blow.

If I throw this punch, I hope it will kill my opponent.

If I hold his neck, I'll strangle him to death.

They won't waste time with you, because nature won't give predators a second chance to hunt.

Therefore, at this point, Tiga was no longer concerned with fighting and beams, but with the means of killing.

Every punch, every kick—either he doesn't throw a punch at all, or when he does, it's aimed at killing the enemy!

"Uh, uh-uh!"

"Crack!"

Before the struggle had lasted long, Daigo suddenly tightened his grip on the wrist, using all his strength to snap the Kirieloid's neck cleanly and decisively.

If you had to choose one word to describe Batman, it would be assassin!
Only an assassin can kill enemies with such ease and simplicity!
Outsiders will probably never understand what kind of spiritual transformation an ordinary person needs to undergo to achieve this, and what kind of cruel bloodbath they need to crawl out of to be able to kill their opponent without hesitation or psychological reaction when the time comes.

The entire city fell into a deathly silence, an eerie stillness. No one was calling out the voice of angels, nor was anyone condemning the existence of demons!

Even Batman, who was in charge of the Justice League, frowned. Sure enough, plans need to be constantly updated.

The old files seem to record that Daigo was an honest man.

Ha, you call this an honest person?
Many people say that Daigo is weak, but no one has ever thought about the gaps in his fighting career.

During his years at TPC headquarters, while still having to conceal his identity as Ultraman Tiga, his training costs were virtually zero.

However, in the short time he transforms each time, he goes from struggling to fight Gakuma to finally facing Gatanothor, and his growth is almost leapfrog!

He was always a genius, but he didn't think he was, and no one ever really taught him!
It would be difficult for any human, apart from a handful of people like Batman, to complete Carrot El's hellish survival in such a short time. Even Natasha couldn't guarantee that she could endure that long road to survival.

However, the next second, something that gave Batman a headache happened, because Daigo Madoka actually looked up at the Gate of Hell standing in mid-air.

Tiga's face was expressionless, but Batman could see in it a feeling similar to Tony Stark's—a desire to go inside and have some fun!
"Kirieloid God??"

"I want to see if he's as powerful as those believers boast. How many of his divisions would dare to challenge me?"

"Daigo, we have to stick to the plan!!!"

"just!"

Before Bruce could finish speaking, Daigo leaped into the air, taking advantage of the tiny crack that had just opened in the Gates of Hell, and flew straight inside.

Almost simultaneously, on the New York battlefield, Iron Man also flew into distant outer space through the wormhole opened by the Tesseract!

(End of this chapter)