Kingdom of Light: I am from the planet of Batt, specializing in high-end games

Chapter 137 Evil Mage: Stealing my food? Watch me help Triga!
"Huh, what's going on?"

The evil sorcerer felt a surge of negative emotions flooding his body like a tide. This feeling came so suddenly that he was momentarily bewildered.

Just an hour ago, he was still immersed in the special alternate dimension, concentrating on refining his own power, completely unaware of the situation in the city.

Absorbing a large amount of negative emotions would normally be a good thing for someone like him, but the current influx of negative emotions is unusual and makes him feel somewhat uneasy.

Therefore, the evil sorcerer decided to temporarily suspend his cultivation, left that special alternate dimension, and instantly appeared in this city shrouded in chaos.

When he saw the scene before him, he was stunned.

So many Zettons!?

The scene before me was shocking.

Hordes of Zettons, in massive numbers, were like demons unleashed from hell, rampaging through the city and wantonly destroying everything in their path.

These creatures seemed to be controlled by some powerful force. No matter how hard Triga fought them, after each batch was eliminated, new monsters seemed to appear endlessly.

The evil sorcerer could keenly sense that, in such a difficult situation, a sense of despair was gradually spreading in Triga's heart.

The intense negative emotions deep within Ultraman's heart far exceed what ordinary humans can comprehend. The anger and sorrow that burst forth from the depths of his soul intertwine, making the air seem heavy.

Naturally, this immense and pure negative emotion brought the Evil Heart Mage an unprecedented boost in power, making him feel an unprecedented surge of strength within every cell of his body.

And there was one thing that puzzled the evil monk greatly.

Logically speaking, since the opponent was able to send out powerful monsters like Zetton wave after wave, why didn't they send out more and completely crush Triga?
Wouldn't doing this allow us to resolve the battle more quickly and thoroughly?
However, the other side chose this seemingly harmless method, constantly sending out a small group of Zettons to harass everyone on the planet, bringing endless mental stress and torment to everyone.

This behavior is simply mocking the minds of all living beings on this planet.

It was as if the other side didn't care about the outcome of the battle at all, but only enjoyed the process of gradually infiltrating people's hearts with despair and fear.

Thinking of this, the evil sorcerer suddenly felt a jolt: "Could it be... that the other party's purpose is also to collect negative emotions?"

The thought struck him like a bolt of lightning, plunging him into deep thought.

If that's the case, then my unique position in this struggle is in jeopardy.

For a long time, he has relied on absorbing the negative energy of others' pain and despair to strengthen himself. Now, if there are other beings that use the same source of power, it means that his living space will be severely squeezed, and he may even lose his only advantage!
"This absolutely cannot be allowed to happen!"

The evil monk secretly made up his mind.

In any case, he must find a way to drive this potentially powerful rival out.

The evil sorcerer slowly raised his thin, pale hands, his fingers seemingly wreathed in a strange, dark aura.

His lips began to tremble slightly, and a low, obscure incantation slowly escaped his lips.

As the incantation was completed, the negative emotions that the evil sorcerer had absorbed suddenly erupted violently, as if stimulated by an invisible force.

These accumulated negative emotions instantly transformed into thick, deep purple smoke, spreading like a ghost in the night sky, slowly descending beside Triga, enveloping the entire space in a suffocating and terrifying atmosphere.

Amidst the swirling purple smoke, the blurry yet chilling outline of a monster gradually emerged.

This sudden change left Triga feeling confused and uneasy.

"Again!?"

When he saw the strange purple smoke in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a little doubtful and wary.

Could it be that at such a critical moment, another unknown enemy might appear? However, as the purple smoke gradually dissipated, what emerged from it was indeed a huge and terrifying monster.

Upon seeing that familiar figure appear before him, Daigo's expression immediately turned serious.

Based on his years of experience watching Ultraman, he quickly recognized that it was the very being that had once made the entire universe tremble.

"That's Tyrant, the tyrant monster! The powerful opponent who once defeated many of the Ultra Brothers!"

In Daigo's memory, Tyrant's combat power far exceeded that of ordinary monsters like Zetton.

Faced with the simultaneous attack of two formidable enemies, even someone as strong as Triga would find it extremely difficult.

Just when everyone thought that an even more intense battle was about to begin, Tyrant suddenly made an unexpected move.

It raised its enormous meteor hammer high, then swung it fiercely in another direction not far away.

Triga instinctively assumed a defensive stance, preparing to meet the impending attack.

To his surprise, Tyrant's target this time was not him, but a Zetton that was eyeing him menacingly not far away.

With a deafening crash, the Zetton was knocked to the ground by Tyrant's powerful attack and lost its ability to fight.

"This...this monster is actually helping me?"

After witnessing this scene with his own eyes, Triga was filled with unparalleled shock.

He initially thought it was just a mistake in the attack.

Unexpectedly, Tyrant did indeed head towards Zetton.

"I never imagined that I would choose to help Ultraman in this lifetime."

"But given the current situation, we have no choice but to help."

"Although we don't know the exact number they still have."

"But it can't be an infinite existence."

"As long as we fight alongside Ultraman, we can definitely wipe them all out!"

Tyrant, strengthened by resentment, can be described as having extremely rapid attacks.

It only takes a few moves to eliminate Zetton.

Triga wasn't idle either; he joined the battle.

Under the combined attack of the two, the ten-headed Zetton was quickly eliminated.

"I didn't expect the two of them to join forces."

"Fine, I'd like to see how long you can hold out."

With a single thought, Lin Luo immediately dispatched twenty Zettons.

Since it's a two-person team, the number of enemies must naturally double.

(End of this chapter)