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

Chapter 165 My Desperate Dream, The Never-Ending Zettons!
However, while one may possess a lightsaber, mastering its combat techniques is a different matter entirely.

With the help of the Potential Fruit, Agul wielded his lightsaber with ease, every movement fluid and natural.

Tiga, on the other hand, was handling a lightsaber for the first time, and his movements were somewhat clumsy and even a little stiff.

This maladjustment was amplified in actual combat.

After just three rounds of fighting, the difference in strength between the two had become exceptionally clear.

Because Tiga used a completely unfamiliar and difficult-to-control skill, his combat power was greatly affected.

Rather than that, perhaps fighting with fists would be more advantageous.

"You think you can stand shoulder to shoulder with me just because you've mastered a lightsaber?" Agul's voice carried a hint of sarcasm. "You're really too naive."

After saying this, Agul suddenly swung his lightsaber across his waist, slashing heavily towards Tiga's abdomen before he could react.

A hissing sound came from the air.

When the incredibly sharp lightsaber touched Tiga's abdomen, it did not produce sparks or a sense of impact like ordinary materials. Instead, it easily cut through the surface defense, leaving a noticeable wound.

Instantly, a large number of golden light particles gushed out from the crack, surging like a spring.

With the loss of a large number of light particles, Tiga could clearly feel the energy stored in his body rapidly decreasing, and his originally abundant power was also gradually fading.

All of this happened so fast, almost in an instant.

Therefore, before Agul could launch any further attacks, Tiga was no longer able to stand and could only kneel on one knee, panting heavily.

At this moment, Agul moved the lightsaber in his hand to the vicinity of Tiga's neck. The cold blade was close to his skin, and with just a little force, it seemed that he could take the latter's life instantly.

But in reality, this was just to demonstrate absolute superiority; no real harm would be inflicted on Tiga.

Fujimiya's pursuit of power was always aimed at protecting life on the entire planet from harm, not at causing internal strife or unnecessary sacrifices.

“My dream, you should be well aware of the gap between us,” Agul said in a deep voice. “If you want Daigo to be safe and sound, then come with me.”

After saying that, Agul turned his gaze to Womeng, who was standing silently to the side.

I dreamt of staring at Agul, and after remaining silent for a few more seconds, I slowly nodded.

"Alright, I'll go with you then."

I dreamt that I came directly in front of Agul.

Agul placed his hand on my dream's shoulder, and the two of them turned into blue light and disappeared from the spot.

"I dreamed..."

Tiga wanted to catch up, but unfortunately he didn't have enough power right now and could only transform back into Daigo.

Fortunately, the injuries on Tiga did not completely transfer to Daigo.

Otherwise, Daigo's abdomen would be covered in blood, which would be quite a pitiful sight.

"Senior Daigo!"

At this moment, Kengo arrived at the research lab and was surprised to find Daigo injured.

"Who were you fighting?"

Daigo gritted his teeth and said, "It's Fujimiya. Fujimiya also turned into Ultraman and took my dream away."

"Fujimiya-senpai actually awakened on his own?"

After visiting the Land of Light, Kengo learned more about Ultraman and naturally became aware of Agul's existence.

In this world, how did Fujimiya awaken on his own?
This struck Jianwu as somewhat unbelievable.

What's more, they took my dream away, and that's Ultraman! Taking Ultraman specifically means something big must have happened.

They just didn't know where Agul had taken my dream.

Otherwise, with Triga's power, they might have been able to force their way through.

……

Space battleship.

"My lord, I have brought the person you requested."

At this moment, Agul had transformed back into Fujimiya and stood side by side with Gamu in front of Lin Luo.

At this moment, I dreamed intently at Lin Luo. Even though I was an ordinary person, I could feel an extremely strong sense of pressure emanating from him.

This sense of oppression didn't directly bother him like physical pain, but rather washed over his heart like an invisible giant wave, unconsciously inspiring awe in him.

This sense of oppression clearly told him one thing.

The being before them possessed an absolute and irresistible power. Any act of defiance would have only one consequence: death.

Lin Luo remained seated, quietly observing the two people in front of him.

He didn't make many obvious movements, yet a faint spiritual force seemed to permeate the air.

This mental force was like an invisible hand, silently grabbing my dream's body and pulling it to a stop about one meter in front of Lin Luo.

"This is the legendary Takayama Gamu," Lin Luo said slowly, while scrutinizing him from head to toe with piercing eyes.

If Fujimiya is likened to a capable and powerful figure, then he appears exceptionally frail standing before Gamu at this moment.

This was true even in the original timeline. It wasn't until he decided to become Ultraman that he began to consciously strengthen his physical training; before that, as an ordinary person, he had never had such a need.

"You must have heard Fujimiya mention the situation here, right?" Lin Luo spoke again, his tone calm and indifferent.

Facing the man before him, who clearly looked uneasy, he seemed to have no hostility, but his imposing presence still made people feel oppressed.

I nodded slightly, though my heart was filled with fear and unease, I still managed to squeeze out a few words: "Yes, I know you possess great power... but we have eight Ultra Warriors on our side! As long as they can work together, there is no enemy we cannot defeat!"

While he appeared aggressive when he said this, he was actually just trying to bolster his own courage.

After all, with eight giants of light joining forces, it's hard to imagine what kind of monster or enemy could possibly be their match.

However, Lin Luo did not show much surprise or wavering after hearing this. Instead, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, as if he had expected it.

"That's a really naive idea."

Lin Luo thought my dream was quite childish.

Are eight Ultraman really that powerful?

"Then let me show you the specific situation on our side."

Lin Luo took my dream and teleported directly to the Monster Factory.

When I saw the densely packed, sleeping Jadens huddled together, my whole body began to tremble.

"How...how can there be so many Zettons!"

A quick glance at my dream revealed that the number of Jadens was at least six figures!

With so many Zettons, eight Ultramen really have no chance...

(End of this chapter)