Dimensional Invasion: I Can Fish for All Heavens

Chapter 458 The Gates of Hell Are About to Open, The Thief Who Stole the Name of "God"!

Tiga's calm and unwavering gaze made the second-generation Kirieloid feel that everything he had done was so futile and laughable.

The gap between him and Tiga was so great that Tiga couldn't even muster the slightest interest in fighting.

If that's the case, then why did he transform in the first place?!

Was it merely to utterly humiliate him with that towering figure?!
Come on! Let's fight! Wasn't your purpose in transforming to fight him?!
Hurry up and fight him! Where are your skills? Where are your beams? Use them now!
Don't just stand there looking down on him like he's an ant! Get moving and fight him!!!
The second-generation Kirieloid roared madly in his heart, humiliation and resentment burning his reason.

He rapidly circled and changed direction in the air using the energy wings on his back, while simultaneously unleashing scorching fire rays from both palms, attacking Tiga's massive body like a storm, attempting to provoke him with this harassing attack and make him "get serious".

But it all means nothing.

Tiga simply stood still, without even making any defensive stance.

Those flames, powerful enough to melt everything, vanished silently as soon as they approached his body, as if hitting an invisible barrier, without even causing a ripple.

At this moment, "Tiga" seemed to feel that such a battle was meaningless. Finally, he casually stretched out his huge palm forward. There was no obvious charging process in his palm. He simply condensed a pure and dazzling ball of light in an instant.

Like throwing a stone, it shot towards the second generation of Kirieloid who was constantly moving in the air.

This was not a skill, just a casual strike.

However, given the absolute difference in strength, even a casual strike is enough to cause devastating destruction!

The speed of the ball of light was beyond the reaction limit of the second-generation Kirieloid. He had no time to dodge and could only watch helplessly as the ball of light rapidly enlarged in his field of vision!

"boom!!!"

The ball of light slammed solidly into the center of his chest!

The reinforced, supposedly indestructible, thick bone armor shattered upon contact with the light sphere, sounding like porcelain struck by a heavy hammer.
Spiderweb-like cracks spread instantly, followed by large sections of bone armor shattering and peeling off, revealing a charred and chaotic wound underneath!
An irresistible, immense force surged into his body through the wound, wreaking havoc on his body!

"Uhhhhh!!!"

The second-generation Kirieloid let out a heart-wrenching roar as its massive body plummeted from the sky like a kite with a broken string, crashing once more into the ruins of the city below, kicking up clouds of dust that made it difficult to get up for a moment.

The battle seems to be over.

But is it really over?

"Hehe. Hahaha. Hahahahahaha!!!"

Within the deep pit, the second-generation Kirieloid began to laugh, the laughter rising from a low crescendo to a high crescendo, gradually becoming manic and distorted, filled with a kind of unsettling pleasure, completely unlike the behavior of a severely wounded and dying person.

"Tiga, Tiga!"

"You're too arrogant! Do you think you have victory in your grasp?!"

The second-generation Kirieloid struggled to prop himself up, energy flickering erratically beneath his shattered bone armor. Yet, he tilted his head back, staring intently at Tiga, his voice carrying an almost morbid, triumphant madness.

"Haven't you realized it yet?!"

"The gates of hell are about to open!"

"This time, however, we didn't let it show to people. Instead, we hid and dispersed it beforehand, like a drop of water merging into the ocean! What you perceive is just the illusion of 'peace' that we want you to perceive!"

"How do you feel now?!"

As his last syllable fell.

"buzz"

A deep, resonant sound, seemingly originating from the world itself, arose without warning, not through the air, but directly resonating deep within the soul of every being!

Centered on the deep pit where the second generation of Kirieloids were located, the color of the entire sky began to darken and change drastically! It was no longer the pitch black of night, but a viscous gloom that swallowed all light, like thick ink spilled out!
In the air, a "grayish-black mist" containing negative energy, visible to the naked eye, suddenly appeared, rolling and spreading like a living thing. Wherever it passed, the outline of the ruins began to distort, and the boundary between reality and illusion became blurred!

Within the mist, it seemed as if countless tormented souls were silently howling, emanating a chilling aura that shook the very soul!

The earth trembled slightly, and tiny, dark red energy fissures, pulsating like blood vessels, began to quietly emerge and extend on the city's surface and even in the void, emanating the smell of sulfur and decay!
In a very short time, the core area of ​​Oak Cliff City seemed to be forcibly separated from the real world and dragged into a "dark alternate dimension" that was constantly eroding reality!
Light was swallowed up, sound was distorted, and the temperature plummeted below freezing!
A heavy, suffocating pressure, like an invisible tide, surged in from all directions, enveloping even Tiga's 300-meter-tall, radiant body!

The second-generation Kirieloid stood at the heart of this churning darkness, laughing wildly. Through the thick fog, he stared intently at Tiga's enormous face, hoping to see a trace of astonishment, anger, or the panic of having his plans disrupted.
But he was disappointed again.

Tiga's majestic silver body stood tall in the increasingly dense darkness and distorted space, its naturally emanating soft light becoming the only source of light in this realm of despair.

His milky-white eyes calmly swept over this completely alienated space, without any emotional fluctuation.

It was as if the opening of the "Gates of Hell" was something he had anticipated; or perhaps, this so-called desperate situation was nothing to him at all. This almost indifferent calm made the second-generation Kirieloid's maniacal laughter gradually become dry and incomprehensible.

"Why? Why are you still so calm?!"

"You damned, hypocritical Giant of Light!"

"The Gates of Hell have been opened! This region is being devoured and assimilated by our domain! This is a power powerful enough to overturn reality!"

"You should be angry! You should be shocked! You should be terrified and pay the price for your arrogance and dullness!"

"Why can you still look at me with that all-knowing, compassionate gaze?!"

The second-generation Kirieloid's shattered body trembled violently from extreme anger and bewilderment; he could not comprehend Tiga's calmness, but this calmness made him angrier and more insane than any mockery or attack!

"Answer me, Ultraman Tiga!"

"Speak! You damned thief who stole the name of the gods!"

"Answer me quickly!"

He stared intently into Tiga's calm, unwavering eyes, trying to find even the slightest crack, the slightest hint of wavering.

But there was nothing there; those eyes were like the unfathomable universe, swallowing all his roars and questions.

However, at this moment, Tiga, or rather Ye Xuan, was somewhat speechless listening to the hysterical accusations of the Kirieloids.

He didn't quite understand why this guy was so dramatic.

Moreover, he constantly refers to himself as a "hypocritical giant of light" and a "thief who stole the name of God," as if Tiga had committed some heinous crime against the Kirieloids.

Ultimately, aren't you Kirieloids yourselves the truly hypocritical ones?

You've already admitted that it's the "Gates of Hell," yet you still call yourself a god?
As for that "all-seeing, compassionate" look in his eyes, Ye Xuan found it utterly baffling.

He would pity anyone, but he wouldn't pity a Kirieloid. Where did this guy get his "pity" from?
That's an overactive imagination.

He shook his head slightly. Although the setting mentioned that the Kirieloids had intelligence far exceeding that of humans, Ye Xuan really couldn't see any trace of "high intelligence".

Paranoia, mania, and being easily swayed by emotions are all vividly displayed.

As for the so-called "Gates of Hell" about to open, Ye Xuan naturally sensed it.

From the moment he arrived here, he had already sensed that the spiritual energy in this area was mixed with a large amount of discordant, dark energy, like putrid water.

Even though the Kirielod people thought their infiltration and concealment were subtle, to him it was like dropping ink into a pool of clear water; no matter how hard he tried to stir it, the unusual turbidity was still clearly discernible.

So why not stop it?

The answer is simple: it's unnecessary.

The so-called "Gates of Hell" doesn't actually hold any secrets; it's simply a passageway connecting Earth to the Kyrie Elords' existence through a "spacetime rift."

The opening of the gates meant that the army of the Kirieloids could pour into Earth in an endless stream.

But that's within the worldview of "Ultraman Tiga" and even "Ultraman".

But this is the real world.

The so-called "Gates of Hell" have nothing behind them at all.

That door was essentially just an energy projection constructed based on the power of the Kirieloids, connected to nothingness;
The unsettling dark aura and distorted scenes that spread out were merely anomalies caused by the instability of the energy structure of this "empty door" during its opening process, and in essence, they had no real destructive power.

The Kirieloids naively believed that the real world was just one of the endless parallel universes in the "Ultraman" worldview, and that as long as they opened the "Gates of Hell," they could summon an endless number of their kind, just like in other "parallel worlds."

By merging with them, one can evolve into a more powerful form, thereby defeating Tiga and dominating the planet.

They do not believe that they are characters created in a work of art, nor do they believe that this is truly the so-called "real world".

However, the "facts" will never be shaken by any life's stubborn belief.

They thought there was hope, strength, and fellow countrymen behind the door; but in reality, there was nothing behind the door, only emptiness.

(End of this chapter)