A supporting character in a romance anime? I became a god using a rat talisman.

Hitler looked somewhat displeased, but ultimately withdrew his attack stance and retreated to Camilla's side.

Camilla glanced coldly at Darram and gave him a stern warning.

"Don't underestimate him, and don't use any beam attacks."

Darram paused for a moment.

"Why?"

"Because your brain is just as developed as your muscles."

Camilla said coldly.

"Thirty million years ago, Tiga turned the tables by absorbing our energy beams. If you're stupid enough to send him energy again, I'll personally twist your head off and use it as a football."

Dharam nodded solemnly.

"Don't worry, Lady Camilla, this time I'll crush his bones one by one with just my fists."

Before he finished speaking, Darram's figure had already transformed into a crimson meteor, rushing straight towards Dark Tiga, who was standing still.

Chiba made a defensive move.

coming.

The two giants collided with a deafening roar on the land of R'lyeh, and the shockwave instantly pulverized the black rocks within a radius of hundreds of meters.

Darram's first punch fell like a meteorite. Qianyu dodged to the side and then delivered a precise backhand elbow strike to the side of his opponent's waist.

But the elbow strike was like hitting steel, producing only a dull metallic clang.

Daram seemed completely oblivious to the pain, grabbing Qianyu's arm and flinging him away.

boom.

Dark Tiga's back slammed into a boulder, instantly shattering it into countless fragments.

"What's wrong, Ultraman Tiga?"

Darram strode closer, each step causing the ground to tremble.

"Thirty million years have passed, and you've forgotten how to even take a beating?!"

The next second, a whip kick swept across.

Qianyu hastily tried to block, but was sent flying by the terrifying force, carving a furrow hundreds of meters long into the ground.

"Damn it."

He steadied himself, his mind racing with calculations.

Darram's fighting style was exactly as he had imagined: a pure power-based berserker with high attack, thick armor, and zero skill.

As the source of power for Tiga's powerful red form, he is a monster born for close combat.

Dark Tiga's stats are indeed too low. The inability to switch forms means that he has neither the speed advantage of the aerial form nor the power bonus of the powerful form. His base stats are completely outclassed by Darram.

Darram gave him no chance to catch his breath.

Heavy punches, elbow strikes, knee strikes, headbutts—a barrage of ferocious melee skills rained down like a storm. Each strike carried terrifying power capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, making Qianyu's blocking even more difficult.

After just a few rounds, Dark Tiga already had several cracks appearing on his body.

Even though Qianyu has lived two lives and has countless fighting experiences in his mind, and can barely parry the opponent's fatal moves with his skills, Daram can still rely on his terrifying brute force to overpower all his opponents with sheer strength.

Therefore, he inevitably fell into a disadvantageous position of being completely suppressed.

Meanwhile, under the global sky, billions of people are witnessing this apocalyptic battle of giants.

Shibuya, Tokyo.

The crowd filled the intersection, all looking up at the black giant who had been sent flying by Darram's knee strike.

"That's not right!"

A young man wearing glasses frantically grabbed his hair, his face filled with confusion.

"Didn't they say Dark Tiga was incredibly powerful? Even the Four Mysterious Ultras had to take a backseat. How come he's being completely overwhelmed by a mere secondary Ultra villain?!"

A fellow enthusiast next to him mercilessly shattered his beautiful fantasy on the spot, skillfully explaining the official settings.

"Dude, that's all just hype from netizens. According to official lore, Dark Tiga isn't as strong as you think. Go rewatch the 'Final Holy War' movie and you'll see."

"In the movie, even Daigo's Dark Tiga form was whipped by Camilla like a slave."

"Then aren't we doomed?"

"nonsense."

The boy's face turned deathly pale instantly.

"It seems humanity is truly doomed this time."

An atmosphere of despair spread through the crowd.

But some people remained remarkably calm.

"Awesome!"

"To witness such an epic, realistic tokusatsu film in person, even if I died here today, it would be worth the ticket price!"

"Is anyone recording this? If this video survives, it'll be a family heirloom!"

"Are you out of your mind? What kind of time is this to still be recording?"

"Since we're going to die anyway, we might as well make our deaths worthwhile."

Times Square, New York.

At the foot of the Eiffel Tower in Paris.

In a classroom at Sakigawa High School in Kamisui City.

Humanity around the world watched as the black figure retreated in defeat, a deep sense of despair rising within them.

Is humanity really going to perish today?

R'lyeh Island - Battlefield

Darram's fist slammed into Dark Tiga's face once again.

Qianyu dodged to the side, but he was still a beat too slow. The heavy punch grazed his cheek, and the shockwave it generated flattened a small mountain behind him.

Stop hiding!

Darram laughed wildly as he gave chase.

"The more you dodge, the more fun I get! Come on, take my punch head-on like a man!"

Qianyu felt that this lousy game was unplayable.

Continuing to fight like this would be a losing proposition; he would eventually be worn down to death by this muscle-bound guy. Darram's strength was terrifying; no matter how skillful he was, he would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot in the face of such an overwhelming power difference.

We can't keep this up anymore; we have to use cheat codes.

Then Qianyu reached into the void and pulled out a card.

"Douka-san! Please lend me your power!"

The card transformed into a stream of light and disappeared into Dark Tiga's body.

In an instant, a strange feeling surged through my entire body.

It is an instinctive understanding of fighting techniques, the crystallization of the wisdom of countless martial artists over thousands of years, and the ultimate method for using power most efficiently.

Darram squinted.

"What tricks are they up to now?"

He gave his opponent no chance to breathe, and his iron fist slammed down again.

Instead of taking the blow head-on, Qianyu gently guided the opponent's force, using their strength against them.

Using minimal force to achieve maximum effect!

Darram felt a gentle yet irresistible force travel up his arm, and then his massive, mountain-like body lost its balance.

Qianyu then executed an over-the-shoulder throw, slamming the red giant to the ground.

"What... how did you suddenly become so strong?!"

Darram struggled to his feet, his eyes filled with disbelief.

He clearly used all his strength, so why was it so easily neutralized by the other party?

Qianyu flicked her wrist, her figure flashing towards Daram like a ghost, each move precisely hitting the opponent's weakness.

He no longer resorted to brute force, but instead used the most ingenious angles to deflect the attack and launched a counterattack from the most treacherous positions.

Darram, who had been dominating just moments before, was now being beaten so badly that he was completely powerless to fight back.

No matter how fierce his attacks were, Dark Tiga could deflect the force in that strange way and then use the momentum to throw him away.

once.

twice.

three times.

Darram was so dizzy from the fall that he was completely dazed.

"Impossible! Impossible!"

Darram staggered to his feet, his roar echoing across the heavens and earth.

"What exactly did you do?!"

"He was just dominating me, how did he suddenly become stronger?"

"You ask me why I became stronger?"

Dark Tiga stopped what he was doing and, without batting an eye, began to speak.

"That's because just now, I clearly felt the spiritual support I received from all of humanity living on Earth, who, despite their own weakness, still want to survive!"

"It was their faith, their prayers, their refusal to succumb to darkness that gave me the strength to continue fighting."

"This is the power of bonds."