Hawks from the Land of Light are calling me a dove and an undercover agent in the chat group.

Chapter 232 A Tribute to the Glorious Kyrielords

"It's fate!"

Hachiman Hikigaya and Miko Yotsuya were so excited that they made the connection almost simultaneously: the Baltan aliens were the first aliens in the first Showa era series, while the Kirieloid aliens were the first aliens in the first Heisei era series. They had never matched up in the long history of the Ultraman series, but they never expected to make up for it on the spot.

This is a fateful encounter between the old and the new!

"Will we win, Laoji? We absolutely have to win!"

Hachiman Hikigaya and Miko Yotsuya stared intently, cheering for Kijima. As Uncle Kassapa had said, if Kijima hadn't found him in the Three Heroes timeline, he couldn't guarantee his survival; he might have been discovered by other monsters under Gatanothor's command.

So whether it's out of gratitude or simply because they want to look cooler, they both hope that the handsome and kind Jiji will win!

And think about it, this is the main universe of the Land of Light, not the parallel world of Max TV, there is no Black Bar here, any Baltan alien that has appeared here, which one could be a match for Gen 2?

"The victory is already secured! Charge, Reuki, ahhh!"

Those cheering him on were not just Hachiman Hikigaya and Miko Yotsuya, but also his people who had been rescued from Gatanothor's belly by the Land of Light, as well as the humans from the Three Heroes era whom he had once protected as a guest guardian of Earth.

In contrast, the Baltans have never engaged in diplomacy, so the only supporters for them are their pitiful fellow clansmen.

Of course, everyone else in the universe, whether present or not, also picked someone they liked to support, but this support belonged to the "outer disciples," and its value was far inferior to that of the "inner disciples."

Hmph, I won!

Kirieloid II snorted with smug delight. His hand-blade, sharp enough to render Tiga powerless with a single strike, gleamed with a terrifyingly cold light. He raised his hand as if to show it off to all directions.

"Chance!"

Baltan III's eyes flashed, and with a quick stealth and teleportation, he appeared directly behind Laoji without saying a word. Ambush was a common practice of their clan; ninjas never fought in the open!

Although he had no interest in the Kirieloids, these backward extradimensional beings from a backward universe occupied by Gatanothor, if he couldn't even defeat these country bumpkins who came to their Land of Light's main universe to beg for food, how could he possibly intimidate the foolish original Ultraman?

His powerful Baltan III was determined to use the mechanism of swift victory and oppression to finally face the first generation, and kill the latter in one move to avenge his previous defeat!

But just as he was thinking this, and extended his aggressive pincers from behind Lao Ji, he was suddenly struck in the stomach with an elbow, which almost ripped his intestines out on the spot. He was instantly badly injured and collapsed to the ground!

"It's not over yet! Tiga Annihilation Hand Chop, here comes another move, Hell Elbow Strike, haha!"

Pfft!

Another elbow strike sent the limp Baltan III flying backward like a broken plastic bag, crashing and slamming on the ring, his body sent flying over a hundred kilometers away!

Whoosh!

In an instant, the entire audience erupted in uproar!

"Holy crap, this is so cool?!" Hibiki Yuta, far away in the Electronic Multiverse, was dumbfounded. In his memory, as long as Genji was powerful, the problem was that he was always portrayed as a clown. He had never won against Ultraman Tiga. He never expected that this time, the fight would be so cool that it was simply inhuman!

In a mere half-second, Baltan launched a surprise attack, but the old man, seemingly anticipating the attack, delivered two powerful elbow strikes behind him. Baltan was completely powerless to retaliate, and the old man's imposing figure, reminiscent of a super fire demon warrior, was undeniably top-tier.

This is so flawless that no one can find fault with it!

"What? Where? Where? The match has started? Who's fighting whom? Oh my god, you fucking Yuta Hibiki, how could you be so mean? You're hogging the game, I want to watch the match too!!!"

Alexis, who had been listless and unenthusiastic, suddenly perked up and jumped up and down anxiously, "Gridman, hurry up! Are you even capable? You've been searching for this lousy adversary for so long, I'm going to miss the grand event!"

"Don't worry, don't worry." Hibiki Yuta watched the live stream in the chat group intently, not wanting to look away for a second, and helplessly took a moment to comfort the sulking Minister of Justice, "They've recorded the whole thing over there, I'll have Kasa make a copy and send it to you later."

"Watching videos afterward is nowhere near as satisfying as being there in person! Hey? Hey, are you still there, Yuta? Ah, you've been eating alone again!"

Alexis was furious, but Hibiki Yuta had no time to listen to his voice, because the tide of battle had suddenly turned!

……

"Ahem, everyone, I will now take up a little of your time as the victor. Have you ever heard of our great God Kirieloid, who is a trinity, and whose essence is the unity of the four great gods..."

Kyrierod II, who stood with his hands folded, trying to remain silent and pretend to be a master, quickly lost his composure. He wasn't usually such aloof person; he desperately wanted fans to rush up to him, screaming and asking how he had predicted the location of the sneak attack.

Then he would snort and say disdainfully, "We cyborgs are spiritual beings. No matter how well he hides, can he escape the range of our special high-dimensional vision for spiritual beings?"

Don't underestimate them, they're higher-dimensional beings, hmph!

However, boasting about his own priorities is ultimately less important than preaching. If even one in a billion of the audience listening to his preaching were willing to join the great Christian cult, the number would still be at least in the hundreds of millions. How awesome!

"--An alien country bumpkin is just a country bumpkin. Does he think he's won? Hehehehe, how pathetic and ignorant."

Click!

The signature laugh rang out, interrupting Kyrierod II's incessant preaching. His expression turned serious as he turned to see a massive Baltan giant, three hundred meters tall, standing proudly on the arena!

The First Generation, sitting in the audience, was astonished. This move was unprecedented: "Has the Baltan race developed new technology again?"

"Hehehe, that's right, you foolish First Generation. I was originally planning to save this for when I fought you. Do you see? My strength as the strongest in Baltan history is unparalleled!"

Baltan III laughed heartily. He had indeed been elbowed down by Lakki, but he had cloned and split off another version of himself from the very beginning, and the battle had only just begun.

Compared to when they fought against the first generation, since the appearance of the Ultra Constellation, Baltan has been spurred on and worked hard. Finally, on the eve of the competition, they successfully created an even stronger step. Now, he is not only Baltan III, but also has his own title.

Shining silver, he is now Silver Baltan, Silver Baltan is here!

Seeing Baltan III's smug look, Kyrieirod II snorted, "Winning too easily is boring, huh? Is being big really that useful?"

"Think it's useless? Then give it a try!" Baltan III chuckled and stomped down with his massive foot!

Kirieloid II's Violent Form superimposed with its Aerial Form, wings instantly appeared on its back, and it charged towards the giant leg, unleashing a Hell Elbow Strike that instantly pierced through the giant leg and melted it away!

"Ouch!" Baltan III lost his balance and was forced to fall again.

Lao Ba has indeed become much stronger, but Lao Ji relies on his one trick to succeed. Without any special mechanics, his simple and unpretentious super stats are the foundation of his status as a powerful figure. The 300-meter Baltan is still slightly inferior to Lao Ji, who has a violent aerial triple-state superposition, in terms of stats!

The Yabo people were indignant: "This Baltan is such a damn disappointment!"

The Yapool are the overlords of another dimension, and the Kirieloids also claim to be the overlords of another dimension. Although they are not from the same dimension, ultimately, isn't the Kirieloids just provoking us?

Defending the glory of being the overlord of another dimension is the duty of the Yapool. If you were to ask who most wants Baltan to defeat the hillbilly bastards, it would undoubtedly be the Yapool.

"It's not over yet, the battle has only just begun, and now I'm going to get serious. Come and taste the ultimate despair, you foolish Kirieloids!"

As soon as Yabo finished his condemnation, Baltan, who seemed to be in a very bad situation on the stage, spoke with an increasingly strong sense of confidence. His voice was layered, multiplying from one to ten, from ten to a hundred, from a hundred to a thousand, and from a thousand to ten thousand, completely enveloping Laoji.

"I've seen right through you, Kirieloid. Even when facing an enemy 300 meters away, you still choose to fight hand-to-hand. This means you don't have any wide-range attack moves, or even if you do, their output intensity can't compare to your Hell Elbow Strike. You're really one-sided."

"Hehehe, you might have won if you had encountered other enemies, but unfortunately, you've run into my Baltan aliens!"

As soon as the words were spoken, the martial arts arena, which was the size of a superplanet, was already filled with countless Baltan aliens. They varied in size, some were fifty meters tall, some were one or two meters tall, some were nanometers tall, and some were three hundred meters tall.

The Baltans' self-cloning is complete; each individual that splits off possesses the exact same strength as the original. Kirielod II was indeed able to bring a Baltan individual to the brink of death with a single elbow strike.

But the question is, could he bring so many Baltans, so many that they are countless, to the brink of death? Even just one elbow strike from each individual would be enough to exhaust Kirielod II to death, let alone having to endure so many Baltan attacks in the meantime.

He's in danger!

Kasa became worried.

Although this Baltan is indeed very powerful, if it were the Ultra Warriors facing it, in a situation where they don't need to hold back to protect the planet, they could just bombard it with all sorts of area-of-effect beams. Even if they couldn't win outright like Kasa, the Ultra Brothers would still have a chance to win.

But Cyrieloid II was not.

Planet-destroying? That kind of output and that level of combat power is indeed below that of Kirieloid II. It wouldn't matter if he were to take the planet-destroying output head-on without any defense. The problem is that he doesn't really have that kind of wide-range attack method; he takes a melee approach.

Of course, given the wondrous nature of the Kirieloids as spiritual life forms, given enough time, they should be able to change their form and become a [Kirieloid 3 AoE form] specifically designed for enemies like Baltan, just as they changed their form to target Ultraman Tiga.

But Kyrielord II is precisely short of that kind of time right now, and Baltan is unlikely to give him that time!

"coming!"

On the ring, Kirielod II had also thought of these things, but it was no use in understanding them. He could only watch helplessly as countless Baltans laughed and charged towards him one after another, forcing him to deal with them constantly. His elbow strikes never stopped, but the number of Baltans only increased.

Even if they used the Hellfire move that they had back in the first game, this only AoE move only has a range of a few hundred meters, which is a drop in the ocean and completely useless against the number of Baltans.

Kasa kept a close eye on the match, which was already tilting completely against Jiji. Whenever Jiji was close to death, he would immediately surrender in Jiji's place. It was just a match, and he didn't want anyone to die here unless they were extremely vicious, especially Jiji, who had helped him.

Of course, before the outcome is truly decided, no matter how unfavorable the situation is, he will choose to trust Ji Er who will fight to the very end!

Looking at the barracks piled up at the bottom by the Baltan's massive crowd, both Ida Ryu and the cosmic swordsman Zamsha sighed in unison, "Alas, what a pity, they've been targeted."

Given their personalities, they both prefer the physical, head-on confrontation style of Raugi. Although Baltan III is indeed very powerful, if the art style were different, Raugi would probably win.

Is this how we're going to lose?

"Baby!"

It is a call from humanity on Earth in the Three Heroes Time and Space!

"Baby!"

They are from his own kind who sincerely support his ascension to godhood!

"Baby!"

It was a glorious voice from his friend Kasa, seemingly worried and wanting to surrender on his behalf, but actually unwavering in his belief in his victory and cheering him on!

"That's right... I haven't lost yet, I can't lose. I've lost to Tiga before, I've lost to Gatanothor before, and now I don't want to lose again, especially not so badly. I don't want to lose, I don't want to lose!"

Everyone is waiting for my victory!

Swish!

Exhausted and panting, Kyrierod II, who was about to close his eyes, suddenly opened them. He remembered the move his close friend Kassa used against Gatanothor.

Humanity, kin, and dearest friend—three calls resonated within him. Yes, now he was destined to be a glorious Kirieloid!

"Watch this, this is my struggle to win! Kirieloid Special Edition - Mental Ultra Bomb, detonate, drink!"

boom!

The title of the strongest in the first game is etched here. Did he win? No, it was him!!

Chapter 233 Do Super Beasts Feel Pain? Answer Me!

hum!

There was no explosion in the normal sense, but a buzzing sound spread widely from another level, suddenly exploding from the ring. If the stage equipment hadn't been constantly running to block the explosion from spreading outwards, the audience outside the ring would have immediately experienced the same attack!

Everyone could see clearly that Baltan III, who had been holding an absolute advantage on the arena, suddenly began to convulse violently one after another, foaming at the mouth. They could no longer launch an attack on Laoji, and they couldn't even maintain the calm and collected demeanor of space ninjas. One after another, they rolled on the ground.

If they weren't in so much pain that they couldn't even make a sound, they probably would have already been wailing in layers of agony!

The defeat of the Baltans is not uncommon, but such a horrific defeat is unprecedented. In their agony, these infinitely numerous Baltans were forced to disappear one by one.

Or rather, because living was too painful, the clones all automatically self-destructed, until only the last original was left struggling to hold on. He gritted his teeth, glaring at Kirieloid II, who had also lost all strength after the explosion, and angrily climbed over him in excruciating pain.

Just go there, just get there!

“He has no strength left, and he is so weak. If I can just finish him off, he will faint and be on the verge of death. That will be my victory. As long as I get there, as long as I go there!”

"Ugh, damn it! Don't underestimate me! I am the commander of the Baltan Expeditionary Force, Baltan III, the Silver Baltan! As long as I don't stop, the road will extend indefinitely. As the saying goes, there's always a way out. As long as I want to walk, the road is right under my feet!"