I was transported by the 100-ton Wang Chuangfei and became a plasma spark spirit?

A pair of pale blue eyes shone with a cool light in the gloomy rainy day, quietly gazing ahead, then slightly turning their heads to meet the gaze of Agul, who was lying on the ground.

It was him... Li... Qingyang...

As Fujimiya Hiroya's last thought flashed through his mind, his tense mind and body finally collapsed completely.

The enormous blue body transformed into countless particles of light, dissipating into the cold rain, leaving only a young man dressed in black, who silently collapsed into the mud.

Hey, don't fall over yet! I was thinking of turning on the flashlight and slapping him a couple of times, seriously.

Enpat looked at this scene and raised his hand helplessly.

A soft golden light shone from his palm, like warm sunlight, instantly enveloping the unconscious Fujimiya Hiroya.

All his wounds healed at a visible speed, his pale complexion regained its rosy hue, and his breathing became steady and long.

On the other side, Bizom, which had been blasted away, rolled heavily in the mud several times. It shook its head, and its vaporized right arm quickly wriggled and coalesced, instantly regenerating a perfectly intact arm.

Then, it raised its head and looked at the silver-white giant standing silently in the rain, blocking Fujimiya Hiroya's way. The frequency of the yellow glowing organ in the center of its head flickered slightly erratically.

"You...you're that alien Ultraman?!"

Klaus's voice came from Bizom's body, carrying a hint of barely perceptible apprehension.

"This is between him and me, and I advise you not to meddle!"

have a finger in the pie?

Sorry, that's how Ultraman is.

He loves meddling in other people's business.

What, you're not convinced?

Through the rain, Enpat took a step forward.

Bizom, almost instinctively, took a step back.

The silver-white giant took three more steps forward.

The strange humanoid monster also took three steps back.

Li Qingyang was amused by him.

I still prefer how arrogant you were towards that arrogant guy just now. Can you come back to your old self?

"Your boss has already run away, what are you still doing here fighting to the death?"

Enpat's voice went straight into Klaus's brain, tinged with a forced smile.

"Surrender and you'll be safe, don't you understand?"

"Nonsense!" Klaus's furious voice emanated from Bizom, sharp and volatile. "Great beings are invincible! You can't shake my beliefs with such lies!"

Clearly, aspiration is the furthest distance from understanding.

Completely brainwashed, Klaus had no idea that his superior boss, upon seeing the timer flash, practically immediately carried away the spatial wormhole and ran away.

Don't you see how telegrams are practically being sent out over mental phone calls, and no one's answering—the number's out of service!

The Great Root of Destruction has abandoned this planet! (Don't laugh)

"Surrender and you will not be killed." Enpat's voice rang out again. "Hand over the coordinates of the Root of Destruction's home base, and I can decide to commut your death sentence to life imprisonment."

Ultraman tries to persuade them to surrender.

Unfortunately, these words were a greater insult to Klaus than a direct attack.

"You are insulting me!!"

Bizom let out a twisted shriek, transforming all his surprise and unease into a desperate rage.

The yellow lightsaber condensed once more in his hand, and his figure transformed into a twisted black shadow, charging fiercely towards the imposing silver-white giant!

However, faced with this fierce attack, Enpat simply raised his left hand, and at the very moment the lightsaber was about to strike, he suddenly transformed into a silver streak and lashed it out.

"Snapped--!"

A crisp, clear sound even drowned out the sound of the pouring rain.

The black afterimage flew backward at several times the speed it had come from, tracing a messy parabola in the air before crashing heavily into a distant pile of broken walls and rubble, kicking up a cloud of debris and dust.

Rain washed over the collapsed buildings. Bizom struggled to his feet from the rubble. The lightsaber he had just condensed had long since dissipated, and his entire body was trembling uncontrollably.

That slap not only shattered its offensive, but also destroyed the last shred of hope in Klaus's heart.

Incredibly powerful.

The difference in strength between the two sides was so great that it was like a dimensional rift.

If the other party hadn't been hoping to obtain crucial information from here, I would probably have been completely reduced to irreparable dust by now.

"Last chance," Enpat's voice came without any emotion. "Coordinates, in exchange for your life."

Klaus remained silent.

He looked at the unharmed silver giant, then glanced at Fujimiya Hiroya lying in the mud not far away.

Fear, resentment, humiliation... and a trace of desire for life that he himself was unwilling to admit, were intertwined wildly in his heart.

Has the great being truly abandoned me?

With such a powerful being protecting Earth, would the Root of Destruction really dare to invade again...?

Just as Klaus's will wavered, the spiritual host that had merged with him sensed the beginnings of this betrayal.

The yellow, glowing organ in the center of Bizom's head began to flash wildly at an unprecedented frequency, emitting no longer Klaus's voice, but a shriek filled with inhuman hatred and violence!

"traitor--!"

A will not belonging to Klaus suddenly erupted, violently seizing control of his body.

Suddenly, the bizarre humanoid monster raised its head, and its body rapidly expanded like an inflating balloon. Countless dazzling energy cracks appeared on its surface, and destructive light shone through the cracks, evaporating the surrounding rain!

It knew it couldn't defeat this terrifying Ultraman, so it chose the most extreme method—self-destruction!

The monster, burning with life and energy, transformed into an out-of-control meteor and launched its final charge towards Enpat!

"???"

Faced with this desperate, suicidal attack, Li Qingyang couldn't help but make a strange expression, like the one on the subway with the old man's cell phone.

Damn it, how much do they pay you a month for bringing in the Destruction Body? Why are you working so hard?

Enpat raised his hand, his fingers spread, and a barrier shimmering with golden light instantly unfolded in front of him.

The out-of-control monster slammed into the barrier with a dull thud.

Unable to make any progress.

The next moment, Enpat's barrier surface shimmered with a dazzling golden light, which spread out like water ripples, transforming into a huge golden sphere that completely enveloped Bizom, who was frantically ramming against the barrier, forming an absolutely sealed golden sphere.

Inside the sphere of light, Bizom let out a final, desperate, and violent roar.

"boom--!!!"

A burst of blazing white light exploded within the golden sphere, the violent energy expanding exponentially, yet it was firmly confined within a thin layer of light, remaining silent.

Outside, the torrential rain, centered on the sphere of light, was pushed outward by an invisible energy field, forming a perfectly circular dry zone.

The ground shook violently, and countless fragments of rock bounced on the dry ground, but not a single shock wave leaked out.

The violent shockwaves crashed wildly inside the sphere, causing the entire golden orb to vibrate violently, its surface glowing intermittently.

The only sounds in the world around me were the bright, flashing golden sun and the constant roar of the rain.

A few seconds later, the energy storm inside the sphere of light gradually subsided.

Enpat clenched his fist, and the golden sphere of light suddenly contracted and vanished without a trace.

Only a few wisps of black smoke remained in the air, which were completely dissipated by the cold rain, leaving no trace...

Damn it... You self-destruct at the drop of a hat, how come you're even more flammable and explosive than the Crown Prince?

At least other characters have an Ultraman heart, what do you have that makes you want to self-destruct?

Sigh, what fanatics!

Harbin people.

Enpat's silvery-white body began to become transparent in the rain, then turned into countless particles of light and slowly dissipated.

A silvery-white light streaked across the rain curtain, and Li Qingyang's figure quietly landed on the muddy ground. He bent down and carried Fujimiya Hiroya, who had been healed by the golden light and was unconscious, on his shoulder, and then once again stimulated the light of Uranus within his body.

A silvery-white meteor shot up from the ground, carrying the two of them, instantly tearing through the leaden-gray rain clouds and disappearing into the distant horizon.

............

Consciousness surged in the endless darkness, confused and disoriented, like floating in icy seawater.

There was no direction, no time, only fragments of lingering anger and despair constantly washing over us.

After an unknown amount of time, a rich, steaming aroma of meat, like a powerful hook or a warm hand, gradually pulled his sinking consciousness upwards, towards a world full of human warmth and life.

Fujimiya Hiroya slowly woke up.

He found himself lying on a park bench, the afternoon sun filtering through the leaves, warm but not glaring.

All around were the sounds of children laughing and the noise of traffic from the distant streets.

The black-haired boy sat at the other end of the bench, holding a golden-brown baked bun in his hand, eating it heartily, with a bit of oil still sticking to the corners of his mouth.

"Oh? You're awake?"

Li Qingyang swallowed the food in his mouth and spoke indistinctly.

"Wow, the will of Earth here is so sensible."

As he spoke, he took out another steaming hot roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) from the plastic bag next to him and handed it over.

"I found money as soon as I landed in China, and there was a super delicious roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) stall right next to me..."

Fujimiya Hiroya stared at the roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) handed to him and fell into a long silence.

His mind went blank. One second it was a devastating battle, icy rain, and heartbreaking betrayal; the next it was sunshine, laughter, and... a roujiamo (Chinese hamburger) in Peace Park.

He glanced at Li Qingyang's harmless smiling face, then at the steaming food that exuded a rich meaty aroma.

Even with a thousand words to say, they all seem pale and powerless in the face of this current situation, which feels like a scene that has been haphazardly cut and pieced together.

Finally, as if he had given up on himself, he mechanically reached out and stiffly took the steamed bun.

The warm touch from my palm felt so real.

I am indeed a little hungry...

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I gave it my all, 5700 meters, and then I collapsed.

Ah, I'm going for treatment next week, and that's all I can think about. It took me a long time to get into writing mode.

Waaaaah, I'm so afraid of my teeth hurting (crying)...

(Setting out bowls)

Chapter 125 He is Agul, I am Enpat

The Baiji bun, baked to a golden-brown and crispy crust, carries the unique aroma of baked flour. With a soft crunch, your teeth break through this barrier and touch the soft, juicy center inside.

Immediately afterwards, the stewed pork, tender and flavorful, combined with the refreshing taste of green peppers, exploded on the taste buds.

The rich aroma of meat, the mellow braising sauce, and the scalding temperature slid down my esophagus like a warm current, forcefully rushing into my already cold and empty body.

Hunger, exhaustion, despair, anger... all the negative things entrenched in my mind and body seemed to be temporarily dispelled by the pure impact of this delicious taste.

A glimmer of light seemed to appear in his empty eyes.

Fujimiya Hiroya paused for a moment, then, like a wild beast that hadn't eaten for days, began to gulp down his food, no longer caring about his image.

Li Qingyang smiled as he watched him wolf down his food, then turned his gaze to the children laughing and chasing each other in the park not far away.

"Cough! Cough cough..."

He choked because he ate too fast, and his face turned bright red.

A bottle of iced cola, still dripping with water, was handed to him.