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

It was the light within him that was deleted and tainted.

His light began to move instantly upon discovering another evil entity within Belial.

They chased after the Reiblood aliens and tortured them severely, subjecting them to ten times the normal radiation.

Li Qingyang could even clearly see that the ocean of light within his body was excitedly surging with towering waves at this moment, and a strong desire to reclaim it surged from the depths of the ocean of light.

Just like when I first saw that mysterious crystal.

Could it be that the Reiblood aliens have some shady connection with that mysterious crystal?

Wait, Ah Guang, you can't take this filthy thing into my body, can you?

Quack! Then I can't accept that kind of mouth and teeth!

Just as Li Qingyang was about to speak with his Guang to discuss it...

Guangmang paused for a moment.

Then, in the next second of the pause, the immense golden light that should have been continuously flowing into his palm instantly condensed into a giant golden hand in mid-air in a way that he could not understand at all.

And then...

Snapped! ! !

A crisp, crackling sound.

The enormous golden hand that materialized out of thin air, carrying an almost obsessive disgust, slapped mercilessly onto the constantly twisting and hissing black and red silhouette.

There was no roar of energy explosion, no deafening sound of light colliding with darkness.

That one sound, like a slap to the soul, was so clear it sent chills down one's spine.

The black and red silhouette representing the evil will of the Reiblood aliens exploded into billions of black dust particles the moment it touched the golden palm, before it could even utter a second scream.

However, the dust did not dissipate, nor was it purified.

The next second, they were grabbed by an even more domineering force and instantly refined!

The golden light was like an invisible net, enveloping all the scattered black and red mist, and then forcibly kneading and reshaping it.

The dark red evil energy was repeatedly washed and purified in the pure golden light, and finally, it reformed into a blurry, silver-red giant phantom.

Immediately afterwards, to the astonishment of Li Qingyang and Zoffy, the enormous golden hand flicked away without hesitation, slapping the newly formed silver-red phantom back into Belial's body.

After doing all this, the golden palm transformed into countless points of light and returned to Enpat's body.

"..."

"..."

All the noise and screams came to an abrupt end at that moment.

The violent energy fluctuations subsided.

The piercing howls and screams completely disappeared.

The entire desolate cosmic prison fell into an eerie, chilling silence.

no......

Wait a minute.

What just happened?

No, wait a minute, don't kill him yet!

I also want to ask Reiblood what his relationship is with that mysterious crystal!

How could you just slap it away like that?

You'd better leave me alive!

Just as Li Qingyang was about to chat with his own light, the dark red wall in front of him, which imprisoned Belial, made a cracking sound as it could no longer bear the weight.

Click... Click click...

Spiderweb-like cracks spread wildly from Belial's body. The ominous dark red light on the wall flickered violently a few times like a candle in the wind, before finally going out completely.

Immediately afterwards, with a deafening roar, the entire wall collapsed completely!

Countless dark red fragments scattered and flew everywhere, only to turn into dust in mid-air.

The massive figure imprisoned within was visibly losing its dark reddish-brown color.

The menacing dark patterns gradually faded, revealing the original silver-red color underneath.

Those twisted, evil eyes returned to the pure, milky-white light bulbs that Ultraman should have, only now they were filled with endless confusion and emptiness... and they weren't lit.

Freed from the confinement and support of the wall, the massive body slumped forward, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Zoffy stared blankly, "The prison... has collapsed..."

Belial, who should have been imprisoned forever, is now freed due to the spontaneous collapse of his prison...

No...no, perhaps the King of Ultra didn't imprison Belial, but rather that evil being that was just slapped away by the light...

Just as Zoffy's mind was in complete chaos, a faint golden light suddenly flashed across the body of Ultraman Empat beside him.

A warm golden light flashed before his eyes, and untold history flooded his mind, causing Li Qingyang's prepared rant to freeze instantly.

A violent fluctuation flashed in Enpat's light blue eyes, as if he had seen something extremely absurd.

The Reibloodians, the ultimate life form that once ruled the entire universe and made countless civilizations tremble...

Its true form was merely an avatar carelessly discarded by some fugitive?

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

The night sky was torn in two, one bright and one dark.

The lower half is a desolate, dark forest, while the upper half is a chaotic battlefield.

Three Chromium Chester fighters sped around the massive, gelatinous shadow, their wingtip trails forming a dense, yet impenetrable, net in the night.

"Barnier laser cannon, fire!"

The cannons under the hull of the Chromium Chester α lit up, and a thick beam of light accurately struck the massive body of the Dark Pedron.

The energy exploded, but the effect was minimal.

The terrifying beam of light, powerful enough to vaporize armor plates, was completely absorbed and devoured when it touched the viscous dark energy surging on the surface of the monster, like a mud ox sinking into the sea, without causing the slightest ripple.

"Spider missile, fire!"

With a calm demeanor, Eisuke Kazuya issued the order, and missiles roared out from both sides of the fighter jet, leaving long trails of flame as they exploded one after another on the layer of dark energy, the firelight almost turning the entire night sky into daylight.

However, all attacks were completely ineffective.

The surging, viscous black gas fluctuated violently a few times before absorbing all the impact and heat from the explosion.

"Captain, it's no good! Our attacks can't penetrate that negative energy shield!" Komon Kazuki's voice came through the communicator, tinged with anxiety.

"Attack ineffective! The level of dark energy on the target's surface is too high, and our attack has been completely neutralized! Really? Even Chrome Chester's saturation attack couldn't break through that wretched dark tortoise shell!" Shiori Hiraki's report also rang out in the communication channel, tinged with disbelief.

"O Foresighted One! Saturation attack tactics are ineffective! The energy level of the combined target far exceeds our expectations!" Wakura Eisuke reported in a deep voice into the main communication channel.

Inside the Freedom Fortress, Kira Zeyu stared motionlessly at the ever-increasing energy readings on the screen.

"Its energy source is not itself, but comes from the layer of dark energy attached to it. As long as that layer of dark energy is not stripped away, its regeneration is infinite." The boy calmly stated the despairing fact. "The Night Raid Team's current weapons are unable to inflict a decisive blow on it."

Is there a way to break this?

There is currently no solution.

No solution.

This word plunged the entire communications channel into silence.

Just then, the giant, dark Pedrone that had been passively taking hits finally made a move.

Its enormous, jelly-like body shuddered violently, and dozens of thick tentacles shot out from the viscous darkness like black whips, tearing through the air with a sharp whistling sound, and lashing fiercely at the nearest Chrome Chester β!

"Isolation! Take cover!" Wakura Eisuke's roar exploded in the communication channel.

"Those who foresee the future, have a plan!"

"Without the ability to dissipate the dark energy, any tactical maneuvers are merely stalling for time. We suggest..."

Kira Sawa's rational analysis was interrupted by a sudden cracking sound before he could finish.

Just then, the giant, dark Pedrone that had been passively taking hits finally made a move.

Its enormous, jelly-like body shuddered violently, and dozens of thick tentacles shot out from the viscous darkness like black whips, tearing through the air with a sharp whistling sound, and lashing fiercely at the nearest Chrome Chester β!

"Isolation! Take cover!" Wakura Eisuke's roar exploded in the communication channel.

"Those who foresee the future, have a plan!"

"Without the ability to dissipate the dark energy, any tactical maneuvers are merely stalling for time. We suggest..."

Kira Sawa's rational analysis was interrupted by a sudden cracking sound before he could finish.

Snap! Boom!

Beneath the fierce battle sky, the forest space shattered with a deafening roar, and a blazing light shot into the sky!

Upon seeing that familiar light, Kazuki Komon's eyes widened, and he murmured softly, "Ultraman..."

A realistic touch, a warm body temperature.

Jun Himeya's entire body stiffened, and his mind went blank.

He instinctively embraced the petite body in his arms, feeling the warmth that had been lost and regained, warmth that could scorch his soul.

Sera...?

"Accurate~"

The girl, nestled in his arms, looked up at the face etched deep in his memory, revealing a pure and flawless smile.

A cold thought resounded once again in the depths of his consciousness.

Be my agent and follow my guidance.

As long as you behave well, all of this will be yours.

Jun Himeya's body trembled violently.

He looked at Sera in his arms, the real touch, the familiar warmth, every inch of it tempting him to succumb.

As long as you nod and accept, this redemption from despair can become a reality.

But......

His bloodshot eyes saw a strange, puppet-like stiffness in that pure, smiling face.

What he felt was not the pulse of life, but a cold, manipulated string.

There was nothing in the depths of those pure eyes.

It has no soul.

anger.

A deeper and purer anger and hatred than when facing alien beasts erupted from the deepest part of his heart like a volcano.

Serra is indeed Serra.

This is true, without a doubt.

But she was being controlled.

That pure and flawless face, that dress that never fades, are exactly the same as the deepest imprint in his memory.

She was a genuine life, forcibly pulled back from the abyss of death by some incomprehensible force.

But now, she is being used as a puppet by this unknown entity, who is manipulating and coercing her to become its puppet!

He shoved the girl in his arms away violently, but at the last moment he used all his strength to release all the force, and just pushed her a few steps away steadily.

His bloodshot eyes were fixed on that small face that still wore a smile.

This wasn't anger directed at her, but rather fury at the one hiding behind the scenes who had desecrated this beautiful existence.

"Bastard! Take your hand off Sera's soul!!!"

The moment he finished speaking, every cell in his body seemed to burst into flames.