In front of the large hole on the eighth floor of the office building, smoke filled the air.
There is both mist evaporated by the light cannon and actual yellow phosphorus burning mist.
It is non-toxic in nature, but it can make these Xade people without noses and mouths choke incessantly. It is like the weird acting logic of some cheap special photography.
Like trying to lock a mechanical monster with joints or something...ah, those special shots are not cheap.
But no matter it is not cheap, data-level smoke bombs tend to have some extra ingredients, and this does not matter to a young man who already wears a metal gas mask.
He could even squat down in the center of the smoke, pick up the aluminum can thrown by the black-haired horse girl, and look at it carefully.
"Hekmedia's smoke bomb... didn't even take off the trademark."
He shook his head, and the giant sword in his hand turned into an iron coffin wrapped with chains while he was carrying it. He then suddenly turned the chains, causing all of them to fall off. At the same time, the coffin surface opened from the middle to both sides.
Amazing suction force was released from the bottomless shadow in the coffin, swallowing up the countless smoke.
In the process, he glanced at the small mechanical legs running on the edge of the smoke.
But he didn't say anything.
Just looking at the group of Shade people who were liberated with his help...
Don't know good from evil.
"Ahem, hey! Ahem, you! Why did you give them a chance to escape!
"
It was obviously hard to be able to speak smoothly, but some people didn't cherish the opportunity.
So he never had a chance to speak.
The chain that was wrapped around the iron coffin was thrown away by the young man, and the person disappeared in front of him.
The cracked wall was embedded in the impact of the blessed metal with a force of more than ten tons.
The bleeding holes that have not penetrated also show the strength of the building itself.
Without the transformation of the giant sword, the temporary collision of the two horse girls alone may not be able to break through the wall. A certain ultimate Digimon can easily do it with the weapon in his hand, but every procrastination In seconds, the Xade Stars behind could take action.
It's really hard to say anything about martial ethics to these guys.
The design prototype is a combat-type spaceman named Shadow, who first appeared in Ultraman Seven among arcane works.
In this work, which highlights the heavy humanity and the epitome of the times, there are also endless cosmic beings with various devious methods.
As for the Shad people who stood among them, although there were also Zena agents in Ultraman Geed, they were obviously rare exceptions.
More Shade people are still the same as these guys in front of them, violent, impulsive, and cunning.
Just like at this moment, the young man who took back the coffin raised his hand, and the cane that was quickly transformed and folded was brought down by his hands, but a scream was heard.
In the fading optical camouflage, the appearance of the cosmonaut in red clothes, black shoulders, and strange clothing was revealed in front of the young man.
The instep of his foot was completely penetrated by the tip of the cane, and blood that was indistinguishable from that of a human was gurgling out.
"What do you want to do?" the young man asked indifferently, his dark red eyes staring at the spaceman who was frozen in place, but also showing a slight trembling.
Those eyes flickered in the shadows, bringing an undoubted omen of danger.
"Standing aside and not helping me while I fight my enemies."
He took out the cane that nailed the opponent's soles to the ground, but the frost spreading from the opponent's wounds was no longer concealed, engulfing the entire body in the complex magic circle.
"Don't chase the enemy when he's trying to escape."
The cane eventually turned into a silver bracelet, with snake-like patterns crawling all over the crescent moon, wrapped around the wrist, and then covered by the cuffs of the suit.
"In turn, you accuse me, and you conceal the attack while accusing me?"
He took off the bloody code-style DIY gas mask on his face and stood in front of them in the appearance of Ormer Linton. At the same time, he also received the undisguised muzzles of the remaining Shade people, so he raised his hand.
There was a card sandwiched between them, with a grotesque figure printed on it.
boom!
!
Countless gunshots unified into one, and countless pale blue grotesque palms radiated from the center of the card.
dark thuion/dark thunderstorm absorption.
Swift and disorderly, as if they were indulging in crazy desires, multiple palms stretched out, easily covering the space in front of Omo, not only grabbing the beam, but also those Shade stars one after another.
"..." He glanced at the object between his fingers with some surprise, but Omer did not let Nagliza's devouring intention continue to develop.
A few Shade aliens were left behind who were trembling and shouting and retreating. They turned to look at the Metron aliens and something disguised as a human that suddenly appeared not far away.
"Where are the people? I heard that there is a horse girl here, so I was anxious to see it!" The Metron star looked around, looking particularly excited, "Where are the people!"
"Boy, do you know where Ma Niang is?" He even came closer and raised his hand to put his hand on Omer's shoulder, but the latter sided away and said, "Wait a minute, why do you look familiar?"
"Omer Linton?" The sinister-looking man next to him only briefly transformed into a Magma appearance when he spoke.
He looked at Omo, then at the human-shaped blood hole on the wall, then at Shade Bing withered beside him, and at the guys behind him who seemed to be mentally disturbed.
"How is this going?"
Hearing this question, Omo smiled sadly.
"This group of Shadians don't recognize me just like this Metronian. They didn't help during the war and complained after the war, which made me very unhappy."
"I see..." The Magma star nodded, turned to look around, then raised his hand and unscrewed the short gun from Xia Debing's waist, and shot through the crab-shaped machine on the operating table in the distance.
“Ah! Database!
"This shot made the Metronians turn their heads and run closer to them with a scream.
But the Magma star looked at Omo again.
There was obvious surprise on the latter's face.
"It turns out I missed something."
"The consequences of your omission are serious. This experimental site has a high priority."
"But it has nothing to do with me, and I don't have to do anything," Omodan said. "If it's too obvious, those Ultramen will only further increase your threat level."
Then there will be an Ultra gangster-type friend from another world.
In fact, it's already hard enough now. Through the holes in the building, at the end of the field of vision, a multi-headed dragon beast can be seen raging in the rain in the distance.
The beast of Sodom, which seemed to be constantly cutting off numbers, was destroying all the surrounding buildings surrounded by countless hazy data blocks.
It’s a bit unclear whether it’s the work of Chaldea or a simulated creation of a coalition of invaders.
But the Magma star was looking at his hand with only one card.
"You didn't use that thing, did you?"
"How is it possible to use it? The fact that Orb handed the dark circle to me is a restriction," Omo shrugged. "If I accept it, I can't use it. Even whoever it appears in will be my problem."
"That's good. Black said that if you don't take action, it will be the best help to us. He thinks highly of you, but I don't like you."
Transformed into a human again, he made no secret of his hostility towards Omer, looking at the messy data field.
"You are undoubtedly a dangerous person. You look at everyone as if they are examining props, and you can easily kill your companions!"
His words were so powerful that even the Metatronians who were rescuing data in the distance turned to look, and he shouted his last words even more righteously: "So I absolutely cannot accept the appearance of you like this in the Alliance. a member of!"
"...Pfft..." Omo, who watched him finish his words in silence, tilted his head for a few seconds, and finally couldn't help laughing.
"why are you laughing?!"
"Well, there are quite a few reasons. Do you want to listen to them one by one?"
From being accused by bad people of being too bad, etc., there are such honest people among the Magma people, and even the truth in simple accusations...
"No! Black asked me to see you as a card in the early stages of delivery, but I won't give you any of it now, and I will use all of it to kill you!"
here we go again……
Tokusatsu villains answer questions without asking questions.
But the content made Omo's eyes light up, and even the corners of his smiling mouth looked like they could burst into laughter.
"What are you laughing at?!" The man was angry, and once again assumed the posture of the blond and silver-faced Magma star, with his right wrist surrounding the iconic Magma saber.
But before he could swing it, a samurai sword came out from behind him, followed by a swelling feeling that seemed to be stretching inside his body.
A katana that can be turned into a shield can also be used cruelly if you have the intention.
What's even more cruel is the card on the left hand that comes from behind.
Griza, twirling his fingers.
Two cards: Jayton.
Used to teleport and backstab easily.
With a slight twist, there are actually three cards.
Ali Punta, the giant ant super beast.
Formic acid, which can melt the subway, spreads from the blade surface in a weakened version of the stuck surface.
"Luckily, I can finish work early."
