Ultraman in the world of grams

Chapter 25 The Underground Gathering
Four miles west of Greenwood in lower New York, surrounded by houses blackened by factory soot, sewage spills haphazardly on the ground and no one cares.

"Why are you in this place every time you gather?" A young man in a suit and leather shoes who was dressed very differently from the gray and dirty environment around him looked at this place with disgust, staring hard at the sewage on the ground, Dodge that trash like a scourge.

He looks like he should be in the financial center of the city instead of this damn place.

"Don't be stupid." A strangely dressed man in a black robe next to him said coldly in a hoarse and strange voice, "You also know that this is the most beneficial place for us. And there are a lot of materials here, just find one. won't be found."

A girl jumped down from a nearby staircase. There are such spiral staircases everywhere, just a few wooden sticks or something, or even just woven bags. Who knows how the poor people living here made them.

She moved happily through the dirty street on her short short legs, wearing huge clothes that looked like giants' clothes on her.

But she was still happy, with two golden braids dancing happily behind her head.Why is she so happy? Maybe it was just that her mother rewarded her with a piece of candy today.

The joy of children is so simple.

The gray sky is divided by a clothesline hanging in mid-air.

The girl originally wanted to run to the end of the street to find her good friend to play with, but when she saw the two strangely dressed people passing by, she looked at them with surprise and curiosity.

Of course, the two also saw this relaxed and cheerful girl.

A low laugh came from under the black robe, which sounded like a creaking sound: "Look, isn't this a good material?"

The girl froze in place, she didn't know what the man was talking about.But the nature from a small animal made her tremble with fright, and her little dirty face wrinkled into a ball.

"Tsk." The suit and leather shoes glared at the little girl with displeasure, "You low blood, the rally is about to start, you want to waste your energy on this bastard?"

"No rush, no hurry." The black robe let out a strange smile, "I'll put a mark first."

Soon, the two of them left, but there was no happy little girl on the block anymore.

They came to a hidden underground passage, and the young man in suits and leather shoes quietly put on a pale mask.

Walking along the narrow passage, it suddenly became clear.

Many figures from different directions, either wearing pale masks or wearing black robes, gathered in the dark underground square, and the dots of pale green light from nowhere illuminated the surroundings.

They circled the center one after another in order, and a woman who was wearing men's clothing but wearing a black veil for an interview was also among them.

Some are whispering:

"I heard that a stronghold was accidentally found by that crazy fox last time, and half the street was blown up."

"Blood-faced fox? Isn't that damn madman recruited by the New York police? Why is he still acting so recklessly?!"

"You also know that bastard will use any means as long as he can kill people! The police can't control him at all! Or they actually hope that the fox and our dog will bite the dog."

"He shouldn't be eyeing us, right? We lost a lot of people under his hands before."

"I don't know, that fox is like a lunatic. Not only us, but other sects have also formed a deep hatred with him. That bastard attacked almost indiscriminately."

"Speaking of which, I haven't seen the fox in the past week. Did he die in some corner?"

"Don't be funny, that monster-like guy, how could he die?"

"I heard he went to Arkham."

"What are you doing there? Isn't that just an ordinary town?"

"Who knows, maybe the police dumped him some tricky case..."

The whispered discussion below grew louder.

The lady wearing a black veil finally stood up and waved towards the black crowd. The speech of all the people present stopped for an instant, as if being strangled by some invisible force.

"I'm glad you are still alive now," her tone was indifferent and cold, "you didn't die by someone else's hands, and you didn't suddenly become a corpse."

The audience was extremely quiet, and everyone present did not even dare to take a breath at this moment.

"Then, those who are still alive and can still speak, can you tell me where the sculpture that the great father gave us is?!"

Her tone was almost sharp, spraying venom like a ferocious poisonous snake.

"We have tried countless ways to wake up the sleeping heroic spirits in the sculptures, and let the overlords standing in the ancient times come to this world and purify this dirty world!"

"More than 100 years ago, the great father sent a will. We worked hard and used various means to finally obtain the only sculpture that can respond to the great power. You told me... He lost it?! "

"I really don't know how you still have the mood to live in this world!"

"Both of you are trash!"

No one in the room spoke, and no one wanted to touch bad luck at this time.

"very good."

Ms. Heisha sneered: "In this case, none of you should even think about leaving here!"

Saying that, the miserable green light in the underground space suddenly bloomed, and everyone's body was densely covered with green poisonous insects.

As long as it is bitten, it will itch unbearably, and I can't wait to scratch the skin on my body.

The members on the periphery soon couldn't stand it any longer, and were crawled up by bugs, biting and wailing.

However, those who stood in the center circle were calm.

"Blake, you seem to be too impatient." One of them said lightly, "You should also know that normal means can't have much impact on the sacred sculpture. We can always find him through contact."

"But now no matter what..." Ms. Heisha said irritably, "It's been more than a week."

"It's all the fault of that bastard Edward!" Ms. Heisha gritted her teeth. "The council chose to hand over the sacred sculpture to him last time. It was a complete mistake! You should continue to hand over the sculpture to me for safekeeping!"

"It's a parliamentary decision."

"Of course I know!" Ms. Hei Sha said impatiently, "But that bastard is dead! The sculpture is also missing."

(End of this chapter)