Ultra: Supreme Evolution

Jian Wu smiled bitterly and shook his head. The bitter smile on the corner of his mouth seemed so helpless: "Can I still go find her?"

Gao Qianyi smiled gently, a complex look flashed in his eyes, and he thought to himself that without Triga's memory, no matter how much he said, it would be a waste of words. Once he had Triga's memory, Jian Wu, or Triga, would truly understand how to face Carmilla.

What the plot presents is just the tip of the iceberg. How could the real Triga, or Shinchu Kengo, give up Carmilla so easily?

Why did they choose to seal it instead of simply destroying it? There must be some unknown deep emotions and unspeakable difficulties hidden in this.

"If you don't go, you'll never see him again." Gao Qianyi smiled again and raised his hand to pat Jian Wu's head.

Although Jian Wu obtained Triga's memories, in terms of age, Gao Qianyi has experienced 30 million years of baptism of battle, so there is no sense of incongruity in such an action.

"I understand, Uncle Yi, I'll go find her." Jian Wu's eyes suddenly became firm. He stood up without hesitation, picked up his clothes, and ran outside in a hurry.

"Jianwu, you are not wearing shoes." Jieming's anxious shout sounded from behind. She held Jianwu's shoes in her hand and tried hard to catch up with Jianwu, but Jianwu's figure disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

When Jie Ming came back, he saw Gao Qianyi sitting there leisurely, sipping coffee leisurely.

She said angrily, "Uncle Yi, what on earth were you talking about just now? Why did Jian Wu suddenly run away?"

Gao Qianyi smiled gently, and that smile seemed to contain endless profound meaning: "Don't worry, you will know."

Jie Ming pouted in dissatisfaction, expressing his extreme dissatisfaction with Gao Qianyi's behavior of guessing riddles. He secretly complained in his heart that the riddle master deserved to die.

I thought this would be a situation that could be easily handled, but I didn't expect that in the center of the city, Carmilla and Triga would confront each other.

Carmilla's chest heaved violently, flames of anger burned in her eyes, and she swung the whip in her hand fiercely.

However, Triga just stood there quietly, without moving, and without taking out his weapon, like a silent statue.

"Damn Triga." Carmilla's angry roar resounded through the sky, and the long whip in her hand lashed at Triga like a storm.

Triga remained calm and took the whip from Carmilla steadily.

"Why didn't Triga fight back?" Everyone gathered in the cockpit of the Nastis, staring at Triga and Carmilla, their faces full of confusion and puzzlement.

Gao Qianyi smiled mysteriously and thought silently in his heart that Jian Wu was not too stupid.

Carmilla's whip was waving wildly, hitting Triga again and again, but Triga just stood there, taking all the attacks, neither resisting nor dodging.

When the fight was getting fierce, Dagon suddenly ran out and stretched out his hand to stop Carmilla. Although he didn't know what was going on, he always felt that something was wrong with Triga on the opposite side.

Hitram suddenly appeared from some corner, with his hands folded across his chest, watching the chaotic scene in front of him with great interest.

"Terica, what's your plan?" Dagon shouted at Terica while holding back the nearly out-of-control Carmilla. His voice was like thunder, echoing in the noisy battlefield.

Triga remained silent, his determined eyes just staring straight at Carmilla. His eyes seemed to contain thousands of words, but he didn't know where to start.

"Dagon, get out of the way!" Carmilla struggled to break free from Dagon's restraints. Driven by anger, her strength became even greater, making Dagon's obstruction seem a little powerless for a moment.

After breaking free, she swung the whip in her hand wildly again, creating gusts of sharp wind.

Dagon looked helplessly at the furious Carmilla. Although he had some concerns in his heart, he did not dare to step forward to stop her again.

At this moment, Hitram slowly came behind Carmilla.

What a great opportunity! As long as Triga is destroyed, no one can stop me from getting the Eternal Core.

Hitram was secretly calculating in his mind, his cold eyes flashing with greed and cunning, while he was secretly gathering energy.

At this moment, Carmilla was concentrating on attacking Triga and had no idea that Hitram had come behind her. Although Dagon noticed it, he didn't say much.

In his simple mind, Hitram was still a trustworthy comrade-in-arms.

"Ding dong, ding dong."

The timer on Triga's chest began to ring rapidly, the light flickered, and his figure began to sway, like a leaf falling in the wind. But he still held on, gritting his teeth and persevering.

However, everyone in the cockpit of the Nastis was extremely anxious.

"No, we have to help Triga. If this goes on, Triga will die." Yuming looked at Seiya anxiously, his eyes full of pleading, hoping that he would give the order to attack.

Gao Qianyi seemed calm and said slowly, "This is Triga's business. We cannot interfere."

"But." Jie Ming wanted to say something, but was stopped by Zhang Ren, who gently shook his head at her, signaling her not to say anything more.

Ming had no choice but to give up, her beautiful eyes full of worry as she stared at the screen.

"Carmilla, your attack is useless. Let me help you." Hitram's sinister voice suddenly appeared from behind Carmilla, like the hissing of a poisonous snake hidden in the dark, which also startled Carmilla.

Although Carmilla's attack on Triga in anger seemed fierce, it actually caused little serious damage to Triga. But Hitram's method was very different.

A blue-black light, like an evil lightning, suddenly shot out from the dagger in Hitram's hand and hit the crumbling Triga with lightning speed.

Carmilla wanted to stop it, but found it was too late, the light had already reached Triga.

"Boom."

A deafening and violent explosion sounded, and the flames that rose up instantly were like a ferocious beast, swallowing up Triga with its fangs and claws.

"Triga." Carmilla shouted at the top of her lungs, and regardless of the rolling heat waves and raging flames produced by the explosion in front of her, she rushed in without hesitation, anxiously looking for Triga.

"Carmilla, don't go." Dagon tried to stop her, but it was too late. Carmilla's figure was swallowed up by the raging flames in an instant.