One punch to an Ultraman, you say you are Golzan

With a terrifying aura and a pair of huge cold vertical pupils, the corners of his mouth slowly opened and he showed it a kind smile.

A mouthful of blood gushed out of Huranos' mouth, and he suddenly remembered the advice that the Kiri named Keiko Onuma had given him when he first cooperated with him.

"When hunting, if you encounter a sturdy monster with black and gray vertical pupils, give up hunting immediately and run as far away as possible before it finds you!"

"Why?" asked his own priest.

"Because...his name is

---Golzan!"

Bang! !

Chen Mo pulled out his arm suddenly, and Huranos' body lost support and fell from a high altitude in an instant.

He fell onto a dilapidated building with blood splattered all over the place. After struggling for a moment, he was obviously dead.

"The ancestor is dead?!"

The priest looked at the huge corpse through the window with a dazed look in his eyes, as if he could not accept this result.

This is the origin of their vampire race, a powerful being they worship as a god. How could it be so easily killed by a being called Golzan?

How is it possible? How is it possible that there is such a powerful monster in this world? ?

"If you want to live, follow me!"

Keiko Onuma's cold voice sounded from the door, "Help me gather strength, and we will help you avenge."

"Okay!" the priest responded hurriedly and followed Onuma Keiko as they strode towards the darkness.

Different from the gloomy look of the group of people in the house.

Outside the house, the members of the Victory Team on the ground smiled with joy, "We finally killed this monster!"

"The monster that oppressed so many humans deserves to die like this!!"

After seeing Chen Mo arrive on the ground and absorb Huranos' energy, he left the area.

Dagu, Xincheng and others who had already transformed were indignant and rushed forward to whip the corpse with ultraviolet light guns.

He swept his sword wildly at Huranos's head, leaving it full of holes and blood splattering non-stop.

This bloodthirsty monster and its minions have killed at least 800 residents during this period of time. They must whip their corpses before they can truly swallow their anger!

The black clouds dissipated with the death of Huranos.

The First World War ended, and the dazzling sunset rose at this moment, painting the buildings, vehicles, and people's faces in the old city with golden edges.

"Success! Success! Success...Success..." Noda shouted happily, but the excitement on his unkempt, bearded face gradually diminished, and his tone became increasingly low.

"Hey..." Zong Fang stood silently behind him, wanting to comfort him but not knowing where to start.

When a person's heart is broken with scars of grief, no matter how much encouragement is given, it can only serve as a cleansing water to guide and disinfect. For that person to truly come out, it still takes time to heal the sadness and let the wound scab over....

Just as Zongfang was sighing, his eyes suddenly fixed.

"What is Golzan doing?!"

After seeing Chen Mo leaving Huranos' body, he strode towards him. Zong Fang suddenly felt a little panicked.

Could it be that Golzan knew that his rank was low and wanted to compete with him?! Zongfang quickly made way.

Faced with Chen Mo's extremely oppressive size and his bravery after having just killed Huranos, Noda had no time to be sad. He retreated quickly with Sohkata, putting some distance between themselves and Chen Mo.

After riding a motorcycle with Noda for a long time, Munakata turned around and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

It turned out that Chen Mo's target was not him, but was heading towards the Paradise Bar behind him. He was just blocking the route.

"It should be here." Chen Mo looked at the slightly smaller building below him. After killing Huranos, he could feel the presence of this guy still in the bar.

He slowly placed his hand on it, grabbed the eaves of the bar and lifted it up with force, and it came up with a loud bang.

The fifty-meter-long black eaves were pulled out, and the sand and dust from the previous battle with Huranos fell down. When the wind blew, it choked Dagu and others who were whipping the corpse not far away, making them feel very uncomfortable.

"What does Golzan want to do?"

Chen Mo's actions completely attracted the attention of Dagu and others. On the other side, Onuma Keiko, who was about to step into the darkness, suddenly had a bad premonition.

There was a black coffin in front of them. Except for some minor differences, the decorations and workmanship were exactly the same as the one they saw in Dagu Bar.

Bang. Bang.

Chen Mo casually threw the lifted eaves on the ground, causing a vibration. The huge palm stretched out towards the inside of the bar. With a slight touch of Chen Mo's fingers, the old walls collapsed like dominoes, raising dust of ruins all over the sky.

His hands groped in the rubble and soon picked up something.

"Is that something from the blood-sucking monster's lair?!"

"It was this thing that pulled Dagu in! What on earth is inside it?" Everyone was talking about it.

In the distance, Keiko Onuma's face changed. She stopped her leg which was about to stretch out, her eyes full of fear. If she insisted on going down now, she would collide with Chen Mo!

Chen Mo looked at the exquisitely crafted coffin in his hand. A breath of spatial energy overflowed from the open coffin lid.

This should be the lair of Hulanos in the original work.

No, there should be another place.

Feeling the breath of the origin, Chen Mo, holding the black coffin in his hand, walked towards the same breath five hundred meters away. Seeing Chen Mo coming, Onuma Keiko turned around and ran without hesitation with the priest.

The two black coffins were successfully collected by Chen Mo.

The two black coffins were opened, and the black-gray fingers gently reached down into the black coffin, and the fingertips quickly emerged from the other coffin.

A smile appeared on Chen Mo's face. It was an unexpected gain. This thing was a connecting space channel, like a bridge. Maybe it could come in handy in the future!

When Chen Mo left, everyone's expressions relaxed. This was not to say that they had any hostility towards Golzan. After all, he had helped them so many times.

However, Chen Mo's appearance and aura are completely different from the gentle Tiga.

To make an inappropriate analogy, the two are like the scorching sun and the cool bright moon, shining on the earth.

But no matter how bright the moon is at night, people will hardly feel dazzled or stressed.

But the sun is completely different. When it’s far away you can still look at it for a while, but once it gets closer, even if you still know you’re safe in your heart, the fear of the glare will inevitably arise, as if you’ll be burned in the next moment.

This is the natural protective instinct of living things when facing a higher level of extremely threatening existence. It cannot be rejected, resisted, or escaped....

After generations of succession, they have been embedded in the genes of every modern person alive today, and are deeply rooted and cannot be removed....

"It's so red, as red as blood..." Next to Dram's car, in front of the ruins, Noda and the Victory Team stood in a row, looking into the distance in the direction where Chen Mo left, where a rare red sun was slowly sinking.

It was just that Noda bit his cigarette holder dejectedly, looking at the setting sun that had burned all day, and he felt that his life was about to disappear with the coming of dusk...

"But... red light is the symbol of life," Zongfang said suddenly. He turned his head and looked at his best friend: "Don't you think so?"

Noda did not comment, but just sighed dejectedly. The smoke he exhaled was blown by the wind on his face. He walked towards the dusk against the wind without saying a word.

Zong Fang anxiously shouted to the desolate figure, "I believe Xue Na, she should feel this!"

Noda stopped.

"I mean... as a human being!"

Noda still had his back to Souma and the others and waved, as if to thank Souma for his words.

Then it gradually disappeared into the street corner where the red sun shone brightly...