People in Ultraman: Dark Summoning

Tan Xiaolin climbed up from the ground with difficulty, and his hands, which were tightly holding the long knife, trembled involuntarily.

He glanced at the scimitar in his hand and saw a shocking gap on the blade.

At this moment, his heart was filled with fear and despair. He raised his head and looked at Shu Cong not far away with terrified eyes.

"Is this all you have? You're too weak..."

Shu Cong looked at Tan Xiaolin with a bewildered look on his face, as if he was very surprised that the other party was so vulnerable.

Before he finished his words, he swung his arm and slashed out again.

In an instant, an extremely powerful sword energy whistled forward, and the air seemed to be torn apart wherever it passed.

Tan Xiaolin felt the terrifying sword energy approaching and his face turned pale. He roared:

"what……"

He tried his best to gather the energy in his body into the scimitar, then aimed at the direction of the sword energy and chopped it down with gritted teeth.

However, something unexpected happened - when the scimitar collided with the sword energy, the scimitar could not withstand such a huge force and broke into two pieces in an instant.

The indomitable sword energy continued to fly forward unhindered and hit Tan Xiaolin's chest accurately.

Suddenly, Tan Xiaolin looked up at the sky and a large amount of blood spurted out of his mouth, forming a shocking blood arrow in the air.

His originally solid chest now revealed a hideous wound so deep that the bone could be seen. A trickle of bright red blood was slowly flowing out of the wound, soon staining his clothes on his chest red.

Tan Xiaolin used all his strength to throw the long sword in his hand, which had been broken into two pieces, forward fiercely. With a crisp "clang" sound, the broken sword fell weakly to the ground.

Then, he gritted his teeth and struggled hard and tenaciously to straighten his body, but every attempt was accompanied by piercing pain and involuntary trembling of the body.

However, despite such unbearable pain, his eyes filled with fear were always fixed on Shu Cong not far away, as if he saw the most terrifying existence in the world.

Tan Xiaolin began to crawl on the ground in panic, his disheveled appearance was completely different from his previous majestic appearance.

Finally, he crawled to Shu Cong's feet, then clenched his fists with tears and snot, begging:

"General, please have mercy on me and spare my life!

Just treat me as a trivial fart and let me go! General..."

Before he finished speaking, he quickly turned his head and looked in the direction of the Fire Rat King.

Then, he quickly adjusted his posture, knelt on the ground, and turned around as quickly as possible, facing the direction of the Fire Rat King and kowtowed repeatedly to beg for mercy:

"Please have mercy, my king, and spare my life!"

As he spoke, he kowtowed to the Fire Rat King frantically, each time harder and harder, until his forehead gradually became red and swollen.

When the surrounding ratmen warriors saw this scene, they were stunned at first, and then they all laughed out loud towards the sky at the same time.

Their laughter resounded throughout the battlefield, mixed with endless ridicule and contempt.

Shu Cong, who was standing still, glanced at Tan Xiaolin, who was begging desperately, with disgust on his face, and cursed coldly:

"What a cowardly human being, a complete coward!"