Ultra: Heroes Don't Ask Where They Come From

The "angel" phantoms of the Kyrieloids are very similar to the tricks played by the Hippolytus. What they have in common is that they are both very good at using the power of others to bully others, but at the same time, they seem vulnerable to those who really know the business.

Although this is only in Xia Long's eyes.

What he sensed was nothing else but the rising and falling energy fluctuations underneath.

This energy fluctuation is buried deep beneath the earth. If it weren't for his life structure being of an alternate dimension, it might be difficult to detect it so keenly. However, that kind of fluctuation is similar to the common means used by people from other dimensions, emitting a similar frequency and broadcasting.

The sky was bright and angels appeared, but behind the angels' talk, the depths of the earth seemed to be roamed by unknown ghostly beasts, and a myriad of mutations were occurring in the blink of an eye, just as blood was rushing through veins and flames were changing their forms every second.

These guys really intend to ignite the flames of execution again.

The place where the devil's message is spread...where?

After thinking about it, Xia Long quickly came to a conclusion based on the original work.

TV station.

TV stations now like to broadcast news related to Tiga the most, and because Tiga appears more and more frequently, the conspiracy theory that Tiga is an "evil enemy" still has a market, but according to survey data, the opinion that Tiga is a good person is overwhelming.

And the last time, the Kirieloids took over the body of a TV host and spoke.

There might be a TV station in this city, but Xia Long didn't have a map of the city, didn't know the way, and had no idea where the TV station might be.

And if it is not a TV station, a high-rise building simply decorated with a large screen broadcasting news is likely to be the next target of the Kirieloids.

The underground attacks are deep, and if the attackers are not dealt with, we can't stop the enemy's attacks endlessly, right?

Xia Long let out a long sigh, and his body shape changed naturally. His inside was being transformed. His bones, muscles, every drop of blood, and every cell were becoming tougher. Black resentment poured into it, and the skin on the surface of his body seemed to be stained and reshaped by black mucus, but at a moment it swayed violently like a candle flame blown by the wind, and it was illusory. On Xia Long's face, the slender vertical pupils of rainbow color were opened like snakes on half of his face.

Obviously, Xialong, as a community between humans and Yabo people, has taken an important step in maintaining the ethnic diversity of the Yabo people.

Xia Long could almost hear something around him holding its breath and concentrating, restraining all movement and breath, and the huge angel shadow also paused imperceptibly. His empty face under the hood raised up and stared here straight, and feathers fell down like false feathers.

Jinglong in the crowd slowly reached out to take off the badminton racket bag on his back, with one hand already on the zipper, which instantly attracted Xia Long's attention.

There was an almost piercing sharpness about this swordsman that Xia Long found dazzling.

Xia Long took the initiative to expose himself, and the angel naturally discovered this.

"The fire of the Kirieloid people will burn the unclean... The next place to be burned... is here!"

Accompanied by a loud rumbling sound, it seemed as if some silent thunder also echoed the angel's words, demonstrating the fierce anger of some great consciousness.

Xia Long waited for the angel's hand to point at him, but the angel had no hands, and under his mysterious hooded and long-sleeved clothes, there was only an empty space. It was not pointed at Xia Long.

Amid the rumbling sounds filled with anger, brainwashing, and thunder, some mysterious miracle seemed to have occurred.

Xia Long heard the screams from the crowd and saw the commotion. He also discovered that they had no intention of running away. They just stood there in a daze, as if all their attention had been taken away.

what happened?

Xia Long turned around and entered the alien space. At a very close distance, he could already fully control the distance between the alien space and the real space. He needed a high enough height to observe what was happening.

Crossing the space, the next place Xia Long appeared was the rooftop of this building.

However, before he felt the wind from high altitude blowing on his face, he had already noticed the "miracle" in advance.

Suddenly, from the sky, as if piercing through the clouds and stretching across the sky, an extremely vast, magnificent and sacred pillar of light appeared.

Like the arm of God, it shot down from the sky and completely covered an area in the distance.

The pillar of light was so large and so high that he seemed to be connected to the sky. In the deepest part of the sky, he could still watch how the pillar of white light descended to the ground, as if reaching directly to the dome of the universe and the world.

Compared to the scale of the city, the beam of light is not large, but its conspicuousness and length will allow people throughout the city to take it in and have it engraved in their dazed and beating hearts.

The magnificent pillar of light seemed like some kind of lingering symphony. After Xia Long saw it, it still lasted for more than ten seconds before slowly disappearing. Even so, the effect still existed.

Xia Long stopped where he was, saying nothing, but his expression gradually became gloomy and ugly. Until the pillar of white light disappeared, his face had almost turned completely black.

But that was not simply an ugly face caused by a blow or failure, it was more like an expression that was difficult to release the anger in his heart, with a cold flame almost burning in his eyes. That face, which was both mature and youthful, as if of a person with long experience, was filled with almost uncontrollable anger at this moment.

He turned and looked at the angel. The huge angel was slowly disappearing. During the process, the feathers on his back finally spread out. Then, those white feathers floated away like raindrops and light spots, and even slowly fell to the ground. The empty area under the hood made Xia Long feel a sense of being watched, and did not reveal even the slightest expression.

The crowd shouted and screamed, some people kept their sanity, while others opened their arms and rushed towards the place where the feathers fell like crazy. The police had a hard time maintaining order, but their voices were drowned out by the even noisier voices of the people, which did not always point to the line of faith in angels, but the fanatical emotions aroused in some parts instantly infected a small number of people, making them lose their calm, dignity, and emotional balance.

"and many more!"

The moment Xia Long left, he seemed to hear Jinglong's call, but he was not sure, because even he could not catch the swordsman's voice among such a high and numerous voices.

But he didn't know when the pulse of the underground would erupt, and how the damn fire would rise and burn everything along with life.

He roughly determined the distance, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

In the alien space, Xia Long walked quickly. The scarlet space rolled with flowing nothingness, confusing the concepts of the world and shape. At the same time, like a tide, it threw him high up and rushed to a distant place.

With a dull thud, the person with the extra-dimensional ability stepped on the hard ground again. This was the place surrounded by the pillars of light.

The moment it appeared, the surrounding sounds were shrouded in all kinds of chaos. Many people seemed to have heard the angel's words and wanted to flee from here. Not only the surroundings, but also the humans in the building in front of them ran out without stopping, running desperately. The building had five floors, and above the fifth floor was a huge antenna tower painted in gold, spiraling up...

At that moment, Xia Long realized that he always set traps, but there were also times when others set traps for him.

But, I clearly realized it.

The next moment, his feet still rushed into the building.