Ultra: Heroes Don't Ask Where They Come From

"Why, why are you chasing me? We are both aliens. Do you have any irreconcilable hatred with me? You are crazy and want to kill me."

"Don't say such harsh words. Since you have the intention to invade other planets, you deserve to be punished."

The alien, who had no way out in the dark factory, roared with extreme anger. Now he looked like a human.

His plaid long-sleeved shirt was dirty, and his blue jeans had stains on the knees. He looked as if he had fallen down in a very embarrassing way and was still running away.

Realizing that he could no longer escape, the alien roared again, and his appearance distorted back to its original state. It was a strange alien. Then his body grew bigger, gradually becoming bigger than the man in front of him, and broke through the ceiling of the factory.

Looking at the slowly growing enemy, Xia Long's expression became somewhat distorted, with a slight curve at the corners of his mouth, but it didn't look like a smile.

"You want to invade others just for your own selfish desires, abuse violence and waste civilization. Space people like you should be wiped out from every planet."

A strange laugh was heard, and before the alien who had just grown bigger could crush the man in front of him, a terrifying giant beast emerged from the ground, and the dug soil was scattered in the sky. The monster stretched out the tentacles behind it and rushed towards the alien with a strange laugh.

The alien had no way to resist the super beast, and was swept out of the suburbs by the powerful force. Then, the super beast grabbed him with both hands and threw him out, causing him to fall heavily to the ground.

Residents far away felt the shaking like an earthquake.

"This, what is this..."

Although it is a living creature, the power of this monster makes the aliens feel as powerful as a machine.

The alien groaned, feeling as if he were a can under a hydraulic press, without the slightest ability to resist.

When he tried to stand up, he suddenly felt a pain in his head without being hit. It was different from the pain in other parts of his body, but it was as if someone was putting an electric drill on his forehead and stirring it.

The severe pain made him hold his head with both hands and his body trembled in pain.

The sound of the Ultra Beast Destroyer's laughter was like the meow of a cat and the fluttering of insect wings, with a hint of indescribable malice. These sounds circulated in the alien's brain, echoing left and right, tearing his thoughts apart.

──Why is the Ultra Beast named the God of Destruction?

The big iron block is known as the God of Destroying the Universe, but that is at best just a nickname or a title. Although it reflects the power of the big iron block, it is more of a compliment rather than an objective fact.

After continuing to create super beasts with the big iron block as the center, the name "Destroyer" was used because of the Galo and Alek people. Their spiritual abilities and negative energy were integrated to achieve the super beast's terrifying and strange ability, which is the control of the mind.

Suggesting the mind, affecting memory, controlling the mind, distorting the spirit, tearing the opponent's will apart -

The so-called God of Destruction does not mean the one who has the ability to destroy anything; rather, it means the one who has the ability to completely destroy the opponent's spirit!

The God of Destruction approached the alien with a smile. The alien tried his best to suppress the pain and struggled to shoot light bullets at the God of Destruction with both hands. The white energy hit the super beast like bullets.

Because of the alien's angle, these light bullets only hit the legs and waist of the super beast, and did not stop the super beast's movements at all, nor prevent the super beast with its tentacles floating up and down, with a terrifying appearance and a steel body, from arriving.

With a horrified scream, the God of Destruction came to the alien and kicked him in the waist, knocking him down as he struggled to stand up. Then he approached the alien and kept stepping on him hard with his feet.

The God of Destruction grabbed the alien's shoulders with both hands and pulled him up, then threw him around again.

The aliens were powerless to resist, their bodies being mercilessly trampled upon and their internal organs feeling the pain.

During this process, the God of Destruction kept making terrifying noises that sounded like laughter.

The alien tried to escape, but the God of Destruction held him tightly.

"Don't torture him, God of Destruction, do it!"

The God of Destruction grabbed the alien, and the alien screamed in pain.

"No, forgive me, I will leave this planet, please, I will leave immediately and never come here again, ah! Let me go, let me go!"

The God of Destruction grabbed the alien and threw him into the air. The bloody core in his chest briefly gathered colorful lights, and then emitted a torrent of blue energy, blowing the alien to pieces in the air.

Dazzling sparks exploded in the air, carrying with them the fragments of the aliens.

The battle ended too quickly, but even so, the Ultra Guard, an elite force that Xia Long did not think was very "healthy" from his perspective, still showed up.

But they did not launch the first attack, but instead kept a safe distance and patrolled the monster.

The monster laughed strangely and gradually disappeared from the spot, as if it had been erased from three-dimensional space and time with an eraser.

[That’s about it. ]

The voice of the Yawa people sounded in my mind.

[Aren't you planning to help those Nongmarte people? If you keep killing them so frequently, other aliens will be scared away. It won't be a good idea to have no audience on the grand stage.]

"One thing is another. The invaders should die."

But Xia Long replied in an irrefutable cold voice.

「Ha, haha……」

[The human spirit is interesting, fragile yet strong and vulnerable...]

The Yabo man's nonsense voice gradually faded away.

…………

"The plan to salvage the Jingu Bridge cannot fail. The relevant preparations should have been completed."

"President Iwasaki and I have made preparations, and the salvage plan can start on schedule."

He Zhi nodded slightly to his subordinate, who was dressed in a suit and tie.

The former Ultra Guard member stood up from his chair, walked to the window behind him, stared at the scenery outside, and said for a long time:

"King Joe's power is essential for us. That's a terrifying robot that even Seven has trouble dealing with. If we can obtain the technology, no, even if we can just use that individual, the Earth's defense will be greatly increased compared to what it is now. For the Earth now, increasing its strength is a must."

The subordinate understood that these words were not actually spoken to him. Even though He Zhi couldn't see it, he still lowered his head and said "Hai".

"...I heard that the monster appeared again last night?" He Zhi was silent for a while and said slowly.

The subordinate licked his dry lips and said, "Yes, this is the third time this month. It still only caused minimal damage and eliminated another alien. This time the Ultra Guard did not attack, and the monster ignored it. It disappeared after destroying the opponent in the battle."

"Ordinary monsters don't have such intelligence. There must be an alien commanding that guy behind the scenes!" He Zhi asserted in a rather fierce tone, and the air in the room stagnated for a few seconds.

He continued, "In this case, be ready to attack at any time, but don't stop the monster from destroying other aliens. It's just dog-eat-dog anyway. It's good for them to kill each other. We must catch the guy behind it first."

"Regarding that file, has the murderer been caught?"

"The operation failed. The Security Division and the police had originally tracked down the enemy in an Internet cafe, but somehow they were discovered in advance. The enemy used a strange method to escape the encirclement. The initial suspicion is... that he is an alien."

He Zhi opened the blinds on the window and looked outside through the gap. The light came in and shone on his face, but he said nothing.

a long time.

“Time is running out.”

A big storm is coming.

…………

The man was reading. He was sitting on a bench in the morning park, looking down at the book he had just opened from the bookstore, starting from the cover. The title of the book was "The Command of Responsibility".

The binding is very interesting, in black and yellow. I took a quick look at the publishing, word count, printing, binding designer and other things. The first thing that is valuable is the introduction about the author.

The author is Hans Jonas, a German born in Mönchengladbach, Germany. In 1930, he published his first novel, The Gnostic Code, which won the Sibyl Prize at the time. His 1935 work Our Lives won the Evans Prize, and his 1939 work The Command of Duty sold three million copies.

From all his resume, he seems to be a talented writer.

Although there must be many works that have not been described in the middle, after all, every work must have some great achievements to shock the world. The introduction has little space, so it is natural to fill it with information-stimulating content, or important content.

The man was thinking about what the three million copies in 1937 represented. A shadow covered him, blocking the light. The words on the book lying on his knees suddenly dimmed. He raised his head and saw the person he expected, as expected.

It was a child, an ordinary child, but he always had a smile on his face, a smile that was between silly and cunning and even mean. His short-sleeved arms hung straight down, and he lowered his head and smiled at Xia Long.

[It's a fake person.]

The words of the God of Destruction reached his mind, and Xia Long continued to listen without changing his expression.

The God of Destruction was ordered by him to investigate certain things, and these words were naturally the result.

It had been a long time since the incident in the Dragon Palace, and he knew that the Nongmalt people had already begun to act. Before that story, other stories had also unfolded and would end.

The salvage of Jingu Bridge has been completely declassified and officially started.