Ultra: Heroes Don't Ask Where They Come From

The black gas gushing out from the surface turned into mist, turning the surface into a devilish realm. But at this moment, everything in this devilish realm, except for the black smoke columns that were still emitting like springs all over the ground, was gathering together and taking shape next to the hill in front of Xia Long and the messenger.

They were originally empty entities, but when they gathered together they even created a tornado-like natural disaster that was visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, Seven clearly realized that this existence must not be allowed to appear.

That was a resentment that frightened him, so terrible, so substantial, as if he could feel the unwilling roar with his ears pressed against his chest and feel the bone-chilling coldness of a dead person with his face pressed against his chest.

At this moment, the consequences of this resentment and the consequences of this terrible negative energy suppressed all other thoughts in his heart.

If it appears, it must be an extremely terrifying existence, a vengeful existence that hates "life" immensely.

"Stop it, that's not what you should do!"

Seven shouted and suddenly swung his arms towards Xia Long's position.

——It’s not that the revenge of the Nongmalte people is something that shouldn’t be done, but more fundamentally, Xia Long’s choice to use resentment as a means of revenge is something that shouldn’t be done.

The strong sense of crisis made him not even think about the problem between the Nongmarte people and the Earthlings at this moment. Compared with logic, his instinct drove him to take action earlier.

That resentment was created with anger, unwillingness, hatred, despair, lamentation, death, dead silence, loneliness, coldness...all the terrible and terrifying things. When such a monster is created, the result will only be disaster.

At this moment, Seven didn't even have time to think that this terrible thing, this frightening thing, was created by the resentment of the Nongmalt people and their history.

If he realized this, he might tremble in his heart and even doubt again whether his behavior of stopping it was correct, but there is no if in time.

Seven maintained his last bit of rationality and planned to use Ultra Telekinesis to stop Xia Long, but what was surprising was that although the little boy next to Xia Long had a strange yellow light on his eyes, and was ready to fight back, it was not him who blocked the telekinesis, but Zabangi.

Zabangi rushed over to block the attack, but as a price, the giant beast, which failed to keep its lower body steady while running over, was knocked to the ground by the telekinetic attack and fell in front of Xia Long.

Dust flew everywhere, and the wind caused by the heavy fall blew in front of Xia Long. The sound of the fall also flashed past his ears with the wind. The painful roar of the giant beast slowly spread around. Although he was not seriously injured, it was normal for him to roar a few times due to the pain caused by the fall.

The black mist that seemed to form a human figure suddenly increased, and the scarlet light from the eyes was as bright as a sickle.

"——Tyrant, no——"

Xia Long whispered hoarsely, his voice gradually rising.

Beside the hill, the monster quickly appeared. In the wind and black fog, dark purple light rolled and condensed into its body. The monster's roaring sounded substantial, mixed with the sound of sharp weapons colliding. The monster seemed to be hitting its right hand with its left hand, in front of its chest.

The giant beast roared loudly and pounded its right hand with its left hand as if it was forging iron. It even gave people the illusion that the monster was laughing while hammering its weapon.

The hammering sounds and roaring sounds made people feel so sad, as if they were crying with laughter.

“This is—a highly concentrated resentment that recreates past emotions. Surprisingly, it’s to this extent—”

Seven cried out in astonishment, and the next moment, he raised his hands to cover his face.

It was like broken glass, continuing to explode and leak out bit by bit, and finally the entire black air exploded. A strong wind was raging, and the monster's eyes were glowing. It roared, raised its right hand, and smashed it hard on the head.

"——Come out, Ultra Beast Tyrant!"

The black fog was shot out in all directions by a hammer, and then seemed to dissipate and melt into the air. In the dark red sky, on the sunset land where the smoke of war was still burning, the tyrant beast Tyrant was roaring.

Big ears, a sharp and huge horn on the tip of the nose, a hard yellow shell on the mouth and face, a wide open mouth full of white fangs, a lion-like mane covering the neck, rows of protruding spikes on the back of the neck, bright red bone protrusions around the shoulders as if wearing armor, and tubular objects protruding from both hands and arms like marine creatures, with six different arms, two of which are cold white meteor hammers and piercing sickles, the other two are a long gray whip and short yellow arms, and a pair of arms covered with spikes as if they were born to hurt others even when hugged, a huge pentagonal pattern on the abdomen, with a delicate and bright red flower in the middle, and there seems to be an imperceptible gap in the pentagon, as if the pentagon can be opened, with pupils like a pair of eyes glowing on it, muscular limbs and bulging feet, with curved devil-like horns on the soles of the feet, and two different tails dancing wildly at the same time behind...

The ultimate super beast, Tyrant.

He intimidated everyone present with his extremely powerful oppressive force.

——The monster that appeared would certainly not be Lebinaibil.

That is the ultimate super beast created with the entire planet and civilization as bait. To call it a super beast is to bury it. It is the ultimate monster created purely by Xia Long himself based on his images. So far, no one in the works of the Yabo people has surpassed him. If he appears here, destroying the earth is just a matter of a click.

If possible, Xia Long also hopes that such a monster will never appear again.

Of course, this does not mean that the super beast that appears here is weak. It is a monster constructed from the history of the Nongmalt clan. It is a ferocious monster constructed by Xia Long based on his own memory.

Xia Long's black energy gradually dissipated, and his scarlet eyes also dissipated. He had given all the resentment of the Nongmalt people in his body to this super beast.

The only thing that surprised him about the creation of this super beast was that the Yabo people did not try to separate from his body and take control of the super beast.

"roar--------!"

Seven subconsciously got into a fighting posture. This was definitely not a weak fighting posture when facing Zabanji, but a real fighting posture that appeared because he sensed the danger.

But that's no use.

In front of this super beast, Seven's Titan and Zabangi's Titan pale in comparison. He is the Titan among Titans.

If the True Red Warrior could overcome the resentment of this clan for tens of millions of years, then it would only be a miracle. But miracles should not happen to Seven, Xia Long was very sure of this fact.

Xia Long's body flickered, and then the black mist slowly spread around him with a shiny sphere. The black and purple sphere suddenly flew towards the Ultimate Beast, quickly flew to its chest, and ripples appeared like a stone hitting the water, and slowly merged into it.

When the black and purple light ball slowly merged into it, Tyrant looked up and roared at the sky. The clouds in the sky were scattered by the sound, and all the clouds in the miles disappeared into the void. The setting sun was as red as blood, shining from the other side of the horizon to the earth without any obstruction. Tyrant bathed in the light of the setting sun, stretched out his six arms boldly, and shouted wildly.

Bask in the sunshine.

"Your opponent is no one but me, Seven."

Xia Long spoke in a low tone as if he was suppressing something. His voice was a little hoarse from shouting just now, but he knew that Seven could hear it.

We must not let Seven get in the way here.

No one has the right to interfere in what happens here.

Zabangi had already stood up, and his yellow animal eyes looked at Tyrant with affection and uneasiness.

Seven is not fighting a super beast, but a battle against the resentment of a civilization.

The tyrant roared, and Seven took the lead in attacking.

Seven kept distance himself from Tyrant, and when he stood up, the ice axe above his head had already drawn strange lines and flew out. Seven half-knelt and directed the ice axe with his hands, watching the ice axe flying around Tyrant.

With every contact, he stroked the surface of Tyrant's body, but no matter whether it was the arms, torso, neck, legs, or hands, the super beast remained motionless, just breathing and enduring these actions. Seven's hand, which moved as it danced, suddenly clicked down hard.

Tyrant also made the only move, and his right hand struck the space in front of his face at an unimaginable speed. With a "bang", the flying axe flew into the air.

After being attacked, Tyrant also spewed out raging flames from his mouth, while spraying the fire column, he approached Seven who was retracting the flying axe. Seven retracted the flying axe, clasped his hands and then pulled it out suddenly, and the Ultra Barrier made of light blocked the flames.

The Ultra Beast stopped the flames, and Seven put his hands together at the moment of removing the Ultra Barrier. Blue energy condensed in it, and the visible cold even condensed into frost on the skin of the Red Tribe. Seven shot out the blue beam with one hand, but it was sucked into the open belly mouth of Tyrant.

Seven was stunned for a moment, then immediately used his palm to shoot out another wedge-shaped beam of light at a tricky angle. This time it was not sucked into Tyrant, because the beam exploded the moment it approached Tyrant. After Seven fired more than a dozen small wedge-shaped beams in succession, he caught the point in the space where Tyrant should have appeared, and in the blink of an eye, his hands shot out a beam of light in an L shape, but it was sucked into the big mouth in his abdomen again.

That organ should have its limitations and blind spots, but Seven is not sure whether he can take advantage of the organ's defects.

"Very good, very good. Aren't you fighting for humanity with all your might—"

Xia Long shouted at the fighting Seven again, without caring about the limit of what his throat could produce.

"——It's so miserable that it makes me want to vomit!"

Seven picked up the ice axe from his head again. This time, the ice axe was illuminated by the light of telekinesis. He placed it in the air in front of him and shot it out with the light of his fingers.

This is the move that once destroyed the King's Bridge.

Tyrant did not dodge or evade, but rushed towards Seven with a roar.

The ice axe collided with the meteor hammer and bounced back. Seven used his telekinesis to catch the ice axe with his backhand and resolutely went towards Tyrant.

He clenched and swung the ice axe, leaving marks on Tyrant, but the most profound damage was just a white mark. On the contrary, Tyrant used his terrifying power to suppress Seven in close combat, and the heavy meteor hammer hit Seven.

The force was so great that Sai Ping was sent flying into the air, crashing into the Earth Defense Force base, crushing the building and causing him to fall to the ground, screaming in pain and unable to get up again.

When he stood up, a red light flashed on his forehead.

Tyrant roared and moved. The huge horn on the tip of the tyrant's nose flashed with silver-white light, as if reflecting his anger. The wind blew violently and the sky trembled.

All of its powerful legs moved, and it rushed towards the Red Warrior with a surging force, hitting the Red Warrior with great force.

The gray whip was swung out, grabbed the True Red Fighter and pulled him over, then used several of the six arms to ravage the True Red Fighter. It was such a simple method, but in every attack in the battle, there seemed to be resentment roaring and crying, and deep purple energy exploded.

The battle between the red fighter and the ultimate beast Tyrant was almost a crushing one.

"Fight, fight, fight desperately for humanity?!"