Ultraman: What do you mean by saying L77 is about to explode?

Chapter 33 The Attack of the Dwarves

"Little White, unleash a barrage of fireballs at a trillion degrees! Let this emperor know what a Reonic is!" Caul shouted, but what he was actually commanding was something else entirely.

Actually, it's the Space Dinosaur Fist that I learned from training at D60!

"Zeeton!" Little White nodded to indicate that he knew; he had now learned to be mischievous.

Little White emitted that classic "beep beep beep beep" sound from Zetton, his face flashed rapidly, and the next second his body vanished from the spot.

It's instantaneous teleportation.

Almost at the same time, Little White appeared above and to the side of Death Gilas. The Emperor watched this attack and found the guy amusing. He hadn't seen such a trick in a long time.

However, this might just be a sign of the opponent's weakness, forcing them to resort to such petty tricks to create an attack. It's amusing, but it won't satisfy them. A strong person never needs various tricks to deal with their enemies.

However, this time, Xiao Bai's right fist contained the energy of a trillion-degree fireball, which he unleashed with the explosive power of the Crimson Dragon Fist, slamming into Emperor Magma, who was sitting on the back of Death Gilas.

"A trivial skill."

The emperor didn't even need to use his sword; he simply snorted, and his Deathgilas, as if telepathically connected, raised its head, its single horn aimed at Little White's fist.

Xiao Bai's power, which was comparable to that of a super beast, was actually blocked by Death Giras! (He didn't know it was a defective product.)

Although a few cracks appeared on the unicorn horn, Xiaobai was still thrown backward by the recoil.

"What terrifying power..." Kaul suddenly realized that he had been too presumptuous. This Kiras was definitely no less powerful than Little White, and even had the upper hand in terms of strength. What's more, there was also the unfathomable Magma Emperor standing above it.

"This is too boring. Kill them." The emperor casually gave the order.

Death Kiras roared as it charged toward Little White, while at the same time, hundreds of gigantic Magma Royal Guards, brandishing their various weapons, surged toward Kaul.

"Want a gang fight? Then come on!"

Kaul pushed the Reonic bloodline to its limit, and the awakened Reonic physique emerged. He did not choose to dodge, but instead gripped the Lion Sword and charged towards the group of Magma aliens.

This is a life-sized human charging at a group of giants.

Hmm...you could call them...the advancing dwarves.

"You're asking for death!" a Magma alien laughed, his sword slashing towards Kaul.

Instead of advancing, Kaul retreated, using his legs to propel himself into the air, dodging the attack from his sword. He then used the sword as a springboard to run and instantly close the distance.

The Lion's Sword drew an arc in the air. Although the huge size difference meant that Kaul's sword could only strike the Magma alien's ankle, it easily severed the opponent's Achilles tendon.

With a scream, the Magma alien collapsed to the ground.

A Magma alien wielding a warhammer reacted extremely quickly. As his companion fell, he stepped in and swung his warhammer, but not at Kaul, but at the spot where Kaul would fall—this was his prediction.

The king's cloak behind Kaul unfolded directly, blocking the attack and causing no harm to Kaul at all.

"It clearly hit!" The Magma alien was somewhat surprised; he couldn't believe that one of them had been blocked by the cloak.

However, Caul did not give him a second chance. There was only one chance, but he did not cherish it. Just as Caul landed, the Lion's Sword had already passed through the Magma alien's crotch and precisely sliced ​​across the back of his knee. Although it was not a fatal wound, that leg completely lost its support at that moment.

The second Magma alien also collapsed with a thud. In less than seven seconds, both Magma aliens had fallen.

"Spread out! Don't let him get close!" a voice rang out from the guards.

The voice was calm and collected, carrying the discipline of a seasoned veteran. The Magma Royal Guard was not a rabble; they were elite troops personally selected by the Emperor, each of whom had buried the Giras monster alive in the Colosseum. After the first two fell, the rest immediately changed formation, no longer fighting individually, but forming groups of three to cover each other, their weapons transforming into a crossfire network, gradually compressing Kaul's movement space.

Kaul stopped, his chest heaving slightly, and looked around. The encirclement of dozens of giants was closing in, with knives, guns, axes, and hammers, each weapon larger than his body.

"This is really dangerous... But it feels so good!" Reonics's fighting spirit had reached its peak. He was so engrossed in the battle that he couldn't concentrate on controlling Little White anymore.

A sword came crashing down on his head.

Caul sidestepped, and his sword grazed him as it slashed into the ground.

Instead of retreating, he stepped onto the blade and continued his mad dash upwards along its spine. Each step landed just before the giant could retract its momentum, and after three steps, he had leaped to the giant's head.

The Magma alien hurriedly shook his sword, trying to throw him off. The Lion Sword drew a streak of light in the air and struck the man's neck.

The Magma alien lost control and fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. Using the recoil from the slash, Kaul bounced back, his body spinning in the air, his cloak billowing, and he crashed into the center of another three-person team.

"He's walking right into a trap!" Three spears thrust in from three directions simultaneously, blocking all escape routes.

But Kaul had no intention of backing down.

As he landed, his body was already low to the ground. Three spears crossed and pierced over his head. Caul spun around himself, and the Lion Sword slashed horizontally, precisely slicing through the ankles of the three Magma aliens, one of their most vulnerable points.

Then came the decapitation explosion under the Lion's Sword.

Meanwhile, outside the atmosphere of the L77 nebula, the space battle had reached a fever pitch.

Leo, Astra, and Regulus stood firmly in front of the surging Magma Empire fleet.

"Hold on! Ark Number Two has left!" Leo kicked a Magma destroyer that was trying to flank him, but in the firelight of the explosion, several lasers shot out from the shadows and hit him in the back.

"Ugh!" Leo cried out in pain, his body staggering in space. The color timer on his chest had changed from rapid flashing to a buzzing sound, the final warning that his energy was about to run out completely.

"Leonie-san!" Astra couldn't bear to see his brother's predicament any longer. He crossed his arms in front of his chest and unleashed a wide-ranging beam of light, driving back dozens of giant Magma aliens around him and desperately trying to get closer to Leo.

But the Magma Empire's fleet was simply too large, so large that it was despair-inducing. They were like an endless swarm of locusts in the universe, one after another.

"A bunch of scum! Take this Flaming Crimson Dragon Fist!" Regulus roared, unleashing the full power of D60's martial arts. With each punch, a Magma alien or a small warship was blasted apart.

However, this was of no use at all.