Chapter 1363: NO. 267: When in a hurry, the mind is even narrower

NO. 267: When in a hurry, the mind is even narrower

Dark Ultraman Killer.

Born from the hatred of countless monsters and aliens, it also inherited the deepest memory of the source of countless grudges.

He should have been a negative-energy monster, but that overly strong will shaped him with the appearance of the Ultraman clan.

Combining the traits of six famous Showa Ultramen, it displays their rare darkness and ferocity, and possesses the consistent power belonging to dark giants.

The power to seize light and transform darkness!

Such it is almost a dark giant, especially since it is not muddled nor hard to distinguish self, allowing it to become him, and making him far harder to deal with than ordinary monsters.

It possesses personality, obsession, and wisdom—although in the eyes of most fans who only know the side stories and stage plays, the Dark Ultraman Killer's performance is quite ordinary: either a guy disguised by borrowing the skin of Metronians, or a lackey doing work for Dark Orb and Toregia, basically a stall‑tactic role with no highlight.

But in fact, as a member of the Ultraman production's consistent 'debut‑at‑peak' type, the Dark Ultraman Killer's peak moments were all given to the games.

In three games it fought the six Ultraman brothers, mastering dual avatars of strength and shadow; the resulting Dark Killer Triple once overwhelmed Ultimate Sai Luo, showing great power and vigor—yet afterward it became like a scrapped plan, with no chance to be seen again.

Now we ought to 'thank' Luczas for letting it see the light of day again—I don't know if anyone was moved, but anyway there's no Aomo, because he's still being the Hasty King.

His gaze closely followed the Bahamut‑shaped aberration that Tregear had incarnated, closely following that demon‑like dragon sweeping over every grand figure he had once fixed his eyes on; and since that Bahamut could release a 'jinchūriki' individual while he himself continued to maintain the 'divine manifestation' of combat suppression, that was the main reason he threw the secret key to Tregear.

When Sagugu, Dark Leo, Yamata no Orochi and the like were each toppled by group combat, and each was seized by Tregear wielding the secret key to press the attack, he found himself unable to escape that focus of vision.

Even causing the women nearby to cast strange glances.

"Has he been doing that often lately?" The first to ask was actually a man.

Not to mention women; even Bi Ze, who calls himself a brother, never had the chance to see Aomo in this 'perverted' guise.

His crimson eyes, split by black slits, already looked completely like some kind of reptile.

His unblinking stare and that half‑smile lip curve only made him seem ill‑intentioned.

Such an Aomo—aside from not having a chance to see him normally, just the fact that he was staring at the big‑teacher on the screen was enough to make Bi Ze's alien brain race.

Forgot the front, forgot the back, forever peeping at you, and finally forgot too. jpg

"It's always been like that," although it didn't seem like she was asking herself, Texas still felt obliged to clarify for her boyfriend: "At least since I've known him, he's been this fascinated with monster‑related stuff."

Although the chances to work together then were few, it's more accurate to say that up to now Aomo has worked at Penguin Logistics no more than ten times.

But each time they worked together she could refresh her deep impression, and in those new impressions, the monster obsession was relatively easy to understand—once she regarded monster‑related matters as a new way to gain power, Texas thought this hobby was still fairly normal.

Her thinking habits are themselves fairly steady and proper, so she wouldn't act as off‑beat as a wild‑surfing net‑JK: "Whoa, I'm totally absorbed!"

"If I couldn't tell at a glance that Little Snake was staring at monsters, I'd really have to wonder whether they'd driven him mad lately."

New Cosmos: "?"

"Kids don't need to understand this." She clapped both hands over New Cosmos's ears, then Ling glanced at the 'monitor screen' linked to the visual feed of the joy‑and‑sorrow monster.

With Big Brother taking Shu, Little Xi and Little Nian, there's nothing to worry about; what she really needs to think about is the startled gazes of Big Brother and Little Nian when they met here earlier, and Shu's meaningful smile.

She felt that going back she'd be asked all sorts of questions…… This subtle worry, placed in the past, by the Jiangnan water‑town and frontier campfire, she had indeed seen and heard plenty of.

So that's the feeling? She gave a wry smile and shook her head, and this abrupt motion also drew the attention of Akane and Katerina.

Akane first wanted to speak but held back, then paused, and instead pulled out her phone to tap on it.

First Katerina, then Ling, the two successively pulled out their phones, causing Bi Ze to receive a familiar yet rejecting wave.

Ah… it's a little female group……

Regardless of world, the same social experience made him unconsciously drift over to Aomo's spot, watching this brother stare at the screen while also poking at the light‑screen, seemingly directing, and he let out a long sigh.

"Brother, you haven't suffered little persecution."

"If you're just idly chatting, I suggest you pull out your phone and have a look," Aomo didn't even glance at him, merely unconsciously tightening the corners of his mouth, "This place should have guaranteed basic 5G."

"I of course know everyone worldwide is watching this place right now; I'll take a few live photos, post them, and they'll surely go viral instantly."

"You can post."

"Or maybe forget it; I feel I can't handle it."

"If you need operational guidance, I have some resources I can share."

"No no no, I don't want to waste my energy on this."

Aomo didn't answer, just nodded, his hand‑held controls didn't stop either, and his gaze remained fixed on the upper screen.

There was both the live scene and the un‑extinguished 'world's' kaleidoscope continuing to turn.

Having already become the Black Ao Kill, the Dark Killer Triple, in the false world, having fulfilled its long‑held wish, it walked upon the land where the Ultraman clan suffered defeat.

That world, whose basis is regret, will collapse merely a matter of time after its wish is fulfilled.

Dark Leo and Yamata no Orochi escaped in this way; those imitations, even if they possessed power surpassing the originals, could not inherit the originals' memories, and their regrets were merely trivial trifles—just need to destroy them with abandon.

By contrast, the Black Ao Kill……

Strict scrutiny of the surveillance showed that the present Aomo certainly possessed an origin akin to the original, even surpassing it.

His memories are messy and chaotic; the Ultraman warriors that appear span a wide time range—from the six Showa-era veterans to the newest‑generation Ultraman closest to the front, Dekas Ultraman—making it easy to see Luczas's process of creating and strengthening him.

——constantly drawing off the hatred of new avengers, constantly accumulating deeper grudges, constantly purifying the essence of the Dark Ultraman Killer as the ultimate weapon of revenge.

In the end it produced a being that possesses the most defeat memories, the most combat experience, and can fully grasp the abilities, information, and obsessions against the most Ultraman warriors.

Such a him will not only encounter Ultraman warriors in the world of regret, but also be able to grant those Ultraman warriors emotions and ability feedback nearly identical to their true selves.

"Is he very troublesome? That guy isn't just a random passerby in Silver Grid, is he?"

Only when Aomo looked at the top‑most screen could Bi Ze notice that most obvious shift in gaze, and then utter this remarkably ignorant question.

"Rather than saying he's troublesome, it's more like he's narrow‑minded, unable to stand seeing the other party use my methods to profit by turning the tables."

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