Chapter 226: Haha, you're done!

This guy……

Upon seeing that unfamiliar and terrifying demon riding a motorcycle, even if she ran at full speed, she couldn't help but be startled, even wishing she were a Lappland escape horse.

She was clearly not the type who would be startled at a life-or-death moment and then just wait to die.

Her steps did not stop, adrenaline expressing her will to live, and even her thought process seemed faster than usual.

Although she couldn't become an escape horse, she had already stepped into the flow state realm attainable only by G1-level horse girls.

Of course, this is also a realm many professional athletes reach; in the mercenary industry, it's also called 'bullet time' and similar.

Total focus, breaking limits, is more commonly seen between life and death.

And thus, in that nearly frozen spacetime, she realized a fact—that the sound wasn't just coming from outside, but also from the headset atop her head.

From the team's communication channel, she had merely turned off the microphone earlier, but was actually still listening.

After all, regardless of whether they're considered teammates, knowing the movements of others in the same building is never harmful.

And when she realized that the voice came from the team channel, recalling that low, slightly trembling voice that sounded electronically processed, she immediately knew who it was——

——After all, as fellow transmigrants, even if that whole group isn't particularly familiar, they've still experienced plenty of cooperative combat together, making their voices easy to remember.

But those voices didn't match.

The only relatively unfamiliar guy, and also the only relatively unfamiliar voice, pointed straight to Aomo Lindun.

Is this guy an idiot?

What's the point of him rushing straight at me and reaching out?

Lappland stared at the slowly approaching claw; naturally, she wasn't thinking about how dangerous the claw looked, but whether this guy would immediately go 'pia' and smash into the metal block behind him.

Is this guy really that stupid?

The speed of her rising vision was also slowed, but she still saw that in the hand not gripping the motorcycle's handlebar, he held something oddly shaped.

That shape reminded her of the weapon used by the Victoria woman named Indra.

It was indeed a weapon.

She recalled that in the basic data she knew about him, that thing was prominently marked, and it was still a very significant thing.

Want to bet?

The sound of the massive wall advancing still echoed, now distorted into a strange noise at this moment, sounding as if it were right behind her.

In that case, there's no other choice, right?

She grabbed the silver claw with its flowing black patterns, using the momentum to flip and leap behind him.

In this process, Lappland only had time to point at the wolf ice block not far from the door, then she had to face the incoming metal chunk, the red flash exploding beneath her, and the thick black mist spreading ahead.

Then, after 0.5 seconds, she heard the tremendous roar that temporarily deafened her ears.

——Bang!!!!!

The art museum ruins, already half-destroyed at the base leading to the upper structure's collapse, were completely pulverized in this very struggle.

In the explosion that made everyone present, including the Chalk Beast, Ink Smoke Beast, and Galatron, turn their heads, Aomo Fusion Beast: Thunder Slayer stood upon the ruins!

It braced its dark golden massive claw against the hand, arm, and torso of the Golden Ancient Bridge——

——the sharp, long claw from the Ace Assassin is just that long and large.

As Thunder Slayer slowly clenched its claw, it bit into the Golden Ancient Bridge's armor bit by bit.

"You can feel free to act, Mr. Lindun." The Doctor's voice came through the earpiece; obviously, the evil spirit of Babel Tower also didn't quite know how to command monsters.

And the monster didn't care, merely increasing the pressure on its claw bit by bit.

At this moment, comparing the hardness of the Pedan aliens' creation and the special claw forged by the Abo aliens, the latter's advantage is obvious.

Of course, this might also simply be a strength issue.

After all, Aomo could now be completely certain that the essence of the Golden Ancient Bridge is a monster card.

Cards that condense power concepts and then become monsters are, to some degree, weaker than the originals; placed in a beast-fighting arena, they belong to an unrecognized type.

Being suppressed in strength by a fusion beast of two monster cards is only natural.

The only question is whether the other side will be the same.

Scanning the surroundings with his V-type eye sockets stained by black flame, Aomo tried to locate the male elf he had only met once, because upon arrival he had sensed from that person a familiar vicious aura.

That was the aura of the Belial card.

Having once briefly possessed and used the other's Aomo, he was naturally familiar with that aura, and with Bi Ze's help filling in his knowledge of Jie De Ultraman, he was very clear about the gold content of the monster fusion medium of 'Belial Ultraman'.

Just like Gauss in the Ultraman fusion lineup, the Belial Ultraman card likewise serves as a convenient base medium for all fusion beasts; so when Aomo realized the other was holding such a card, although he wondered 'How another one?', he remained more vigilant about being tricked by his comrades.

But before that, he still needed to extend his right hand.

Compared to the left claw encasing the massive claw, the right claw is much smaller and also easier to grasp things with.

For example, loosely grasping a Lappland and a Beta motorcycle, plus a large ice block.

Maintaining the posture of gripping and stabbing the Golden Ancient Bridge to drive off the aircraft, he slowly bent over, extending his right claw toward the ground.

This maneuver is truly Ultraman-like…… From a monster's perspective, it's really subtle.

Just as Aomo thought that, he indeed saw an identical comment box light up beside him.

Sender: Kailifu.

They've arrived too……

At the same time, Lappland, who had jumped down from the claw after smashing the ice block below, held a box in one hand and his briefcase in the other, shaking them: 'Thanks! … Watch your back!'

Thunder Slayer didn't turn back, nor did it use the folded wings on its sides, but its metal-clad back directly took the two separating beams flying from behind.

They were two, originating from the separation flight devices of two Golden Ancient Bridges.

Another was swatted down by the Chalk Beast with one paw——the person standing atop its skull could clearly recognize Aomo, and the team channel directly transmitted her concern: 'Can you hold on?'

Thunder Slayer lacks a proper vocal organ, but even the terminal functions normally, so the headset signal can naturally be transmitted as well.

Taking advantage of the fact that he hadn't yet used his Thunder Slayer move, he could also directly answer:

Small problem!

He also shoved the Beta Moto in his claw toward the ground, then gestured for Lapulan De to move to a safe distance. After turning back to look at the four trajectories alongside the aircraft's fuselage that had already broken free of its claws, he straightened his stance and shook violently.

【67】

Thus, for the name represented by the syllables La, pu, lan, de, we would output its pinyin without tone marks as "Lapulan De"? However, we must decide whether to keep a space. Chinese transliterations of foreign names often keep each syllable separate but combined? For the name represented by the syllables Ao, mo, they gave "Aomo" without a space. Following that pattern, we should combine the syllables without spaces: La, pu, lan, de → "Lapulande", capitalized as "Lapulande". This seems reasonable.

Thus we will add "Lapulande" as a person name.

【73】

The silvery-white separating light was received by the back armor and shot out from both shoulders, striking the flying components of the Gold Ancient Bridge that had just flown to the sides.

A myriad of martial arts; this is the assassin's reversal.

"killerreverse" - this is English already, maybe a term. Not a name.

After absorbing the energy traits of the Ultraman warrior and being strengthened by card fusion, the Ace Killer can also reflect the light absorbed by its armor through the armor; thus, the Ace Killer and the Thunder Killer, like the distant charging Galatron, are not afraid of light.

Just right to counter the Gold Ancient Bridge!

The Gold Ancient Bridge, apparently also aware of this, had its flying devices regroup and reconnect—just as they finished, a lightning claw struck!

→This is the villain who wanted to sneak attack while the opponent was merging, the Thunder Killer.

Because it started a bit slow, it could only strike when the opponent had just finished merging.

But the results were not bad either!

The huge left claw, covered in dark-gold thunder, fiercely smashed into the Gold Ancient Bridge; in the moment it almost crashed, it twisted and whipped its tail away: "Nian! Take over!"

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"All right! This is much easier!"

Unfortunately, it's with legs spread apart rather than both feet landing first; otherwise, Nian with arms crossed would be a living G-society stand, and the chalk beast beneath its feet would also fiercely swing the giant ring sword in its hand, assembled from several huge metal plates, bearing traces of high-heat flame.

One sword thrust into the Pedenium alloy that had become hot and slightly softened from the million-volt thunder, yet it dodged in the opponent's counterattack.

"Too shallow!"

She looked dissatisfied at the breach in the Gold Ancient Bridge's chest armor; clearly her strike had delivered full force, enough to knock the Gold Ancient Bridge back.

Yet that was only such a result, making her glance again at the chalk beast's giant sword, seeing its flames blazing fiercely.

"Being able to split a crack in the Gold Ancient Bridge is already not weak."

"?"

"?"

It sounded like a teammate's comforting words, but it was actually a voice unknown to everyone, echoing in the hearts of all present, so even Lappland changed expression, instinctively thinking the opponent was beside them.

Aomo merely turned his head, the Thunder Killer's V-shaped eye sockets scanning the city rounded by the alienating barrier expansion brought by the police and the Two Worlds Safety Bureau.

This telepathic ability is too mundane; as a local, it causes no ripple.

Go study the psychic department; if you want to learn, you can learn.

The difficulty lies in making everyone within nearly two kilometers of each other hear your voice.

If you achieve this, then you indeed have something.

But then, the opponent would have too many places to hide.

Looking around yielded no results, and searching from this angle was also quite unfamiliar, making him miss the wide-open vision of his eyes when he was the version of Beliya Godzilla.

Before, everyone laughed at the monster's bodily outline; now, experiencing the monster's field of view, one finally feels how difficult it is for a monster.

Also, as he thought that, the voice came again:

"However, having developed to this point, business can't continue, and I can only resort to the violence I dislike."

"Still thinking about business—are you really a businessman?"

Aomo instinctively guessed the opponent's origin; he hadn't really heard the conversation between the opponent and Lappland before, because the motorcycle engine noise was really loud, and he heard the Gold Ancient Bridge's diving sound without any window obstruction, which was just the Gold Ancient Bridge being loud enough.

But now he doesn't have time to think about these, because in the next second he saw the Gold Ancient Bridge and the distant Galatron, barely supported by the ink-smoke beast swarm, suddenly disappear.

In that instant, he knew what the opponent intended to do.

The double wings, decorated like a coat's hem, instantly unfurled a vast wingspan of over a hundred meters; at the moment the Thunder Killer took off, a dark-red fist already caught up and struck its spine.

The originally straight takeoff route instantly turned into being knocked backward in flight.

"Phew… all non-combat personnel retreat! Combat personnel cover non-combat personnel, but preserving life is the top priority!"

The shout, mixed with vomiting blood, was transmitted to the doctor, then processed by PRTS and sent to all channels belonging to Rhodes Island.

"The enemy is the Galatron King! Wrist strength 250,000 tons, grip strength 150,000 tons, excelling in both beam and close combat, a mechanical fusion beast!!"

"Reform the ranks, must be careful!"