Chapter 344: NO.107 Just turn around and I'll tie your coat and Suzi's sleeve together!

Although after Aopeng entered the new generation, TV's 1v2 is becoming less and less, while large team battles outside of TV are becoming more and more.

But surely, true fans will still not forget that classic villain combination formula.

Usually, with the set standard of one alien and one monster, they perform a wave of 2v1 suppression against justice Ultra Man with their enlarged forms.

If paired with the sunset, then the former should be counting down.

If there is no sunset, then the latter must call for help.

But what if there is no Ultraman present?

Of course, more importantly, speaking factually, what would that humanoid thing be if not an alien?

The answer is——

It wouldn't be anything.

"What kind of alien species is that?"

"It seems like a primordial demon, what kind of skin suit modification is this?"

"Wow! There are also evil aliens bringing monsters to run wild here?!"

"What about Ultraman! C zone and D zone have Ultraman taking action, does our B zone have no Ultraman?"

"Which side should we fight on?"

When the hulking demon that manifested together with the sound like a transformation device's effect and the monster beside it with a taller, heavier posture appeared together, the reaction from the surroundings was immediately conveyed to both of their keen senses.

Damn it!

Thunder Killer, furious!

The golden eye sockets overflowing with black flame swiftly swept over the surrounding crowd of commentators.

Do I look like an alien?! Or rather, a damn evil alien!?

The flat V-shaped eye sockets and the white dot beneath the black eye sockets gazed at each other, but the former could not read the latter's gaze.

Of course, this is not because Aomo's spiritual sense is dull, nor can he discern the gaze beneath his own demonized face; it is simply——

"Ah… I suddenly remembered something."

At the small stall a hundred meters away, Shinjou Akane, as if just waking from a dream, knocked her fist against her palm, drawing the attention of her companion beside her.

"What's wrong?" Suzi turned her head.

And Shihuai Ya, who was holding her phone, trying to maintain contact with Aomo through it, paused her keying motion and likewise turned her head to look.

"I..." the girl pushed up her glasses with the air of an old scholar, showing a slightly embarrassed smile, "I can't control monsters."

"Ah?"

Suzi and Shihuai Ya both froze, then in the next second——

Bang!!!

A genuine, heavy, nearby sound like a huge jar exploded, and the three, belatedly covering their buzzing ears, when they looked back saw the scene already was a struggle between Thunder Killer and the enlarged demon.

"A——ka——ne——!" Aomo's voice came through Shihuai Ya's successfully connected phone.

Calling Akane's name.

Heavens, this is the first time Aomo has so intimately addressed Shinjou.

And such a drawn-out tone, gnashing teeth, this 'deep affectionate call' also quickened the person's heartbeat slightly.

"Ahaha…… This is rather embarrassing… little, little snake."

The raised hands somewhat nervously pressed against the sides of the glasses, as if afraid the frame would wobble and cause the glasses to fall, but in the end it was merely an uneasy expression.

In the midst of this dialogue, the huge demon already realized the struggle could not gain an advantage, and suddenly black flame erupted from between its interlocked ten fingers.

Thunder Killer retreated half a step from the impact, while the huge demon unfolded its massive wings, seemingly aiming to seize air supremacy.

But at the moment it was about to take off, it was suddenly entangled by a ferocious bone tail flung over.

The ferocious bone tail, which closely resembled the huge demon's tail in structure and color, had its faint moon markings light up one by one, resembling a gradually charging electrical device—no, that could actually be done away with.

Because in the very next second, a pale thunder light burst forth!

ThunderTail/Thunder's Tail

Literally speaking, millions of volts thereby covered the low-roaring demon's figure, and also spread to its four wings behind.

Vaguely, everyone seemed able to smell a hint of irritating burnt odor.

Obviously coming from the wings that had turned black and sticky, like a scorched, tattered kite, miserable and unable to take flight.

"Rushing to take off… that's not my style." Aomo's self‑muttered lament came from the screen.

"It's just the model I made; I can only replicate its appearance and abilities, but I also poured my heart into making a big fuss!"

Upon hearing that, Suzi's and Shihuai Ya's gazes instantly became subtle.

Looking at the girl whose mindset recovered quickly, it seemed that in just a dozen or so seconds she had already adjusted back to the proud creator's stance.

Especially when looking from afar at the demon's body, countless black and white flames were jetting out from the gaps in its scales at once.

This level of completion is undoubtedly high.

The flame flow, injected in clusters opposite the body color, strengthened the demon's effort to pull away, even once shaking Thunder Killer's weight of fifty‑two thousand tons.

It had moved at least a hundred meters, fortunately not in the direction of Akane's stall.

But that was all.

Its completion does not include the brain, so when it still directly tried to break free of Thunder Killer's tail entanglement by brute force, its narrow, sharp metal left claw had already lunged to pierce the demon's torso.

"Ah! My masterpiece!"

"Don't shout, bring the Secret Key!"

Such a tool, usable only for drawing out power, had long been kept in Akane's laboratory; even now it was taken from her four‑dimensional clothing pocket, and she asked: "How are you supposed to take it?"

"Witch Beast!" Enduring the counter‑attack of the thing that looks exactly like him, constantly struggling in the giant claw, Aomo's voice carried a hint of displeasure.

Simply because the original target was still bouncing far away, while he himself was facing the traitor who should have been a teammate.

Well...

Realizing that I had also forgotten that this guy can't control monsters, and I never even asked, Oumu could only first reflect on himself.

"I heard it~!" a sudden female voice came from the screen; this scene should have been somewhat frightening, but only Shi Huaiya got goosebumps.

After all, back in Akane Shindou's monster cram school, Sokuto and Akane had already seen the Witch Beast and knew of its existence.

The latter could even smile while handing over the secret key to the huge claw-like glove that suddenly protruded from the screen, and added: "Please convey my apologies~"

"I advise you to go yourself."

Just the Witch Beast's hand reaching out from the screen, its tone somewhat teasing, it withdrew the metal tube embedded with crystals back into the screen.

Then, in the next second far away, the Thunder Slayer, holding the opponent's body with its giant claw and clenching the other claw into a fist, fiercely struck the opponent's face, pausing as its whole body blazed with blinding electricity—

This also caused the armor to crack; the listless demon sensed the deadly threat and rallied to break free.

And then it actually succeeded.

Because the giant beast vanished abruptly, what remained was a "small dot" hovering in midair.

The so-called "small dot" refers to the true demon, in contrast to the Thunder Slayer's size.

The charging effect of the thunder death is merely a deceptive intimidation; the opponent's panic is exactly what he wanted.

As a result, he spread his four wings and spewed a flame jet.

With an astonishing burst, he displayed a speed even faster than the retreating behemoth.

He slammed hard into the crack in its faceplate!

That instant was extremely fast—so fast that most people couldn't make out his figure, let alone the strange device clutched in his talons.

The panicking colossal demon didn't even have time to react to him, such a tiny pest like a mosquito.

Thus everyone could see, in the few seconds after that silver-black figure vanished into the crack,

the towering demon, tens of meters tall, began to show a snowy-screen-like glitch across its whole body.

Somewhere between a virus-infected Yu-Gi-Oh! monster card and the snowy screen of an old monitor.

There was little room to struggle, and the effect quickly shifted to a dying Digimon art style.

His entire body began to collapse, scattering into data-like crystals.

Then, as it completely faded, the black shadow reappeared, and under a sudden shroud of dark mist, the familiar pose of the Thunder Slayer landed once more in midair.

Unfortunately, although the Thunder Slayer's weight was enough to make everyone nearby feel the ground shake,

this strange space lacked much loose sand or dust that could be shaken aloft.

So this landing could only score zero.

But for many visitors, whether it's an illusion or not, they felt that the Thunder Slayer, whose design had been slightly altered, now bore a noticeable change in its bodily markings.

It was clearly still a sturdy outline composed of black lightning lines and a white body.

"Isn't this obvious!? The white has been completely covered in silver!!" The keen-eyed horse girl emphasized to the muttering film policewoman beside her the change in that giant beast.

"Even the skin's surface now has an extra layer of scales that, upon close look, have a metallic feel… the serpent component has been further overlaid…"

Scrutinizing the enlarged details of the body on the screen before her, Akane skillfully manipulated the drone controller in her hand.

This, too, was her old specialty.

Back when she was still in the computer world's Cuckoo Platform, she released monsters to wreak havoc, and the synchronized audio-visual feed always came from the drone.

Not some miraculous broadcast by Alexis.

Although after changing worlds, drone technology was greatly enhanced, with many control options available, even brain-wave control as a convenient solution.

But Oumu's drone is indeed a rather old-style stick-controlled model.

Although Akane isn't one to cling to a stick, Oumu's drone does indeed have a higher resolution than the one she prepared herself.

After all, it was made in the City of Heaven's Gate, a product chosen without regard for cost, meticulously selected for a smoother revenge.

It's rare that after the revenge it remained intact and could still be put to use.

It also played a crucial role when Oumu and Sunday Ning quietly observed Rudolf's symbol and confronted the grandmother.

It became a permanent piece of equipment stored long-term in Oumu's briefcase-sized space, and Akane had already set her sights on it.

Before heading out, she kept asking if she could borrow the drone.

So...

Oumu, who was willing to lend her that expensive drone, only to nearly be screwed over by her so-called surprise.

How deep is the resentment she feels when she shouts the other's name? Miss Akane knows it herself—let's hear her answer:

"How about that! Little Snake! Isn't the card we drew for power great!" The girl pushed up her plain glasses on her nose, grinning as if she could twitch her nose.

Alright, it seems she doesn't know.

Akane indeed cannot control monsters; in the original work she often complained that her own creations are hard to handle in battle, and she has to deal with the fact that her subordinate monsters rebel.

So in this book, her former self was always longing for hands-on control and monster-fighting, that is, controlling them herself.

Arising from a mindset: someone who constantly watches the shoddy operation of the monsters they created wants to seize the stick and operate them personally.

But…… everyone also knows what rank Xin Tiao is in monster fighting (shrug