I'm not a dark ultra warrior

When in my life, Beria, have I been so scorned?

Can my temper be tolerated?
The extremely evil Beria decisively stuffed all the Otto capsules onto the timer on his chest, and a strong radiance instantly spread from Beria's fingers.

"Hikali, your things are really not kept secret at all." Josta complained.

And complaining will not stop Beria's movements.

After the bright radiance spread out for a few seconds, it gradually became a little dim, and quickly changed from the power of light to the power of darkness.

After being infused with the power of the Ultra Capsule, the disordered and chaotic dark power became deeper and calmer like water, as if the transition from a torrent to an abyss was calm and full of crises.

The energy of the monster stored in the Ultimate Fighting Instrument was also absorbed into Belia's body, instead of the chaotic fusion as before.

The sky grew darker and deeper.

After the light of the Ultra Capsule neutralized Beria's berserk dark power, Beria has now shown its final form.

Compared with those gaudy transformations in the past, the current appearance is undoubtedly more powerful.

The dark sky, the deep black enemies, and strange and familiar voices.

This familiar scene made Josta feel as if he had returned to the battle with Gatanjah.

But now I am completely different from before.

The dark energy condensed by Beria has already surpassed all the enemies that Josta has seen, even Gatanjaer is no match for the current extremely evil Beria.

As for how the combat effectiveness will be, only after fighting will you know!

The extremely evil Beria's figure appeared in front of Josta in a flash, and he punched out fiercely with howling fists.

To be honest, Beria's choice of melee attack was beyond Josta's imagination.

Knowing that I am a U40 muscular man, it's fine if you don't distance yourself from me, but move closer to me instead?
Thoughts flashed in his mind, and the attack of the extremely evil Beria had already landed on him.

The violent power vented from his chest, knocking Josta back again and again.

However, the balance of Josta's body was not broken. After resisting a punch, the burning pain made Josta's eyes even redder, and his spirit immediately cheered up.

After a successful blow, the vicious Belial took advantage of the victory and pursued, stepping lightly on the ground with his huge body and rushing towards Josta's arms.

The dark hands are surrounded by deep darkness, swallowing all the brilliance around them.

With the pure power of darkness, a normal Ultra warrior can be knocked down with a single punch.

Seeing the evil Beria rushing in front of him, Josta's shoulders shook slightly, and his arm immediately turned into an afterimage.

The distance between them was beyond the reach of arms, but Josta's hand seemed to grow suddenly.

The bloody iron fist opened a block, with extreme speed, the first strike came first.

A solid punch was hammered on the head of the villainous Beria, and the forward trend stopped abruptly.

The huge body flew upside down faster than the forward speed, and the berserk force caused his head to drag his body and slam into a hill.

The solid mountain was instantly torn apart by the impact, and the rolling stones destroyed everything around them like cannonballs. …

Josta swept his chest with his right hand, and the scar left by the evil Belia was immediately stroked away.

"With a little bit of strength, the strength actually broke through my defense."

"It is an enemy who can fight me."

"But that's all."

The extremely evil Belial supported his body, stood up from his mountain throne, and twisted his neck to make a "creaking" friction sound.

"Strong power, even stronger than before, as expected of Josta."

Josta's pressure is so strong that Beria still remembers Josta's attack on him.

It hurts so much.

"Hehehe, but that's not all my strength." Countless darkness gradually spread from the body of the extremely evil Belia, "The warm-up is over."

The evil Beria rushed out, Josta's body bent forward, and it turned into red light in the blink of an eye.

The iron fists collided immediately, and the shock wave formed by the pressure from the collision swept away everything around them.

The word fist strikes along the arm with the same huge force, causing the body of the extremely evil Beria to stagnate.

And Josta, who had long been accustomed to this level of force hedging, twisted his waist, and with his left hand, he hit the extremely evil Beria's waist with stronger force.

The strong oppression quickly approached, but they were pulled away in an instant.

Beria, who jumped back, swung his vacant left hand violently, and the dark light bullets spread like a celestial maiden.

The close distance made the light bullet's attack very abrupt.

Too late to dodge, too late to run the energy to expand the barrier.

Josta's high raised back twisted, his forward left hand quickly retracted, and the right hand placed on his chest was driven forward by his shoulders, and he repeated this.

He couldn't see the afterimage, but formed an invisible barrier, and his berserk posture was precise.

Every heavy punch that Josta swung accurately hit Beria's light bullet.

All I saw was that the light bombs full of explosive energy had quietly dissipated before approaching Josta.

Countless light bombs exploded around Josta's body, and the energy diffused by the dissipated light bombs made the surrounding ground wear away continuously.

The flames and dust gradually filled Josta.

Even in such an environment, the emerald five-pointed star timer is still shining with magnificent colors, and will not be obscured by flames and sand.

With a violent wave of the thick arm, the rolled up hurricane blows the flames and dust far away.

Except for the ground standing at Josta's feet, the soil in other directions was consumed by the explosion, and the pothole surrounded Josta in the middle.

The evil Beria took a careful look at Josta's hand.

Even though he was in such contact with his own light bullet, he didn't see any scars.

"As expected."

As soon as the voice rose, a huge force interrupted Beria's words.

The ground on which Josta stood had collapsed, and a burly body appeared in front of the extremely evil Beria.

The big red hands tightly grasped Beria's head, and slammed it down. His head was deeply buried in the ground, and his limbs were thrown up high.

Josta's feet didn't stop at all, and he dragged Belia and slammed into the hill behind him. The violent force shattered the hill that had already collapsed a lot.

The Grip of Immortality quietly let go of Beria's head, and Beria faced the sky without moving for a moment.

Josta cast a disdainful look at Belial, "You still dare to be distracted from fighting me, because you hate yourself for not dying fast enough."

After a while, the extremely evil Beria shook his head and slowly came back to his senses.