Ultraman in the world of grams

The tentacles wrapped around Nan Ke's neck and kept shrinking.The sticky and slippery touch squirmed on his neck, licking his skin.

The sarcoma at the end of the tentacles is still bulging, and the big eyeballs that are dying are staring straight at the giant's eyelights.The deep divers on the scales were raving and clamoring, all this seemed like a feast of spiritual pollution.

Nan Ke struggled to hold the nasty tentacle tightly, light burst out from his hand, and he slashed at the opponent fiercely.

The quality of this tentacle is really not that good, it turned into a muddy mess when it was cut lightly, the dark red flesh fell down rustlingly, splashing a pool of blood red muddy water on the ground.

The muddy water even struggled, condensing into something like an arm, grasping towards the void, as if wanting to gain that tiny ray of life.But soon, the spirituality of this puddle disappeared, and it completely turned into a pile of dead things.

Nan Ke didn't notice the pieces of meat that fell on the ground, he was now fighting the twisted monster in front of him with all his strength.

He grabbed the arm growing out of Dagon's neck and kicked it hard.

The huge force directly kicked the opponent's body into a dent, and even brought the whole person back several meters involuntarily, overturning the houses behind him that were in disrepair.

Nan Ke didn't give the opponent any opportunity to take advantage of it. He got close again and wrestled with the alienated Dagon.

His fighting skills improved a lot after Juggula's training.

Although most of the time in the dreamland, it was the bastard pointed star who threw him into an extreme environment to destroy himself, in the name of exercising his willpower.

But in the spare time of the first two times in the mountains of swords and seas of fire, Jugula still took the time to systematically train his fighting skills.

He didn't have a suitable weapon in his hand, and Jugula's snake flow didn't suit him.

However, Jugula is an outstanding fighter after all, and he has learned a little bit about the fighting skills of all schools in the universe.

For example, the skills that Nanke is showing now.

"Cosmic boxing, a secret skill!"

Nan Ke posed aggressively, and then punched the Alienated Dagon in the face.

With a light, dexterous figure, and a red body burning with raging power, coupled with the first-ever scale of fighting skills, the Alienated Dagon was beaten back again and again.

Alienated Dagon sewed Dagon's headless corpse and an unlucky and innocent Ragon, and his strength has indeed increased a lot, and even the corrosion and aggressiveness on the spiritual level are far beyond imagination.

But this is of no use to the transformed Nan Ke, at most he just feels sick and awkward.

Ultraman's mental resistance is completely incomparable to that of ordinary humans.

Because of this, the distorted appearance has no substantial effect.On the contrary, it is precisely because of the distorted appearance, broken limbs, and fusion and conflict of consciousness that Dagon and Lagon are also very different in their external attacks.

Dagon hated the giant in front of him, after all, he was the one who had scraped off its fish scales and even cut off his head.And Lagon's consciousness is just the opposite. It hopes that the giant of light can destroy the current twisted one and let it get out of this desperate and sad predicament.

Nan Ke, who was full of anger and was no longer the rookie he used to be, hit the alienated Dagon hard with his immature cosmic fist.

The dark man not far away was not surprised to see the situation of the alienated Dagon.

After all, the sum of the two rubbish wastes is just a slightly larger waste.

Dagon, who was believed by the people of Innsmouth, and the Lord of the Deep Sea whom they worshiped, was indeed not very good in his opinion.

In his view, the only thing worthy of attention in Dagon is Cthulhu behind it.

His haphazard transformation of Dagon may indeed anger the Lord of R'lyeh.

But that didn't matter to him at all.

Anyway, the old rulers, old gods, and even outer gods he provoked are not one or two.One more Cthulhu doesn't matter at all.

This is probably called more debts and no worries.

On the contrary, what he expected more was Ragon.

Novelty toys are always more fun than the original ones.

Unfortunately, Lagon's performance was not very satisfying to him.

That monster was too weak. It was clearly the equivalent of Dagon. It was stronger than all the deep divers. It had a huge body and a strong physique, and it could become bigger or smaller at will.

But I didn't expect that it was indeed such a monster that couldn't bear the burden.

This made him a little dissatisfied.

Sure enough, few of the cards that guy gave were usable.

Sfia on the side of the black pharaoh is already one of the most powerful cards given by that guy.

The monsters in these cards are a great disaster for weak creatures, comparable to some old masters, but they are not worth mentioning in his eyes.

He knew that the black mist held a more terrifying and powerful card, which could even threaten his own existence.

But unfortunately, Black Mist did not trust him.

This is really sad, obviously He has regarded the black mist as a close friend.

This is really a pity.

So poor He can only try to modify new toys by himself.

He is really unlucky and innocent.

The monster that has been painstakingly modified now will be demolished by the evil Ultraman.

This is really a story that saddens the hearer and tears the listener.

The dark man pretended to wipe away the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes, and looked at another monster he had assembled tonight.

Rigadron Hydra.

"Dagon and Hydra are the father and mother gods of the sea."

He folded his hands together, and his face revealed a look of compassion.

"Hydra, the hydra in myths and legends."

The steel monster over there made a terrifying sound of creaking and creaking all over its body. On its neck, terrifying and ferocious steel heads slowly emerged one after another.

Ligadron was originally an unknown energy body, and the reason why it became a monster is also because of the absorbed human emotions and consciousness.

But this time, he directly injected his own consciousness into this energy body very roughly.

How could those noisy human thoughts overwhelm His will.

Rigadron Hydera is now completely a toy transformed by his mind.

"Go, go help your companions and defeat the evil Ultraman."

The dark man looked at Hydera with a smile on his face.

Lijadron Hydera complied with the will of the great Nyarlathotep, and the body made of steel made a sharp and piercing sound.

He rushed straight towards the giant.

(End of this chapter)