Ultraman Secret Key

Chapter 115 The Whiplash

night sky.

The stars are twinkling, adding magnificent light to the dark sky, the deep black reveals the blue of the blue sky, blooming mist in the lonely starry sky, it is extremely beautiful, very touching.

But, it is in such a beautiful night.

"Pfft--!"

The viscous green sap exploded like a splash of water, throwing it towards the sky, and the pure sky was immediately defiled by this sap.

The air is filled with a strange pungent smell, wrapped in a deep sticky smell, rushing towards the tip of people's noses.

At this time, people just woke up from the shock just now, looking at the juice splashed out by Qijiela, their hearts ached, as if a big piece of heart had been pulled off.

That's Qijiela, the incomparably precious Qijiela, the Qijiela who can bring him back to his dream.

They still want to return to the illusory dream during the day, so Qijiela is indispensable to them, but now, the Ultraman who protects them actually wants to destroy their dream.

Unforgivable.

Immediately, raging anger was ignited in the hearts of the people, which turned into words of hatred and spewed out.

"Dijia, get out of here, we don't need your protection!"

"Tiga, go, Qijiela is more important than you."

"..."

The language of this sentence is extremely high.

Also turned into a sharp blade.

It also turned into a poisonous spike.

It also turned into a piercing arrow.

Carrying no previous affection at all.

Bombarded again and again in the hearts of Tiga and Aix.

Even a heart as hard as iron can't bear this piercing feeling full of holes.

But what is even more firm is Dagu's will to never give up.

"I believe in myself. This is the way to guide mankind to the right track. Only in this way... everyone can lead to a better future!"

Suddenly, Dijia raised his head abruptly, his bright milky white eyes were extremely dazzling, since it was a clear night sky full of stars, it also exuded a unique light.

Bright, eye-catching.

It seems to be able to awaken people's hope.

"JUA———!"

Di Jia's unique voice sounded loudly.

Immediately, followed by an iron fist that was raised high, and with a mighty force, it suddenly fell down.

"Boom boom boom boom boom boom——!"

Accompanied by the angry fist, Tiga's iron fist landed on the thick bud of Qijiela like this.

For a while, Di Jia felt the soft feeling brought by the buds in his heart.

For a while, Qijiela also felt the pain brought by Tiga's iron fist.

For a moment, the scene of flying yellow dust was reflected in people's pupils.

The ground cracked, and the soil turned up high due to Qijiela's sudden shaking, and Qijiela's white and silky fibrous roots were clearly visible.

"sell----!"

The pain made Qijiela also let out a muffled sound, giving people the feeling that this is not just a plant, but an animal.

"Crack!"

The soil suddenly rolled up.

Dust also filled the air.

Several thick, long and solid vines broke through the shackles of the heavy ground, and sprang out from behind Qijiela, the sharp vine tips were extremely sharp.

"Crack——!"

There was the sound of air being rubbed against.

This is the sound of breaking the sky.

The sharp vine tips rushed straight towards Di Jia's face.

The strong wind blew, and the blade-like vine tips shone with dazzling white light.

The space exploded, and arrow-like vines broke through the boundaries of time and space.

Dijia was startled suddenly, retracted the hand he had just raised, stopped the iron fist that was about to hit Qijiela again, his body spun suddenly after reacting quickly, and the soles of his feet hit the ground half a circle as if oiled.

"Well--!"

The sharp vine tip exudes an astonishing aura, and a strong wind sweeps past Di Jia's head.

The milky white eyes easily caught the figure of this thick vine, so close that Tijia could clearly see the spikes protruding from the vine.

Di Jia, who narrowly escaped the blow, immediately took a few steps back, out of the attack range of the Zijla vines, so that he could attack again.

When did the human beings not far below see such a scene at such a close distance? Just at that moment, they all felt the movement of the sky collapsing.

The people who were still cursing Di Jia couldn't help but stop their fire and began to fear.

After all, humans are still humans.

Fear of death, fear of pain.

Facing Di Jia, they dared to say that the other party would not hurt themselves, so they were relieved to aggressively insult Di Jia.

But for Zijra.

They don't have any confidence anymore. As far as they are concerned, they are takers. Who knows whether Qijiela will hurt them, and with such a shaky momentum, who can guarantee that there will be no accidents.

So, they fear.

So, they start running away.

Fleeing towards the bottom of the mountain, far away.

But still, he didn't let Qijiela's giant shadow leave his eyes.

Tiga, on the other hand, resolutely faced Zijra.

Evading the threat of the deadly vine, Tija attacked Zijra again.

"Snapped--!"

The soles of his feet stepped heavily on the ground, and the soft grass left Dijia's huge footprints, his figure was like a gust of wind, passing through the air.

Quickly coming to Qijiela, regardless of the vines stretching their teeth and claws around him, he lifted his feet quickly, like a heavy hammer, and hit Qijiela's body heavily.

"Boom!—boom!"

Dijia alternated his feet like this, kicking Qijiela with gravity, and his fists did not show any weakness, and smashed hard on Qijiela's flower buds.

"Wow--!!!"

The ground rolled, and several thick vines broke through the rock formation and sprang out of the ground. People don't know how many vines are still hidden in the ground.

"brush--!"

Seemingly unable to bear Tiga's attack, Zijela also launched a fierce counterattack against Tiga. The vines turned into hard whips, broke through the air barrier, and lashed towards Tiga's back again and again.

Di Jia's milky white eyes flashed suddenly, sensing the threat posed behind him.

Ignoring the huge Qijiela standing still behind him, he temporarily set his target on the vines attacking behind him.

"Snapped!"

Raising his arm, Di Jia blocked the vines in front of him, preventing him from advancing or retreating.This is a defensive move that is often used. Using the block to block the vines in front of and behind him, Dijia grabbed the vines with his palms up, raised his right hand, and turned it into a long knife to slash.

"pat--"

Violent sparks rose from it and splashed out.

The whipped vine was cut off by Di Jia with a knife, and the broken section fell to the ground weakly, twitching unconsciously.

Green viscous sap flowed from the split opening, exuding the unique fragrance of flowers and plants.

But just as he was blocking the vine and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, Di Jia's face changed suddenly.

And behind him, the vines that had been waiting for a long time for the remaining few days received the same message, and suddenly moved, sweeping from both sides of Di Jia.

The air is forcibly torn apart.

The storm was blown up by it.

The danger is greatly increased by it.

The space was also torn apart, and the vines swept in with their strong wind, and slammed down on Di Jia.

"Snapped--!"

This time it was the voice from Tiga's back.

Screeching sound of whipping.

Suddenly, merciless pain penetrated Di Jia's brain, stimulating his strong nerve endings.

　Chapter 1 is on the shelves. There should be three changes today. Forgive my hand speed. I am also improving my writing recently. I am not used to it.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)