This Ultraman Has No Morals

The head in the gray robe is really big inside the hood, but the outline of the face looks normal.

"It's impolite, your father Yas has to politely call me senior when he sees me."

"Who are you, does your mother know that you are so crazy?"

The gray-robed man put down the box in his hand, and then Worm flew upside down, but the gray-robed man didn't move a step at all.

"You have to learn to respect people at a young age. For Hill's sake, I don't have the same knowledge as you."

Wurm got up, and a fist mark appeared on his chest at some point.

"who are you."

The gray-robed man ignored him, and squatted in front of the safe and started fiddling with the lock on the box.

"It's useless. If this thing could be opened casually, it wouldn't be placed here."

"Crack."

As soon as Worm finished speaking, the safe was opened, and the gigabit combat device fell into the hands of the gray-robed man.

"wipe!"

The gray-robed man turned his head to look at Worm.

"Tell Ken that his days are numbered and the Kingdom of Light is about to become history."

Worm didn't have time to talk to him, so he summoned Palaji's Spear and rushed forward.

"Flame Dragon Drill!"

The gray-robed man raised his hand and grabbed the tip of Palaji's gun with ease, and all the flames on it were extinguished.

"Young people are impulsive. I didn't want to fight with you, but you provoked me again and again. Let me teach you a lesson."

After finishing speaking, a layer of colorful energy appeared in the man's hand, and then he punched Worm in the stomach.

"Uh!"

Wurm snorted, a sharp pain hit, and his mind was instantly emptied.

"Ste... Rum energy..."

After saying the last sentence, Wurm let go of Palaji's gun, and he fainted on the ground.

The gray-robed man looked at the Palaji gun in his hand and exclaimed.

"A good weapon, it's mine..."

"Ong!"

Unexpectedly, Palaji's gun flew into the air after breaking away from Worm's control, and his whole body was covered by colorful rays of light, which shook the gray-robed man's hand away.

"The power of rules... Hmph, what a pity."

After being shaken away, the gray-robed man didn't care about Palaji's gun anymore, because he knew that it could no longer be obtained. He glanced at Worm who was fainting at his feet again, and tore open a space channel to take Gigabit to fight. Yi walked in.

. . . . . . .

In the cosmic prison, two Kyriairods sneaked in quietly, and found Tregia with a gloomy face.

"Red Eye of the Blue Race, that's right, you are Tregear, right? Come with us, we are here to save you."

Tregear turned his head and glanced at the two Kyriairods.

"Ah."

One of the Kyriairods frowned.

"What are you looking at?"

"Look what's wrong with you."

"Try another look?"

"Just try it."

"You t..."

The Kirielod next to him hurriedly grabbed his companion.

"Why are you fighting with him? Get him out quickly."

After speaking, the Kyriairod took out an instrument and put it on the ground, and all the railings that focused on Tregia were retracted underground.

"Okay, come out quickly, we are ready to retreat, time is running out."

Tregear lay on the bed and cast a glance at the two of them, then turned over.

The irascible Kirielod were furious.

"Are you sick, come out quickly, I don't have time to spend with you, when Brother Ott comes back, you won't be able to leave even if you want to."

Tregear raised the shackles in his hand.

"Untie it for me, or I won't leave."

"Let's go first. I'll explain it to you on the way. It's a waste of time to do this now."