Evil tiga is neither evil nor tiga

What he said caused Nangong to doubt.

Why would the other party know about their situation?

Is it a false cliché?

Or---

"The darkness in your body is almost swallowing you, isn't it? You should know what you should do now compared to fighting?"

The question Nangong thought about went back to the beginning, why did the other party know about his situation?

At this time, Kiri Airod spoke again:

"It's just a suggestion."

He raised his index finger on his right hand, as if for emphasis.

"Join us and pay tribute to us Kirielods. In this way, we will help you master the darkness in your body. Not only that, but when the time comes, you can guide the humans you protect at will."

This should be a good enough condition.

Hearing the other party's words, Nangong frowned.

"Are you still planning to rule mankind?"

He asked Kirierod back.

"It's not ruling, it's guiding."

"Do you want to be gods that much?"

"We are gods."

After the conversation ended, there was a short silence, and Nangong asked again:

"You don't seem to have any reaction to the death of your companion."

He had dealt with a Balrog warrior in the battle and prevented the opponent's plan, but he didn't expect that he would be recruited in reverse now.

"If a soldier dies and a stronger one is gained, then this should also be a necessary sacrifice."

Kirierod said casually, there is no way to kill some compatriots just because of the plan.

"I see."

Nangong expressed his understanding, and in the next moment, the hook kick he threw was quickly dodged.

"In this situation---"

Just dodged the first blow, and quickly chased a new blow. Kirierod really wanted to attack the opponent's lower body, but when the second backspin kick stabilized his body, the chasing consecutive punches Blooming right ahead.

"Fighting against old age——"

The raised right hand was deflected by the sweeping back of the hand, and the huge force even made the whole body stagger.

"Isn't it... huh?!"

The knee hit hit one step before the defense was formed, and Kyrierod, who was beaten with an arched back, was unable to resist, and the smashed elbow hit the back of the neck precisely.

"It's not a good thing to talk too much in battle."

Nangong lifted his foot down, and the blow almost filled the enemy's sight. He chose to defeat the opponent before capturing him for interrogation.

Just then, the flames turned the surroundings orange.

In an instant, the high temperature spread in all directions, and there was no one in the deep part of the park, and the dense trees covered up what happened here.

The darkness was dispelled, so the young man who had flipped back and landed could be clearly seen.

Raising his head suddenly, Nangong saw a fireball shooting out in front of his eyes.

In the state of mimicking a human being, Kirierod did not lose the power to manipulate flames.

Parting the body, parting the body again, the swinging upper body avoids the consecutive bullets of hell flames, and the right leg that is stepped on is cleverly exerted force, and the shattered and bounced cement block explodes while blocking the attack.

Behind the gray dust, before Kyrierod could pursue him, the blurry shadow rushed over quickly.

It wasn't a human being, it was the second cement slab that was slammed like a projectile.

The condensed flames strengthened again, and this time, the spurted flames directly burned everything in front of them to ashes.

Whether it was cement blocks, dust, or air, they all turned a clear orange-red.

There was only one person, his clothes were stained with mud, and Kirierod's attack spread out in a fan shape. Before being hit, the accelerated Nangong lowered his body, closing the distance with the sliding shovel.

When the enemy realized it, it was too late, he bounced off the ground, and swung his clenched fist with all his strength.

The Kiriarods don't have a real body, but a pure spiritual life body, and ordinary physical attacks cannot cause damage.

However, the current Nangong also has no body, but a combination of spirit and dark energy.

Then, a blow hit the face, and there was a strong pain. Just as the Kiriarod flew out due to the explosive force, his feet were pulled.

Nangong's speed was unbelievably fast, he lost his balance, flew up, immediately grabbed and pulled back.

Aiming at the face for the second time, he slammed down hard.

The contact with the enemy made him not have to worry about the enemy running away in any other way, and being trapped in the head of the Kiriarod who was blasted in the face.

Before he could pursue further, he felt a strong burning sensation.

"!"

In all directions, in an instant, Kirierod's hellfire bullets dispelled all the darkness in this area. Fire is both light and damage.

At the moment when his attention was being drawn, the Kirielod man captured by Nangong also cooperated with the attack. The flames that spewed out were avoided by leaning back, but they still hit the trembling clothes.

Nangong felt the weight in his hands lighten, and the enemy who had cut off his legs quickly backed away.

Without using legs at all, the floating Kirielod is like a ghost.

Nangong rushed forward and started to run, feeling the heat, his body was swinging like a rubber band without bones.

Aiming at one of the enemies, the fist just brushed past.

There was a burst of laughter like silver bells, and the Kiriairods who flew directly into the air opened up the distance in this unique way.

Bending his legs, the light of attack was reflected in the sight of Nangong who jumped up.

He is a human being, and the enemy is not.

Staring closely at his figure, the prison fire bullets blasted at the seemingly thin body, once, twice, three times, the fireball directly blasted Nangong to the ground, one after another, suppressing him like a submachine gun.

Suffering from the high temperature, Nangong pierced the ground with ten fingers, and lifted the ground in a rough way, and the huge cement slab was smashed into pieces in an instant.

The shards were all that was needed, and he sprang to his feet, using them as a platform.

The unexpected action made Kirielod people unable to react for a while, and Nangong's hand knife accurately hit the locked enemy.

He couldn't feel the touch of the flesh, and he didn't feel the wetness of blood, but the Kiriarod was divided into upper and lower parts.

With a slap of the left hand, the prison flame bullet was sent flying.

Just when he was about to move on, his whole body fell forward.

His eyes moved down immediately, and the strange hands stretched out from the ground locked his legs.

'Tsk. '

Just when he fell to the ground, new arms and palms appeared, binding him firmly to the ground.

Not only the limbs, but also the body, even the neck felt the touch, and the head floated out of the ground.

"Why not use energy attack?"

"It's of no use to you yet."

"Does that mean it won't work?"

The next moment, scorching heat pressed against his face, and the prison flame bullets exploded at zero distance.

The flames continued to output, and at this moment, pain came.

"Uh?!"

There was no poise at all, what got rid of this situation was Nangong's gritted teeth, gnawing on the palm of the enemy.

The body exerted force, supported the ground with both hands, and pulled hard, pulling the Kiriarods out of the ground.

The enemy has no weight at all, and in terms of strength, he is much stronger.

Before the enemy in front had time to react from the 'bitten' situation, they found their companions smashed over.

The two rolled into a ball, the sky was once again dyed with color, and the dozens of bullets that fell were only a short distance away from hitting.

The one who blocked the attack was the Kyriairod who just let go and wanted to leave, but was grabbed by the palm pierced into the ground and pulled out.

His companion's attack burned him to ashes, and the other two Kyriairods who left to avoid being affected no longer restrained Nangong's feet.

Left, right, walking in a curved arc at a speed beyond the limit of human beings, the outstretched hand pierced the ground again, pulling out the enemy who had sneaked into the ground and wanted to escape.

A full-strength blow directly penetrated the Kirielod's chest. There was no blood or internal organs inside. This kind of injury was not enough to count as a major injury.

As a result, his head was directly smashed.

Nangong knew that the enemy did not have a physical body, and the easiest way was to destroy it directly with energy.

But now he can only use such a stupid method to destroy the enemy.

Blow after blow smashed the enemy's body, and finally, the remaining bloodless neck disappeared naturally.

The sound of sirens in the distance echoed on the street, and the fireball falling from the sky had already aroused the vigilance of the citizens. They dialed the phone and reported the abnormal situation to the police.

"Stupid, Empat."

Without attacking again, the people of Kirialod floating in the sky gathered together.

"You are still living in that distant past, nothing changed from 3000 million years ago, just a stale relic of the old era."

They accused and mocked the giant of darkness below, inheriting the body of an ultra-ancient warrior, but their thinking was still stubborn.

"Unlike you, we are the gods who will bring new hope to mankind."

This time, it was the Kirielod who appeared behind him who spoke.

They appeared from the ground like ghosts.

"Wait, your final stage is ready."

Leaving the last words, Nangong, who turned around and made a surprise attack, was only in vain.

"..."

The battle is over, is it a victory?Still lost?

He tried to use the spirit-driven Ultra power, but he couldn't detect the movement around him, only some residual traces.

'Ghost... is it? '

In other words, under the current circumstances, he may be attacked and monitored at any time.

'but......'

What exactly is going on?

Why are there so many Kiriarodians, and where did they come from?

During this time, what happened?

Could it be that the Kyriairods have always been hidden in human society, and the number is much larger than imagined?

Not even a single one was caught alive. Hearing the approaching sirens, Nangong left the mess behind and quickly left the park.

The clothes on his upper body had already been burned to ashes, and the trousers on his lower body also had a lot of scorched black and holes.

Quickly stepping on the wall and running up, Nangong climbed up to the roof to feel the cool breeze.

"..."

What to do next?

I began to think about this question in my heart.

The days in the Nishinomiya family were very happy and relaxed. The lively family gave him no time to think about his own affairs.

But even if you don't think about it, the reality will not change in any way.

'I'm not human, I'm Ultraman, and I'm also human. '