Ultraman: The Grim Reaper from Ancient Times

Chapter 6 Spiritual Pressure! Soul Suppression!
Tails stiffly turned his head, trying to check the situation.

brush!
Suddenly, a blinding white blade flashed past, and he felt a blur before his eyes.

A figure had already swiftly passed by him.

The three monsters surrounding him trembled slightly, swayed, and then collapsed heavily to the ground.

The hideous head also separated from the neck and rolled to the side.

Tails was taken aback, but finally managed to make out the man's appearance: "Lord Rein?"

Raine slowly sheathed his sword and stood up, turning back to nod gently at him: "Are you alright?"

"No, it's okay."

Tails stammered, "Who was that just now?"

So fast!

So strong!

Is this the result of Lord Rein's training?
If only he could possess that kind of power...
Rein shook his head slightly: "Spiritual pressure is my innate ability. I was just lucky just now. I happened to use spiritual pressure to scare these monsters. Otherwise, it wouldn't have been so easy to deal with them."

"Otherwise, the battle wouldn't have ended so easily."

This wasn't him being modest; it was the truth.

Of course, the most important thing is that they overestimated the monsters' resistance to spiritual pressure.

He was previously training his slashing skills at the same old place.

However, due to the bombardment from countless railguns, they had to stop and come to check the situation.

He happened to see Tails in danger, which forced him to intervene.

Although his slashing skills improved continuously during this period, his physical strength was ultimately limited.

Therefore, their assessment of their own combat strength has always been relatively conservative.

He was prepared to retreat immediately upon being provoked.

The main objective is still to save Tails.

However, he underestimated the suppressive power of his spiritual pressure and overestimated the life forms in this universe's ability to withstand spiritual pressure.

The sudden burst of spiritual pressure actually achieved such an unexpected effect.

He examined the corpses of the three monsters before him and fell into thought: "Their physical characteristics still show traces of some well-known monsters from later generations, but they are still quite different from monsters from later generations."

"Judging by appearance, its strength should be much weaker than those monsters of later generations."

Is this the original version?

For example, one of them resembles the two-headed bird Panton, but it only has one head.

A monster similar to the bodyguard Black King, but much thinner than Black King, and capable of emitting beams of light.

The last one resembles the giant cosmic monster Bemular, but has thick forelimbs.

Thinking of Juda, who is resurrected every 50,000 years, stronger each time, but is sealed away each time.

Renn pondered for a moment: "It seems that cosmic civilizations will face survival of the fittest and thus follow the law of the jungle. Monsters are the same; they will continue to evolve."

"That's why the current cosmic monsters are much weaker than the cosmic monsters of later generations."

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This scene was witnessed by Mold, who was secretly observing.

He was astonished: "What a strange energy reaction! It seems different from everyone else's. Is it a mutant?"

"Moreover, compared to the people of other peaceful countries who have no fighting ability, this guy is more like a battle-hardened warrior."

"It also possesses impeccable swordsmanship skills."

"What an anomaly."

But then he laughed: "Finally, there's someone interesting on this planet."

He then gave an order to an alien next to him: "I am determined to get the Plasma Spark. We can't let this guy become a variable. Go, send Gua soldiers to encircle and annihilate it."

The alien asked curiously, "King Mold, why don't you take action yourself?"

Mold's eyes were fierce. He grabbed the man's neck, lifted him up, and pulled him in front of him: "Do you want me to use my strength to bully the weak?"

The alien was terrified: "No, no..."

"Just some guy with decent swordsmanship skills, not worth my time." Mold brandished his axe: "My power is only meant to be used against the strong!"

The aliens were speechless.

It was a surprisingly steadfast commitment.

It's unbelievable that an emperor of the dark faction could possess such noble moral qualities. Yet, the cosmic being was also somewhat puzzled.

Does commanding an army to invade other civilizations not count as bullying the weak?
But he didn't dare ask, and could only bite the bullet and sheepishly issue the order.

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Kingdom of Light.

Tails, struggling to stay upright, cried out, "Lord Rein, hurry! The Plasma Spark Tower is in danger! The Gua Empire's target is the Plasma Spark!"

Ryan looked at him, paused for a moment, and then said, "Okay!"

Having unexpectedly transmigrated to this world, he received too many blessings from the Land of Light.

His unreliable system was so unreliable that he might never be able to return to his original world. Perhaps in the years to come, this place would become his second home.

He would not stand idly by, neither out of sentiment nor reason.

He turned and headed towards the plasma spark tower.

A plasma spark tower is a massive device built during the process of creating plasma sparks to carry the energy of the plasma sparks and spread it to every corner of the planet.

The plasma spark is located inside this tall tower.

Raine was about to leave.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, he looked warily at the sky.

Shinigami possess the ability to sense the spiritual pressure of others, and can perceive the strength of an enemy by the intensity of that spiritual pressure.

Although this is the Ultraman universe, there are still some commonalities.

The higher the level of life of a being, the stronger its soul naturally becomes.

Prior to this, Renn had noticed that among the fleet of ships in space, there was a life form whose spiritual pressure he could sense from afar, and he could feel immense pressure!

And now, in that very direction, several powerful spiritual pressures are approaching him.

Ah! Chirp! Eh!

Suddenly, a series of strange cries rang out.

Then a dozen or so figures were seen falling down.

These figures have horns on their heads and hold crescent-shaped blades in their hands.

Gua soldiers.

With an average height of 53 meters and a weight of 40,000 tons, they are the lowest-ranking gigantic soldiers in the Gua Legion, skilled in close combat, and are considered cannon fodder on the battlefield.

These grunts are products of mass-produced technology.

It was rapidly grown by cultivating some cosmic cells.

In battles against the enemy, victory is often achieved through sheer numbers.

"It seems I'm being closely monitored."

Raine whispered.

But they remained dignified and fearless.

Even in battles of equal strength, knowing yourself and your enemy is the key to victory.

Let alone dealing with these small fry?

The power system that Raine possesses is completely foreign to this universe, and anyone who is unaware of his information is likely to suffer a great loss.

A dozen or so soldiers hopped and skipped toward him.

Without hesitation, Raine unleashed his spiritual pressure, then leaped into the air and delivered a flying kick to one of the henchmen.

Seeing this, many of the soldiers threw their crescent blades into the air.

Seeing this, Renn snorted coldly, and the next moment his falling body suddenly stopped, abruptly halting in mid-air.

Then he pushed off with his feet.

Under the dumbfounded gazes of the many henchmen, Renn actually doubled his jump, turning at a right angle in mid-air, and landed on the ground, cleaving one of the henchmen in two with a single strike.

Tails was completely dumbfounded.

Even Mold was surprised.

That wasn't flying at all; this thing can actually run in the air? And even jump?

This is something that simple flight simply cannot achieve.

That's practically playing with the planet's gravity.

This completely violates the laws of physics!
(End of this chapter)