One punch to an Ultraman, you say you are Golzan

A stream of purple energy shot out like a bullet, instantly piercing through the chest of the dinosaur elder as he headed towards the crack.

Blood gushed out of his chest and the dinosaur elder fell to the ground. As he looked relieved, he saw Xiao Wo's figure approaching and his pair of big purple eyes slowly opened.

"I'm sorry you're walking too slowly.

I...see you again!"

Just a little bit... The dinosaur man opened his eyes unwillingly, and there was no longer the calmness in his eyes. He was full of resentment towards Aminus, "I... I should have killed him in the first place..."

Bang!

Aaminos jumped high and pressed hard on the dinosaur man's broken chest. The dinosaur man's eyes bulged, his last breath was forcibly interrupted, his pupils completely dimmed, and he was silent.

Aminos didn't notice this. With red eyes, it jumped up and down repeatedly on the body of the dinosaur man. It crushed him for dozens of rounds, making the snowman Snokelan who was still on the field tremble.

Chen Mo did not interrupt Aaminos' actions, but waited quietly for Aaminos to vent his emotions.

"Thank you, sir!" After a while, Aminos took out an energy light ball from the mutilated body of the dinosaur man and handed it to Chen Mo, saying respectfully.

"It's nothing. You deserve it." Chen Mo turned to look at Snowman Snowkilan, who was too cautious to move. "Let's go. It's time to fulfill your promise."

Chen Mo did not suddenly become merciful and let Snowkilan go.

It was because during the battle, he gradually recognized these super beasts that had appeared in Ace's world through the deformed Dragelli.

After a brief moment of surprise, Chen Mo's dull expression was immediately replaced by indescribable joy, because these guys were simply a blessing to him.

Just a simple massacre.

He harvested fifteen energy beads and the energy of twenty-five monsters. You have to know that it may not be possible to accumulate so much energy in the Tiga world for half a year, but now he got these easily in less than an afternoon.

After asking Snowkilan and the others and getting the news that the Yabo people were hunting monsters in another dimension, Chen Mo's mind became more active.

Today, a crushing victory won the KPI of the Tiga world for most of the year. The strength is expected to increase by more than 50%. If we go to the Yabo people’s headquarters to rob them, no, visit them, we will gain a huge amount of energy.

Combined with his power of faith that can improve energy absorption efficiency, wouldn't Chen Mo be able to kick the evil god Gatanjea and punch the god Kirieloid as soon as he returns to the world of Tiga?

What a bullshit, just stand aside and let your father step back!

These old guys still want to make trouble, do they know what Ace Golzan is? ! [Tactical Hips! ]

Return to your thoughts from the beautiful vision.

Back to normal.

Chen Mo’s primary goal now is to visit the Yabo people’s lair. Compared to other cunning monsters as tour guides, the more honest and simple Snowkilan naturally becomes Chen Mo’s only choice.

After all, not everyone can provide medical first aid, and stab a teammate to death...

Without further ado, Chen Mo clenched the energy beads and stored all the huge energy in his body.

Then he set a location mark for Snowkilan and threatened him skillfully.

Chen Mo and his group were preparing to move towards the Yabo people's lair. At this moment.

Didi didi! ! !

A sharp sound suddenly rang out in the entire silent subspace. Snowkilan seemed to remember something and his expression suddenly changed.

Chen Mo's gaze quickly focused on the pile of corpses not far away. His figure disappeared for a moment, and when he reappeared at the same place, Chen Mo had Brocken's corpse in his hand.

Grab the body and shake it upside down.

A pitch-black instrument fell to the ground and continued to vibrate.

Is this... a phone?

"What is this? Who is calling?" Chen Mo threw away Brocken's body, pointed at the "one" displayed on the instrument screen, turned to ask the nervous Snowkilan.

"This... This is the communicator that Master Yabo configured."

Snowkilan lowered his voice very low, and seemed very nervous, and said quickly: "The communicator is a device that Lord Yabo uses to give new orders and communicate with the hunting team.

If I don’t answer the call...given its personality, it will definitely become suspicious and the consequences will be disastrous, but now..."

Snowkilan looked at Brocken, who had become a corpse at his feet. The meaning was self-evident.

"Then answer it now." Chen Mo handed the vibrating phone to him.

Snow Jilan was startled, "But..."

"There's nothing to worry about. Just do as I say." Chen Mo said in a firm tone.

Snow Jilan immediately shut up. His life was now in Chen Mo's hands...

"Lord Yabo!" Snowkilan took the phone, forced himself to calm down, pressed the answer button and immediately spoke respectfully.

"...Snokilan, why is it you?" A slightly sharp voice came from the other side, "Where's Brocken?"

"I....we are still fighting the people from the dinosaur tribe."

Snowkilan glanced at Chen Mo, and after receiving an affirmative look, he became more confident and continued: "Lord Brocken is commanding the battlefield and gave me the communicator..."

"Hmm?" The tone on the other end of the phone was unfriendly: "Didn't I ask you to bring Doragli with you?

"Can't you take down a group of low-level dinosaurs? Or... are you stealing their prey?"

"No!" Snowkilan glanced at the dinosaur elders and the corpse of Doragli on the battlefield and began to lie, "Those dinosaurs have a powerful chief who held Doragli back!"

As Snowkilan made up the story, his legs couldn't help but tremble.

Looking at the dead silent battlefield, he seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly stretched out his hand towards Xiaowo, then pretended to shout: "Lord Brocken is in danger!"

Under Chen Mo's gaze, Xiao Wo nodded ignorantly, jumped up, and slammed hard on the body of the dinosaur elder.

It made a loud bang.

"Lord Yabo." Snowkilan gave Xiaowo a thumbs up and continued anxiously: "Brocken was injured. I have to go help him. I'll hang up first..."

"and many more."

Snowkilan's expression tensed, and he asked respectfully, "What's wrong, sir?"

"You, let Brocken answer the communicator."

"My Lord, you are joking." Snowkilan said, "How can Lord Brocken answer the communicator while fighting on the battlefield? The war is urgent, and I have to rush over to help now!"

"I say, let Brocken take the communicator."

"But..."

Snowkilan was still trying to make things easier, but the next words from the Yabo people frightened it so much that it trembled all over, as if it had fallen into an ice cave.

"Brocken couldn't have been killed by you, right?" The Yabo man said with a half-smile and a long tone.