Ultra: The copy challenge is very simple?

Chapter 598 Miracle, the power of the plasma spark tower, Giga Specium rays

In that alien battlefield filled with billowing smoke and raging flames, the fierce battle that just ended left behind devastation.

The first Ultraman stood like a lonely statue in the center of the devastated ruins.

His body was shaking, and every inch of his muscle seemed to be burned by fire, making him wail in pain.

Fatigue and pain were like a surging tide, enveloping him tightly, leaving him no room to breathe. Sweat slid down his rock-hard face and hit the broken and scorched ground under his feet.

Just when the first Ultraman was almost completely crushed by the overwhelming fatigue and pain, a gentle voice with endless firmness and strength sounded quietly in the depths of his consciousness: "Ultraman, you have tried your best and done well enough. It is time to take a good rest. The rest of the mission can be handed over to others."

The sound was like a warm and gentle breeze in spring, gently brushing across his scarred and broken heart, bringing a moment of comfort.

Then, another steady voice echoed in his mind: "You don't need to fall into the quagmire of self-blame. You have successfully completed what you should do."

The first Ultraman raised his head slightly, his eyes filled with struggle and desire.

Yes, he longed so much for a good rest. As long as he gently closed his eyes and let himself sink into the endless dark abyss, all the pain and fatigue would disappear in an instant. He would be able to get rid of the heavy shackles and regain his relaxation.

At this moment, he felt as if his eyelids were filled with lead, as heavy as a thousand pounds. Every time he blinked, it was like a difficult struggle with the weight of the whole world. His body seemed to be carrying a huge planet on its back. Every step he took was accompanied by piercing pain, as if countless steel needles were piercing his bones and muscles.

Just when the first Ultraman was almost knocked to the ground by the surging fatigue, the twisted body of Chaos in the outside world was like a nightmare twisted by darkness, exuding a creepy and chilling breath, just like a horrible demon from the deepest part of hell.

Chaos the First looked down at the First Ultraman who was lying on the ground with a weak breath, his eyes flashing with a cold light of mockery and contempt, and a mocking sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth. His voice was sharp and piercing: "Humph, so weak, is the so-called true body only so weak?"

After saying this, it shook its head in disdain, turned around and prepared to leave, ready to rush to the next battlefield to find the next prey worthy of its destruction.

However, just as Chaos I was about to step out of the battlefield, an abnormal wave suddenly stirred up in this space like a huge rock thrown into a calm lake.

It suddenly stopped, and a complex expression of surprise and shock appeared on its face: "This is...?"

In the distance, the towering plasma spark tower, like a cosmic lighthouse, was shining with an unprecedented strange light. The light was like the brightest stars in the vast universe, instantly illuminating the battlefield that had been shrouded in darkness for a long time.

A mysterious, powerful, unprecedented wave is spreading continuously from the core depths of the Plasma Spark Tower.

This wave contained a terrifying energy that frightened even the first generation of Chaos. It was as if it came from the deepest part of the universe, a power of judgment that transcended all rules, with unstoppable majesty and holiness.

Then, the plasma spark tower opened a cosmic fireworks feast, scattering countless golden energy fragments. They were like burning golden meteors, dragging long and brilliant tails, crossing the inky black night sky.

In Chaos the First's eyes that were wide open with shock, the First Ultraman's body, at the moment it came into contact with these energy fragments, seemed to be ignited by a spark of hope, emitting a soft yet dazzling glow.

This glimmer of light is like the first ray of sunlight penetrating the clouds at dawn, blooming with endless power and vitality in this dark and desperate battlefield.

In a twinkling, the timer on the chest of the first Ultraman, which had been flashing a warning red light and beating rapidly, has returned to a deep and tranquil blue, no longer flashing as anxiously as before; at the same time, his eyes have regained their bright and firm light, just like a long-sleeping lion finally awakening from a long slumber, exuding an awe-inspiring majesty.

He stood up slowly and steadily, his posture straight as a pine tree and his aura as powerful as a rainbow, as if he had regained the supreme glory and power as the guardian of the universe.

"What? How is this possible? You have been completely defeated by me!" Chaos the First Generation widened his eyes, his eyes filled with incredible madness and anger, and roared hysterically.

There was no way it could accept the shocking fact before it: the opponent that had just been easily defeated by it and was on the verge of despair, was now like a phoenix reborn from the ashes, standing tall on the battlefield again.

"Humph, but even if you can stand up again, what can it do? Since I can beat you down once, I can easily beat you down a second time!"

Chaos was furious, and the rage in his heart was like a volcano about to erupt. He swung his strong fist quickly, with a whistling sound and a sharp scream, like a cannonball, and smashed it straight at the first generation Ultraman who was standing up again in front of him.

However, this time, the performance of the first Ultraman was like an amazing miracle, which was completely beyond Chaos's expectations.

The First Ultraman looked calm and composed. He slowly spread out one hand. His movements seemed gentle but contained endless power. He steadily caught the fierce fist of Chaos the First Ultraman that was filled with endless strength.

At that moment, time seemed to be paused by an invisible hand, and the whole world froze.

The fist of Chaos the First seemed to have fallen into an endless abyss with no bottom to it. No matter how hard he tried, he could not shake the First Ultraman at all, let alone make him retreat even a step.

"How could this happen? Why did this happen?" Chaos the First was filled with resentment and confusion. A hint of madness and determination flashed in his eyes. He moved his strong left leg and, with an indomitable momentum, kicked the First Ultraman hard in the abdomen.

The first Ultraman reacted quickly, like a nimble light and shadow, he easily dodged sideways and cleverly avoided the fatal blow.

Then, he was quick to stretch out his powerful hand and tightly grasped Chaos the First's arm. Using his own strength and clever techniques, he threw Chaos the First high up in the air with a beautiful and clean shoulder throw and threw him out heavily.

The first generation of Chaos was thrown into the air, and the anger and humiliation in his heart reached the peak. He was already furious. He raised his arm and frantically gathered purple chaotic energy. The energy was like a surging black tide, surging and roaring wildly on his arm, as if he wanted to swallow up the whole world.

The next moment, its arm instantly transformed into a huge purple eight-point halo. The edge of the halo flashed with sharp cold light, and with a sharp and piercing whistling sound, it slashed towards the first generation Ultraman fiercely like a lightning bolt.

Wherever the Eight-Point Light Wheel passed, the air seemed to be violently torn apart by an invisible giant hand, making a heart-pounding and piercing sound. The first generation Ultraman's eyes were as firm as iron, and he reacted quickly without hesitation, squatting slightly, like a cheetah about to pounce on its prey, accumulating all his strength in an instant.

Just when the Eight-Point Light Wheel was about to hit him, the First Ultraman suddenly jumped up, drew a graceful arc in the air, and then turned gorgeously and neatly, avoiding the fatal blow by a hair's breadth.

Then the First Generation gathered strength in his arms, and azure light filled his arms.

"How could this happen?"

"This power, why?"

"Why did you get this kind of power!?"

Under Chaos' horrified gaze, the First Generation put his arms in a cross shape, and then a ray of light tens of meters wide shot out from it.

The azure light shot towards Chaos the First Generation like lightning that pierced through the night sky.

Chaos the First quickly gathered his own ultimate move - Chaos Spacium Ray.

However, the purple light was swallowed up in an instant like a small water gun.

The azure light hit Chaos the First's body, causing him great pain.

Gigabit Specium Light!