People in Ultraman: Dark Summoning

Mayumi Shinjo stuck out her tongue playfully and muttered softly:

"If I looked like my brother, I would never get married!"

Zongfang glanced at everyone, noticed the tiredness on their faces, and said seriously:

"Okay, everyone go back and have a good rest! Don't gather here, so as not to disturb Dagu and Fei Niao's rest."

"Yes!"

Everyone responded and left one after another, leaving only Lina and Captain Iruma Kei to continue guarding.

At this moment, when Ye Xing and the Victory Team were recuperating, the Earth was quietly caught up in a series of horrific events.

Yamanashi Prefecture, the top of Mount Sukuna.

An ancient ancestral hall with few people and few incense stands alone.

Enshrined in the temple is the statue of the swordsman Jinglong, who once exorcised demons and monsters, and the sword he wore during his lifetime.

Click!

Along with a crisp sound, the originally majestic and lifelike statue of Jinglong suddenly cracked into more than a dozen hideous cracks without any warning!

At the same time, the extremely sharp sword on his waist seemed to be controlled by a mysterious force and broke into two pieces, as if someone had deliberately destroyed it.

The next morning, sunlight poured into the room through the window, creating patches of mottled light and shadows.

Ye Xing, who always liked to sleep in, unexpectedly got up early.

It turned out that he planned to visit Jiao Mingxin and her sister today to thank them for their help the day before yesterday and try to get closer to them.

Just as Ye Xing was about to step out of the room, he accidentally caught a glimpse of the calendar hanging on the wall out of the corner of his eye.

He took a closer look and suddenly realized - a whole month had passed since the last time he used the Reincarnation Wishing Ring to summon!

And today is the day when the summoning ceremony can be started again!

Thinking of this, Ye Xing couldn't help but be refreshed. He slowly raised his right hand, stared at the faintly glowing reincarnation wishing ring on his finger, and whispered softly:

"call……"

A light suddenly flashed before Ye Xing's eyes, and then a mysterious card appeared in front of him.

He reached out his hand curiously, picked up the card and carefully studied the information on it.

"The Clown King?"

Ye Xing read out the name on the card, and a bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The name sounded a bit funny, but when he saw the introduction behind it, he felt an indescribable shock in his heart.

[Name: Clown King

Strength: Celestial/Ultimate III (Perfect)

World: Digimon

Bloodline: Dark Ultimate Virus

Skills: Ace Flying Sword (Ace Flying Knife), Final Sniper, Clown Magic (Clown Trick), Flying Sand and Rocks, Mask Phalanx

Weapons: Two ace flying knives (top-grade innate spiritual treasures)

Introduction: The leader of the Four Dark Kings who lives on the top of Dark Tornado Mountain, the ultimate ruler of the dark world, and the commander-in-chief of the Nightmare Legion.

A Demon Digimon with a strange appearance, appearing and disappearing mysteriously, and everything is shrouded in mystery. 】

"Oh, what bad luck! My luck today is so bad!

I only drew a card of a strong person at the Celestial Realm."

Ye Xing stared at the cards in his hand with a worried look on his face, sighed helplessly, and then put them away carefully.

"At the moment, we can only rely on those monsters and invaders..."

He muttered to himself, seeming a little frustrated with his current situation.

After saying this, Ye Xing stepped out resolutely and headed towards the place where he had agreed to meet Jiao Mingxin and her sister last night - Happy Amusement Park.

After some twists and turns, Ye Xing finally arrived at his destination.

However, time passed by minute by minute, and he had been waiting for more than half an hour, but still did not see the Jiao sisters.

"Did they stand me up on purpose? Or were they delayed by something?"

Ye Xing began to become restless, pacing back and forth on the spot, muttering to himself, his heart full of doubts and worries.

At this moment, a sudden cell phone ring rang, and the unsuspecting Ye Xing was frightened and trembled all over.

'Can you hear the brightest star in the night sky?

The loneliness and sigh in the heart of those who look up

Can you remember the brightest star in the night sky?

The figure that once walked with me and disappeared in the wind

I pray to have a transparent heart

...'