The New Generation of Ultraman Villains

(The previous chapter has been updated with 1,000 words.)

A figure in purple and a figure in gray fell from the dark night sky.

The second-generation Kirieloid quickly got up, looking at Daigo with some surprise and uncertainty.

What I see before me is just a ray of light from Tiga, so why is he stronger than the already enhanced version of him?!

Kiri stood to one side with his arms crossed, looking at Daigo with a wicked yet holy white mask.

The Daigo in this universe is stronger than anyone he's ever seen before...

Kiri couldn't help but look at Torrei standing with Sersia.

Karasu is quite nice to Daigo...

“Tiga… he’s gotten stronger.” Lina, dressed in casual clothes, murmured as she watched the second-generation Kirieloid being defeated one after another.

"No, it's because the second-generation Kirieloid's momentum weakened after that white monster appeared."

Captain Megumi looked at Kiri, who seemed to be glowing white in the night.

It looks a lot like an angel from Western mythology.

Moreover, it looked like bone armor... and seemed somewhat similar to the Kirieloids.

Captain Megumi suddenly became unsure whether the white monster in her eyes would launch a sneak attack on Tiga.

"The great god Kyrielord will fool the ignorant people of Earth..."

Before the second-generation Kirieloid could finish speaking, he was punched by Daigo, and immediately became somewhat irritable.

"Tiga, haven't you eaten? Hurry up and deal with this bastard who called Garan a demon."

Kiri's somewhat impatient voice rang out.

Daigo couldn't help but turn his head slightly. Not only had he not eaten, he had also almost been ambushed by a witch from the Kirieloid clan...

If Jialan hadn't been there...

Furthermore, how dare the Kirielod clan call Garan a demon?!

Daigo's gaze toward the second-generation Kirieloid was also tinged with coldness.

Humans cannot understand what Kiri is saying.

However, Ya Xi's expression was somewhat silent. How could this all be related to him?

He wasn't the only one called a demon; Ultraman Tiga was another one.

"Kiri is still the same as ever," Yashi sighed.

“No, Torrei, Kiri says he wants a lot now.” Sersia turned to look at Torrei, wanting to say that the current Kiri was no longer the Kiri of the past.

"Yes, Sersia, after all, there are 30 million years between us. Even people sometimes can't empathize with their past selves."

“And I am no longer the person I once was.” Torrey Yashi’s black eyes were fixed on the figure in purple, silver and red.

After Daigo transforms, Tiga's humanity and divinity complement each other.

It was indeed more moving than the light that accidentally came to Earth 30 million years ago.

"Torrei, you like this Tiga?" Sersia looked at Daigo on the battlefield. Apart from his handsome face, he didn't seem to be any better than Kiri.

"Sesia, who doesn't love Ultraman Tiga?"

As Yashi watched Daigo about to kill the second-generation Kirieloid, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

It's not just because of the childhood filter, but also because Daigo himself is really, really good.

Sersia didn't understand.

Because, in his understanding, the "like" that Torreyakish said was different from the "like" he expressed.

An explosion rang out.

The second generation of Kirieloids vanished into dust amidst grief and indignation.

Before Daigo could continue his attack on the Gates of Hell.

Kiri's white bone claws reached out into the void, and the half-closed gates of hell were slowly shut by Kiri's power.

Ultraman Tiga from this universe almost blew up his gate again.

Daigo looked at Kiri beside him.

What is this strange white man going to do?

"Tsk, I am the new god of the Kirieloid race, Tiga, you can't blow up my gate again."

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