The New Generation of Ultraman Villains

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The golden halo opened, and the figure of Tartarus appeared.

"Did the experiment succeed?" Tartarus looked at the Kull people. If it wasn't successful, he would look for people from other timelines...

"Oh! Lord Tartarus, this experiment is truly a great miracle. The secret of the life forms of the Light Clan is that they are truly perfect creatures..."

"Speak human language." Tartarus's black gold palm stretched out towards the fragile brain of the Kul alien.

The Kull alien slid to his knees with his tentacles floating like octopus claws. "Success! Success! Lord Tartarus!"

Tartarus moved, and the Kull people quickly used their tentacles to protect their brains. What was going on? Was Tartarus going to destroy the bridge after crossing it?!

Going back a little bit in time, Tartarus, who was listening to the nonsense of the Kul people, suddenly became alert. He hadn't noticed that... he was the only one who attacked others.

The black and gold fingertips lightly placed on the golden arm. Finally, the golden and black figures restrained each other's arms.

Tartarus didn't kill him. His bright white eyelights met those narrow, crimson ones. Tregear, who had died at the hands of Lingga after the fusion, successfully fused with the fragments of the Chaos God and was resurrected...

"Tsk, is this how you all welcome my resurrection?" The black-blue figure let go of his hand and spread his hands slightly.

"I am the ultimate life form, a warrior of the Absolut people, Absolut Tartarus."

"And then?" The dark blue figure grabbed the Kuer who was hiding in the corner and poked at his brain intermittently.

"Tregear, you died at the hands of the Ultra Clan. Don't you want revenge?" Tartarus stepped forward.

"Shh~" The black and blue figure tilted its head slightly, with its black fingertips lightly touching its lips, and its narrow scarlet eyes looked at the golden figure with a smile.

"Absolut, Tartarus~" A gentle and lingering voice called Tartarus' name with temptation.

Tartarus was distracted for a moment, then looked at the somewhat crazy Tregear.

"Hahahahahahahahahaha..." The black and blue figure threw the Kul alien in his hand onto the wall and hung it.

"Tartarus, I'm not Tregear."

The scarlet narrow eye lights looked at himself on the screen, and the black gold fingertips gently touched the side of his face. "The new body is really good..."

"As for what you said, revenge for the murder must naturally be taken..."

Tartarus then looked carefully at the resurrected figure in front of him, and found that it was indeed different from Torrekia who sealed the Chaos God Grimd.

The bright blue timer was not covered by a strap. The golden vertical pupils representing the evil god were embedded on the backs of his hands. The black and blue mask covering his face had a faint purple-red pattern. No wonder he was distracted for a moment before.

Tartarus suddenly felt unsure. "Grimd..."

"It's impossible for you to seek revenge with your current strength."

Tartarus suddenly had an idea. It didn't matter if he was Torrekia or not, as long as he was useful against the Land of Light, it would be fine.

When Tregear was alive, Ultraman Taro was always chasing him... and there was also the new generation Ultraman, Taiga.

"I can help you regain your strength, Grimmd, but only if you join the kingdom." Tartarus restrained his temperament slightly and extended his hand elegantly to Grimmd.

"Kingdom?" The black and blue figure tilted his head slightly, and did not deny Tartarus's address to him. The black and gold slender fingertips lightly touched Tartarus's fingers.

Tartarus's golden hand grasped the black hand. "The kingdom of the Absolut clan."

"It sounds great, but, Tartarus...how much power can you give me~" The figure that dispersed into dark particles instantly approached Tartarus, and the scarlet narrow eye lamps looked at Tartarus with a smile.

The black and gold gauntlet lightly touched the broad golden shoulders, and when it reached the heart, Tartarus pressed the back of his hand.