The New Generation of Ultraman Villains

In the story of the previous life, Painted Skin was a demon, but now, he imitates Torrekia's appearance, but he is a soul with nowhere to go, and he comes only for his destiny.

In the end, the only place in the entire universe that can accept him is the underworld where all souls sleep.

"Maha, my child, the Kingdom of Light will always be your home." Taro stood up with some worry.

"I don't like the Kingdom of Light. The light there is too hot for me."

Maha turned his head slightly, looked at the mental power carrying model, met the pair of golden eyes, then turned around and prepared to leave.

Taro quickly called out to stop Maha from leaving, "Maha, you said the light was too hot, but that's because there's ice in your heart."

Maha paused, his black hands clenched slightly. "Not everyone likes light."

"Maha, didn't you keep Fanjia because you loved that child?" Taro asked his youngest son.

Maha was speechless when asked, does he like Fanjia... No, he loves her more because of her.

"Your mother, Taiga, and I miss you very much, Maha."

"Maha, if there is any hidden secret, you can tell us. You are our child, and you don't have to bear the difficulties alone." Taro softened his voice and tried to persuade the child to come back.

Maha relaxed his clenched fists and calmed his mind. Father...

The words on Maha's tongue turned around and he swallowed them back, although he really wanted to ask why his father was not so eloquent to his mother before.

But, my mother, who is so smart that she is almost a demon, would definitely hear it...

"Maha, if it's because of Zero and you don't like him, we won't ask for anything."

"Besides, Vanga is still very small, and there are many dangers in the universe..."

Maha turned around, he felt that he needed to clarify "Then let me repeat again, I don't like Zero, nor do I like the Kingdom of Light."

"Including you and... Torrekia." Maha raised his head slightly and looked at the golden eye lights of the mental power carrying model.

"Maha..." Taro was a little hurt. As a father, it was a bit sad to hear his son say that he didn't like him.

"I will not return to the Kingdom of Light, and neither will Vanga." Maha tilted his head slightly.

"Besides, I just lost my memory before. Don't you think that you can impress me by just spending a few days with me?" Maha said softly, but it made Taro sigh even more.

Taro's voice fell silent, and the next movement was the mental fluctuations of the Blue Phantom.

The Blue Phantom did not say anything nonsense. He heard clearly that it was impossible to bring his youngest son Maha back without a beating.

"My Maha, you are so fearless because Fanjia is not with you." The blue phantom said affirmatively.

"Pa, pa, pa..." Maha tilted his head slightly, his narrow scarlet eyes showed a smile, and he raised his black and blue arms to applaud.

"As expected of Deputy Director Torre, your guess is spot on. Vanga is indeed not with me." Maha slowly spread his hands.

"In your physical examination report, there is an unknown light, which seems to have a strengthening effect. My Maha, what is that?" The Blue Phantom suspected that it was related to Maha's decision not to return to the Kingdom of Light.

"That is, of course, the light of the Absolut clan. Their light is golden and dazzling." Maha spoke as if recalling something, with tenderness in his narrow, scarlet eyes.

"Who is he?" The blue phantom controlled the model to stand up. He was very familiar with Maha's expression... it was longing.

"He is, of course, Tartarus, the strongest warrior of the Absolut clan." Maha called the last name with a gentle and lingering voice.

Let me introduce myself, Alien. Sorry, you can’t hear me anyway, so just lend me your fame for a while, Maha muttered to himself.

"Deputy Director Torre, maybe we will be enemies in the future." Maha raised his head slightly and said with a smile.

"For Tartarus?" The blue shadow looked at Maha and said, why is his little son so love-brained?!

"Of course, for my Tartarus..." Maha called the little golden man's name in a lingering and sad voice.