Ultra: Dragon Sword Journey

Recently, Dagu had been experiencing a series of strange nightmares. In his dreams, the world was shrouded in endless darkness, as thick as indissoluble ink, and no light could penetrate the darkness.

Endless crimson flames blazed fiercely, instantly engulfing the entire land. Towering buildings collapsed under the raging flames, turning into piles of rubble.

Once-thriving cities were transformed into desolate wastelands belching billowing black smoke in the blink of an eye. Thousands of years of human civilization were destroyed in this catastrophe. The entire land was completely engulfed in darkness, as if it had fallen into a bottomless abyss, with no hope of escape.

"The destroyed darkness is about to revive!" With this huge reminder that sounded like thunder in his ears, Dagu suddenly woke up from the nightmare.

That familiar and heart-pounding voice was clearly from You Lian, there was no way he could have heard it wrong.

Dagu was covered in cold sweat, his heartbeat racing, as if he had just experienced a life-or-death battle. He gathered his composure, quickly reached for the communicator, and dialed Zhao Ming without hesitation.

The communication was quickly connected, and Dagu said anxiously, "Zhao Ming, quickly open a golden portal. I have an important matter that I need to discuss with you in person!"

Zhao Ming heard this, and although he was full of doubts, he immediately acted according to Dagu's request. A dazzling golden light flashed, and a mysterious portal appeared before Dagu.

Dagu stepped into the portal without hesitation and disappeared in an instant.

The next moment, Dagu arrived at Zhao Ming's magic laboratory, which was full of life. Zhao Ming was standing in front of the familiar magic table, waiting for him with a serious expression.

Seeing Dagu appear, Zhao Ming hurried forward and asked anxiously, "What happened? Why are you so anxious so late at night?"

Dagu took a deep breath, and the air filled with the breath of life quickly calmed his nervous mood. Then he told Zhao Ming in detail about the voice he heard in the nightmare and his worries.

After listening to Dagu's narration, Zhao Ming frowned and fell into deep thought. After a long while, he muttered to himself, "Could it be that... Qi Jiela is about to revive?"

"Qijela? What is that?" Dagu asked hurriedly with a confused look on his face.

Zhao Ming turned around and faced Dagu, and began to explain with a serious expression: "Qijela is a very special plant, and its own strength is not very strong.

However, its pollen possesses an extremely strange and terrifying ability - a magical nightmare similar to deep hypnosis. Once this pollen is inhaled into the body, it will make people feel strongly dependent and can't help but continue to inhale it and become addicted.

What's even more terrifying is that it can immerse people in the most wonderful dreams it weaves, making them unable to extricate themselves. People will gradually lose their perception of the real world and completely sink into that illusory and beautiful world.

In the end, all of humanity will perish unknowingly and painlessly in the beautiful dream created by Qi Jiela!" Zhao Ming's face became increasingly gloomy when he said this.

Dagu's expression instantly became extremely solemn. He frowned tightly and said in a serious tone, "Then we absolutely cannot let Qijiela successfully revive! We must find a way to stop it!"

However, Zhao Ming, standing nearby, shook his head decisively without hesitation and said slowly, "There's no other way. Qijiela is the root of human desire. Even if the two of us try our best, I'm afraid we won't be able to stop this flower of evil from blooming."

Hearing this, Dagu was immediately anxious, even sweating on his forehead. He said anxiously, "No way, if even you are helpless, are we just going to sit there and wait for death?"

Facing Dagu's anxiety, Zhao Ming took a deep breath and once again asked Dagu the question he had originally asked him: "Do you remember the question I asked you at the beginning? If one day humans decide not to rely on Ultraman's power anymore, where will we go?"

Dagu blurted out without even thinking, "Of course! Even if there are only two of us left, we must continue to fight! Why should we worry so much?"

Seeing Dagu's resolute attitude, Zhao Ming was stunned for a moment, then he smiled helplessly, rolled his eyes and said, "That's all, Qi Jiela hasn't even fully appeared yet, why are you in such a hurry?

Besides, if that thing really blossoms everywhere, can we really eradicate them all one by one? "To cut the grass, you must remove the roots; to cure the disease, you must be thorough. I don't need to teach you such a simple principle!"

"So are we just going to wait like this and do nothing?" Dagu shrugged helplessly and asked with a worried look on his face.

You know, this kind of boring and unknown day after day of waiting for the monster to appear is really an unbearable torture.

"Of course not!" Zhao Ming shook his head and replied confidently, "We can practice more fire magic during this time! After all, Qijiela is a plant-type monster, and according to the principle of the five elements, it must be afraid of fire."

As he spoke, Zhao Ming extended his right hand and gently pointed. A thick book with a bright red cover and elaborately engraved fire magic inscriptions flew over from the bookshelf, as if drawn by an invisible hand. Zhao Ming steadily caught the mysterious book and, without hesitation, handed it to Dagu.

Dagu took the book with a serious expression, gripping it tightly with both hands, as if it held all the hope of defeating evil. He gazed at the book in his hands, a hint of determination gradually appearing in his eyes, and whispered softly, "I hope this really works..."

Hearing Dagu's slightly hesitant words, Zhao Ming couldn't help but laugh. He patted Dagu on the shoulder and said soothingly, "You have to have some faith in me! What kind of ultimate life form is Qi Jiela?

Even if you want to completely eradicate it, you may encounter some idiots who overestimate their own abilities and come to cause trouble, but that doesn't matter.

It just so happens that what I enjoy doing most is to ruthlessly destroy everything those self-righteous idiots cherish in front of them, and plunge them into endless pain and despair!

Hahahahaha…" At the end, the smile on Zhao Ming's face became more sinister and cunning.

In the following days, whenever Dagu had free time, he would rush to Zhao Ming's laboratory and devote himself to the arduous study of fire magic.

Whenever he began to practice, the blazing flames would jump and dance happily beside him like lively elves, forming brilliant and colorful light and shadows, illuminating the entire laboratory like a dream.

On this pitch-black, silent night, a bright moon hung high in the sky, casting a cold glow. Just then, a mysterious and dazzling small spacecraft quietly passed through the Earth's thick atmosphere, like a falling meteor, and finally landed steadily on the ground.

The spacecraft, gleaming with dazzling light, was composed entirely of countless tiny particles of light. It sat quietly there, like a work of art from outer space.

Almost at the moment the spacecraft landed, an amazing scene happened - with the spacecraft landing point as the center, small and exquisite yellow flowers quickly grew and bloomed from the ground like bamboo shoots after rain.

These small yellow flowers are densely dotted on the surrounding land, forming a golden sea of ​​flowers, emitting a faint fragrance, adding a touch of vitality and vigor to the originally quiet night.

Accompanied by a slight mechanical sound, the hatch of the spacecraft slowly opened, and two figures appeared in front of everyone.

One figure was tall and imposing, while the other was petite. They both wore royal blue robes, shimmering with strange runes and light, as if containing endless mysteries...