Chapter 1310
Mazar People: Holy crap! Storm 1!
As Ace, transformed from Chosen, slowly approached, his heavy footsteps echoed along the edge of the lava lake, each step causing the ground to tremble and splashing scalding lava. His silver body gleamed coldly in the intense heat, and his eyes shone with a familiar, sharp light.
The Mazar people suddenly sensed something.
It was a familiar killing intent etched deep within its soul, a soul fluctuation belonging to some madman hidden beneath Ultraman Ace's imposing posture. Then its eyes widened in horror! The pupils in its crimson eyes contracted violently, its body made of magma trembled violently, its teeth chattered with a cracking sound, and even the lava patterns flowing across its body dimmed slightly.
"Holy crap! Storm One!!!"
"Ace?! No! You're not Ace!!! You're! Storm One!!! Holy crap! Storm One! What are you doing here!!!!"
The Mazar people were terrified and cried, tears mingling with lava streaming from their eyes, evaporating into white mist in the intense heat. They clung tightly to the unborn angel, Sandafeng, their four arms wrapped around it so tightly that their fingertips dug into the crevices of Sandafeng's streamlined carapace.
"Damn it! I wouldn't say anything if Ace were here, but Ace transformed into Storm One is terrifying!!!! Ultraman Ace himself is relatively merciful, but Ace transformed into Storm One is truly vicious!!!! He's lucky if he doesn't cut you into mincemeat!!!!"
The fetal angel, Sandafeng, was being held so tightly it hurt. Its streamlined body had fin-like structures on its sides, and its long tail fin swayed uneasily in the lava. Its two long forelimbs tried to push the Mazar people away. Although it didn't understand what "Storm One" meant, it sensed the Mazar people's deep-seated, almost tangible fear. The eye-like structure on its head trembled wildly, and its entire body curled up into a ball, trying to burrow behind the Mazar people.
"What the hell is this thing?! You recognize it?! You've got me killed! If I had known there was such a monster in the lava, I would have rather suffocated in the crevice than come out! Why didn't you tell me sooner, you ugly monster!"
The Mazar, clutching the fetal angel, retreated frantically through the lava. The two monsters rolled together, each trying to push the other forward as a shield. The fetal angel's long tail fins churned the lava, creating large, scorching eddies.
"Can you even understand what I'm saying?! What do we do now?! He's coming! He's coming! I don't care anymore! We'll die together! Who told you to call me ugly just now?!"
"You dare bring that up! Even if I die, I'll haunt you as a ghost!"
Ace stopped in front of them, his silver body gleaming coldly in the high temperature. He slowly raised his right hand, and a dazzling light began to gather on his palm.
The Storm One version of Ace didn't care about their nonsense.
The light in his palm suddenly condensed, accompanied by a piercing energy hum, and a spinning blade of light extended from his wrist—it was no ordinary blade of light, but a high-speed spinning Ultra Chainsaw! No! It was the Ultra Light Chainsaw! The saw teeth spun wildly at a speed that was difficult for the naked eye to perceive, cutting through the air with a sharp whistling sound, and the surrounding high temperature was distorted by this energy.
Ace flashed forward, his massive body closing in at incredible speed. His left hand gripped the Mazar's shoulder like an iron clamp, while his right hand wielded a chainsaw of light, slicing across its waist without hesitation!
"Holy crap! You're serious?!" The Mazar was terrified, flailing its arms wildly and struggling desperately with its lava-formed body, but the silver hand remained motionless as if welded to its body.
The chainsaw slicing into the Mazar's body produced a teeth-grinding cutting sound, sending purplish-black energy and lava flying everywhere. However, the Mazar had been resurrected through sheer resentment, and this was its home turf! Here it was, in lava! The scorching lava surged towards it relentlessly, instantly filling the wounds with lava. Flesh buds visibly regenerated, preventing any real damage for the time being. "Hahahaha! This is my home turf! You can't kill me!" the Mazar roared with glee. Despite being ground to the ground, it couldn't help but feel smug. "I'm immortal in lava! Your light saw is useless, no matter how fast it is!"
Of course, the main reason is that this guy was also rapidly recovering from his injuries while being cut! As soon as the serrations made a cut, magma rushed in to heal the wound. The serrations cut again, and it healed again. The two sides were locked in a strange stalemate.
then……
Something terrifying happened to the Mazar people!
It discovered that Storm One Ace was smiling! On that silver face, the corners of his mouth slowly turned up, revealing a smile that froze the blood in its veins. There was no anger, no impatience in his eyes, only the surprise and delight of a hunter watching its prey struggle for its life.
Ouch! You think you can't be killed? Well then, I won't hold back!
Holy crap! That's terrifyingly scary, like something out of another dimension!!!
The Mazar's maniacal laughter abruptly ceased, its lava-formed face instantly turning ashen, its legs going weak. Had Ace not been holding it, it would have collapsed into a pile of mud on the spot. The fear surging from the depths of its soul made it tremble all over, and even the unborn angel Sandon, whom it was holding, felt the bone-chilling cold.
I was so scared I peed my pants!!!
Warm liquid did indeed flow from between the legs of the Mazar man, mixing into the lava and making a hissing sound. Although it evaporated instantly, the shame and fear made it want to explode on the spot.
I was absolutely terrified!!!
The Mazar man turned to ask the fetal angel for help, but the next second he discovered that the creature that wasn't a monster was rapidly transforming!
The streamlined body of the fetal angel Sandafeng began to tremble violently, the fin-like structures on its sides contracted inward, and the eye-like organs on its head emitted a blinding light. Its entire body began to reorganize and deform like a melting wax figure. Countless cracks appeared on its solid outer shell, from which golden halos shone. What flowed from the wounds was no longer lava, but some kind of higher energy.
This guy is about to evolve and run away!
Don't ask why the Mazar people could tell! Because the Mazar people also wanted to run away!!!
"Holy shit! You're going to abandon me?!" The Mazar man watched in shock and rage as the fetal angel entered its metamorphosis, shaking it frantically with all four arms. "What happened to sharing hardships?! You were just holding me tight a moment ago! And now you're going to run away?! Do you have any conscience at all?!"
The Angelic Embryo completely ignored it, or rather, it had entered a state driven by instinct. Its core was being reconstructed, and the true form known as the "Giant of Light" was emerging. This was the Apostle's ultimate survival strategy—when faced with an insurmountable threat, to discard its outer shell and escape the battlefield in a higher form. (End of Chapter)