Chapter 1429
Ampera: I'm so happy! Storm 1!!!
Ambera stopped defending herself, letting the beams explode on her body, and then swung her huge fist down at Cui Ming.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Every punch carried destructive power, every kick cracked the earth. Cui Ming weaved through the gaps between the punches and kicks, sometimes dodging, sometimes taking the hits head-on, and sometimes using Abera's strength to bounce back, like a leaf dancing in a storm, seemingly fluttering, but never falling.
"Left!" Abera punched Choi Myung's left side.
Cui Ming dodged to the right, and at the same time, the Radiant One aimed at Abera's armpit and fired a shot.
"Up!" Ambella's knee shot up.
Cui Ming crossed his arms and took the blow head-on. He was sent flying dozens of meters away, but the moment he landed, he adjusted his posture, plowing two deep furrows in the ground with his feet, and then charged forward again.
"right!"
"under!"
"later!"
Ambera's attacks grew increasingly ferocious, but Cui Ming's responses became more and more composed. He seemed to be able to predict Ambera's every move, always reacting a fraction of a second before the fist arrived, and then delivering a precise counterattack the instant Ambera's old strength was exhausted and new strength had not yet been generated.
The beams of light from the Radiant One left countless wounds on Ambella's body, and black blood flowed like a waterfall, but Ambella became more and more excited as she fought, and her laughter shook the entire dream world.
"Hahaha! I want to fight, so I'll fight! I've already lost all shame! So what!"
"..."
Cui Ming dodged Abera's sweeping leg with a backflip, and couldn't help but roll his eyes when he landed.
This guy is getting more and more shameless.
No, you weren't always like this.
Why are you getting more and more like Gian?
In my memory, the Ambera aliens were the Dark Emperors, ruthless, arrogant, and invincible cosmic overlords. They sat atop a dark planet, commanding an endless army of darkness, and could decide the life or death of a civilization with a single word.
But now?
This bastard, laughing wildly and swinging his fists while shouting "I can hit you whenever I want," is completely different from that dark emperor.
Has he gone insane from being locked up for too long?
still is……
Looking at the pure, undisguised excitement in Amberra's scarlet eyes, Cui Ming suddenly understood.
This guy is really having a blast.
This kind of battle is so exhilarating!
It lacks the heavy burden of "fighting to protect" found in Ultraman, the constraint of "not killing," and the baggage of "representing light." It's simply a pure, primal battle between two powerful beings.
Every punch landed with a vengeance, blood splattered on the spot, life and death hung in the balance, it was exhilarating.
Having lived in the universe for countless years, Ambella was long tired of the hypocritical battles between good and evil. What he wanted was this—an opponent who dared to confront him head-on, without using the power of light or transformation, and who could fight him to the death using only a human body.
And Cui Ming happens to be this opponent.
"……never mind."
Cui Ming took a deep breath, tucked the Radiant Device back into his waistband, and then drew another weapon from behind—a short sword modified by Star Guide technology and crackling with dark red electric arcs.
"let's hit."
After he finished speaking, he rushed out again.
This time, the speed was faster, and the blade flashed more fiercely.
Ambella charged forward with a maniacal laugh, fists clashing against blades, darkness and killing intent intertwining.
The entire dream trembled during their battle; the sky was torn apart, the earth was overturned, and black mountains collapsed one after another.
But neither of them stopped.
Ambera didn't care about getting hurt; what he cared about was the feeling of a fist hitting solid ground.
Cui Ming didn't care about being tired; what he cared about was the feedback of the blade cutting into his flesh.
Like two wild beasts, they tore at each other, roared at each other, and enjoyed this endless, unregulated battle on a desolate battlefield.
"Cui Ming!" Abera threw a punch, only to be slashed by Cui Ming's dagger, leaving a deep, bone-revealing wound. But he laughed even more maniacally. "If only I could fight you like this in real life!"
"In reality?" Cui Ming slammed an elbow into Abera's knee, using the momentum to leap up, his short knife aimed straight for Abera's throat. "In reality, you would have been beaten to death by the Ultra Brothers long ago."
"Hahaha! That's true!" Ambella dodged the fatal blow by tilting her head, but a gash was still cut on her neck. "But I don't regret it! At least here, in this dream, you are mine!"
"...Who the hell is yours?"
Cui Ming landed, panting, sweat and blood mingling and dripping from his chin.
His clothes were tattered and his body was covered in bruises and wounds, but his eyes were still bright, like two burning stars.
Ambera wasn't in much better shape. Half of his black armor was shattered, his cloak was a tattered rag, and his body was covered in countless knife wounds and bullet holes. Black blood flowed all over the ground, staining the desolate earth even deeper into darkness.
But both of them were laughing. Abera laughed wildly, like a beast that had finally found its match.
Cui Ming smiled reservedly, like a sharp blade finally drawn from its sheath.
"Again?" Abe stretched out his hand, and dark energy condensed into a huge battle axe in his palm.
"Again." Cui Ming gripped the short knife tightly, arcs of electricity leaping across the blade.
The two figures collided again.
This time, it was more intense, more frenzied, and more...
readily.
At the end of dreams, on the border between reality and illusion, the battle between Storm One and the Dark Emperor will never end.
Because that's how they rest.
One vents his frustrations through fighting, while the other finds enjoyment in bloodshed.
No one needs to pity anyone else.
No one needs to save anyone.
And so, the fighting continues.
Fight until the end of time, fight to the very edge of the universe, fight until...
In reality, Cui Ming was gently shaken awake.
"Cui, get up. Hikari said the time-space cannon is ready and wants you to go take a look."
Angie's voice rang in my ears.
Choi Myung opened his eyes and found himself still lying on the sofa in the lounge, with sunlight streaming in through the window, making it feel warm and cozy.
He stretched his neck, his whole body aching—but injuries sustained in a dream wouldn't carry over into reality.
"...What time is it?"
“Three o’clock in the afternoon.” Angie tilted her head to look at him. “You slept for two hours. How are you? Is that old geezer Ambella still alive?”
“Alive.” Cui Ming stood up and put the radiant device back into his waistband. “And he’s getting more and more energetic.”
"how about you?"
“Me?” Cui Ming’s lips curved into a smile. “I’m quite energetic too.”
He was telling the truth.
Although he fought for two hours in his dream, the exhilarating battle only invigorated him.
It's like doing a vigorous workout; you're tired, but it feels great.
"Let's go." Cui Ming rubbed Anqi's head. "Let's go see what kind of incredible feat Hikari has come up with this time."
"Ok!"
Angie skipped and hopped behind him, her tail wagging high.
Cui Ming walked down the corridor, the sunlight casting long shadows.
He remembered Abeira's last words in his dream—
"Cui Ming, come again next time! I'll be waiting for you!"
That guy is getting more and more shameless.
but……
They're quite cute too.
At least, in this universe, there is one enemy who genuinely enjoys fighting him.
Instead of being like those Pitt aliens, those security systems, and those aliens hiding in the shadows, who only know how to plot and scheme and play technological blockade games.
Thinking about this, Cui Ming suddenly felt a little looking forward to the next dream.
Looking forward to another battle with that increasingly bloated Dark Emperor.
Every punch landed squarely, blood splattered on the spot, it was exhilarating.
That's true rest.
At least, it's much more reliable than Hikari's time-space cannon. (End of Chapter)