Chapter 789
Got it, beat them to death!
Chapter 789 Got it, beat them to death!
"Got it! Just beat them to death, right?" After listening to Tamamo-no-Mae's analysis, Cui Ming nodded as if he had suddenly realized something, and his eyes instantly ignited with the flames of battle.
"You know nothing!!!" Tamamo-no-Mae slammed her hand on the stone table, splashing a lot of tea. Looking at Cui Ming's matter-of-fact attitude, she felt her temples throbbing.
Damn it, I really can't have a normal conversation with this guy! Tamamo-no-Mae had a terrible headache. Why couldn't Cui Ming understand anything complicated? Oh well, thinking about his previous behavior, this was actually normal. No wonder he dared to challenge the being that represented despair.
"But are you really okay?" Tamamo-no-Mae suppressed her anger and asked with a hint of worry in her voice, after all, the power of despair was no joke.
"It's nothing, I'm numb to it now." Cui Ming said calmly, as if he were talking about something very ordinary. He had experienced so many cycles of battles and seen all kinds of storms.
"..." Tamamo-no-Mae fell silent. Through some connections, she knew about Cui Ming's past experiences, so she understood that this seemingly casual man was a truly ruthless person.
"So, what's my reward?" Tamamo-no-Mae blinked, revealing a sly smile. She wasn't planning on helping for nothing.
"Yang energy, huh? Whatever," Cui Ming said nonchalantly, as it was of no use to him.
"Don't worry, it's just a little bit. It's not even as fast as you can replenish yourself," Tamamo-no-Mae said, taking a deep breath towards Choi Myung from a distance.
However, the next second, she suddenly covered her mouth and stomach, her face turning pale: "Ugh! I'm so full!"
"How come you have so much yang energy?" Tamamo-no-Mae looked at Cui Ming in disbelief. She had never seen anyone with such abundant yang energy.
"I don't know, maybe it's because I've been training with Taro on the solar self-destruction lately," Cui Ming replied casually after thinking for a moment.
"Taro." Upon hearing this name, Tamamo-no-Mae's expression instantly became even more tense.
Ultraman Taro, this guy is at a level you simply don't know how to describe.
It's often said that the Ultra race loves peace and upholds justice and order in the universe, and that's certainly true. They always step forward when the universe is in crisis, fighting to protect the weak. But don't mistake the Ultra race for just gentle peace lovers; these guys have real fighting genes hidden in their bones—calling them a bunch of killing gods wouldn't be an exaggeration!
A true god of war! Especially Taro, who's quite famous in the universe now. While other Ultramen's battles emphasize skill and teamwork, Taro's style becomes exceptionally hardcore. His Strium Beam is incredibly powerful, and his hand-to-hand combat is swift and ruthless, but what's most memorable is his unparalleled self-destruction technique.
Who can be so kind as to self-destruct without any side effects, or even gain benefits?! Other warriors, even if they use similar self-sacrificing skills, will at best be seriously injured and have to lie down to recuperate, or at worst, their lives will be directly endangered. Unlike Taro, who can not only recover quickly after self-destructing, but sometimes can even use the energy of the explosion to break through bottlenecks and reach a new level of strength.
Countless enemies in the universe tremble at the mere mention of Taro's name, not because they fear his beam attacks, but because they fear that if he gets carried away, he'll grab you and take you down with him—and the crucial point is that he can revive with full health, while you'll be reduced to ashes. Just like Tamamo-no-Mae said, spending every day with this kind of explosive maniac who treats self-destruction like a regular skill, it's no wonder that Cui Ming is immune to despair; after all, what kind of dangerous situations hasn't he seen?
No, that's not right either. Something's not right about this guy. Tamamo-no-Mae looked at Choi Myung, her brows furrowing slightly. She had a feeling that Choi Myung was hiding some kind of secret. It was a very subtle feeling that she couldn't quite put her finger on.
But she couldn't quite put her finger on it as she scrutinized Cui Ming, trying to discern something from his face, but Cui Ming remained completely calm and composed.
Hiss! I don't understand, I can't figure it out at all. Not only is this guy's yang energy terrifyingly abundant, but the powerful yet contradictory aura emanating from him is also completely unfathomable to her.
"Well, they've all been chosen to represent hope, so they must have many things about them that are hard for ordinary people to understand. I shouldn't ask too many questions," Tamamo-no-Mae thought to herself. "Knowing too much isn't good for me; curiosity can sometimes cause trouble."
Thinking this, Tamamo-no-Mae felt the excess yang energy in her body still churning, making her feel dizzy and lightheaded. She stood up and waved to Cui Ming, "I need to digest this. Your yang energy is too much. Ugh! No, I need to rest properly." After saying that, she walked unsteadily into the inner room, leaving Cui Ming alone in the courtyard.
Meanwhile, Cui Ming stood quietly in the courtyard, his mind still replaying Tamamo-no-Mae's words.
Sure enough, thinking so much was useless; it was much easier to just fight. Cui Ming shook his head, casting aside all those complex analyses and speculations. That's right, that was Cui Ming's thought. He had never been one to get bogged down in schemes and plots; strength and fists were the best way to solve problems.
There's no point in thinking about it anymore, let's just start fighting. Cui Ming's eyes narrowed, and his aura became sharp.
杰顿
No.
He suddenly remembered the information he had obtained earlier; he now knew the real name of that Jetton!
“Hyper Zetton.” Cui Ming uttered the name in a low voice, each word carrying a chilling killing intent, as if he could already see the scene of fighting against that creature that represented despair.
Meanwhile, Hyper Zetton was undergoing the final energy fusion in the incubation chamber. Suddenly, as if sensing something, its entire body trembled violently, and the energy that had been condensed to half its maximum instantly became disordered.
She was about to cry.
A terrifying figure suddenly flashed through its mind. The undisguised killing intent and ridiculously powerful aura sent shivers down its spine. "Damn it! The representative of hope is terrifying!!!" Hyper Zetton screamed inwardly. It could clearly feel that the guy named Cui Ming had his eye on it. The feeling of being targeted by a top predator was making it almost lose the courage to continue gathering its power.
Sure enough, I need to prepare.
Why not just surrender?
Hypergryph is preparing a backup plan for itself.
A real backup plan.
It realized that its side had a high probability of losing.
what can we do about it?
How can I make sure I don't look so pathetic when I surrender?
Damn hope!
(End of this chapter)