He Heard

"No...no, the steel we use to protect the people is not for harming them!"

Not only was it defensive, but the monster's immense strength nearly crushed Sirius.

Dimaga of the Blazing Steel raised his steel arm and, without any fancy movements, simply slammed it down on Sirius.

But the power of this palm strike was terrifyingly high. The air was compressed and made a "pop" sound. Before the palm strike even arrived, the ground beneath Sirius's feet had already cracked layer by layer.

Sirius quickly crossed his arms and used all his strength to block the attack.

"Bang--!"

A dull thud resounded as Sirius felt as if a steel mountain had crashed into his arm. The immense force traveled through his entire body from his arms. With just a swing of his hand, Sirius, who was blocking the attack, almost lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Sirius stomped his feet hard on the ground, channeling all his strength into his legs, and managed to keep his body steady so he didn't fall.

Even if it managed to stabilize itself, it was still thrown hundreds of meters by the blow, its feet carving two deep furrows in the hard ground, sending pebbles and dust flying everywhere.

Sirius shook his numb arm, trying to adjust his posture, but that wasn't all.

The spikes on the monster's body lengthened once more, piercing directly at Sirius.

The dark, hard, sharp thorns seemed to be infused with life, growing and piercing out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Sirius was already off-balance, so he couldn't react to the blow at all.

He could barely raise his right hand and use the arm blade to block in front of him. With a "clang," the spikes slammed into the arm blade, sending sparks flying.

Using the force of the impact, Sirius twisted his wrist slightly, causing the spike to deviate slightly from its direction.

The spikes grazed his shoulder, creating a gust of scorching wind, and the intense heat of the spikes charred his shoulder.

The intense heat generated by the friction between the spikes and the arm blades turned the blades red-hot, as if they might shatter at any moment.

But the attack from the scorching steel Dimaga is not over yet.

It opened its mouth, and crimson light condensed once more in its throat, about to strike Sirius once more with lava rays.

The light grew brighter and brighter, the temperature rose higher and higher, the surrounding air began to distort, and even the rocks on the ground began to melt slightly.

Sirius had just been forced back by the spikes and hadn't even regained his balance, so he had no time to dodge.

Just as the lava ray was about to erupt, a crimson energy cannon roared in from the side and struck the mouth of the scorching steel Dimaga precisely.

"boom--!"

The explosion erupted in its mouth, and the head of the scorching steel Dimaga snapped back, the red light in its throat instantly becoming chaotic, and the lava ray that was about to be fired was abruptly interrupted.

The Dragon Might Mech arrived just in time to provide support.

"Sylius! We're here to support you!" Nagasawa's voice came through the communicator, slightly breathless but firm.

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"Steel should be the bulwark we build to uphold our ideals!"

Despite the support of the Dragon Might Mech, the stats of the Scorching Steel Dimaga were simply too powerful.

It simply shook its head and recovered from the explosion in its mouth, its molten iron eyes regaining their dark red killing intent.

Countless spikes stretched out once more, like a steel forest, heading straight for Sirius.

Fortunately, Sirius has stabilized this time.

He took a deep breath, channeling his energy into his legs. A flash of blue light enveloped him, and he unleashed the Mach Movement.

His figure instantly blurred in place, and the next second he appeared behind the Blazing Steel Dimaga, avoiding the range of the spikes' attack.

Press the attack!

Without the slightest hesitation, Sirius's right arm blade glowed with a dazzling blue light, and Sirius's Lightning Slash was once again fully formed.

But the scorching steel Dimaga seemed to have caught the Mach movement of Sirius.

Without even turning its head, its thick tail, composed of multiple layers of steel blades, immediately slashed towards Sirius behind it.

Sirius was about to dodge to the side, but in that instant, the ground beneath his feet suddenly cracked open.

It wasn't an ordinary crack; it was the earth's veins themselves vibrating. The earth veins of Zhuogang Dimaga and Qingyan Mountain were connected, and it could control the earth beneath its feet.

A fissure tens of meters wide suddenly opened up beneath Sirius's feet, and scalding magma gushed out from it, carrying a pungent sulfurous smell.

This crack caused Sirius's dodging action to pause slightly.

His right foot missed its mark, causing him to lose his balance and completely disrupting his dodging rhythm.

Although Sirius's Lightning Slash still struck the nape of Scorching Steel Dimaga's neck, at the same time, the tip of Dimaga's tail also slashed directly through Sirius's chest.

"laugh--"

A sharp steel blade sliced ​​across his right chest, tearing a long gash in his chest. Golden light particles, like blood, gushed from the wound, resembling strings of broken starlight, standing out conspicuously in the twilight.

"Ugh—!"

Sirius grunted, the immense impact sending him flying. He crashed heavily to the ground, rolling several times before coming to a stop.

He clutched his chest in pain, struggling to stand up, but a sharp pain shot through his chest wound, making it impossible for him to stand.

Before Sirius could recover, Dimaga the Scorching Steel stepped directly towards Sirius.

Every step was earth-shaking, and every step brought him one step closer to Sirius.

The Dragon Might mech tried to stop them, and Changze charged forward in his mech, but was blocked by the long spikes extending from the Scorching Steel Dimaga.

Those spikes were like a wall of steel, densely packed, blocking all routes of approach. The energy cannons of the Dragon Might mechs only produced a string of sparks when they hit them, unable to break through at all.

"Sirius! Get out of the way!" Shizuka shouted anxiously, but she knew that Sirius couldn't get out of the way at all.

Just as Sirius was still recovering, Dimaga of the Scorching Steel gradually approached him.

In his delirium, the tormented Sirius heard several voices.

There were 111 voices, some deep, some soft, each with the hoarseness and determination unique to steelworkers, like hammers striking steel ingots, each one powerful and resounding:

"Ultraman, please stop him! Stop him from using our steel to harm the people!"

"Our steel is for building bridges, for constructing houses, for defending the country, not for killing people!"

"We've spent our lives forging steel, not to turn it into a butcher's knife!"

"..."

One voice, two voices, ten voices, one hundred and eleven voices.

There were the hoarse voices of furnace workers choked by coal dust, the clear, youthful voices of apprentices, the steady growls of veteran workers, and shouts from various places with accents.

These sounds emanated from every inch of Qingyan Mountain, like iron hammers striking steel ingots, each sound powerful and resounding.

These voices intertwined, growing louder and more unified, until finally all the emotions, all the beliefs, all the resentment and anticipation converged into a single sentence, like one hundred and eleven hammers falling simultaneously, striking Sirius's heart:

Please!

He heard it...