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Chapter 1530 Help

You strike with a sword, I strike with a hook!

The two behemoths were fighting fiercely in the city, with thunderous explosions and bright sparks. Every move showed ferocity. With a weight of tens of thousands of tons, every step could set off a stormy sea in the city.

The ground was shaking, the buildings were shaking, the bricks and rubble were jumping, people were running away in panic, the street lamps fell to the ground in random directions, the cars on the road rolled everywhere, and even got trampled into huge...

The footprints are solidly blended with the soil.

The buildings composed of countless homes took several years to build. In just two or three minutes, they tilted or even collapsed, turning into piles of ruins, crushing everything inside.

Below, countless people lost their homes, becoming the main scene of this doomsday picture.

Long stood on the street filled with gravel and bricks, looking at the mess around him. The blocks they had patrolled countless times were now gone. There might even be many familiar people...

"Damn it, damn it, damn it!"

The dragon roared angrily, but the feeling of powerlessness in his heart became stronger. They trained hard and used blood and sweat to turn themselves into strong warriors, but they were of no use in front of this huge body.

Just like those who have watched countless guides and listened to various video explanations, they entered the property market with great ambitions and thought they had rich experience, but they only saw sickles everywhere and were cut off by the cruel reality.

"What on earth can we do?"

The dragon raised his head and looked at Mebius and Transformed Bemonstein fighting each other in the distance. Every step they took could shake the earth. Every time the weapons in their hands were swung, they would make a sharp whistle when they cut through the air.

Being so far apart made the surrounding glass tremble and even shatter.

In the face of this tens of thousands of tons of power, everything in humankind seems so fragile. The proud skyscrapers are as fragile as paper, and the roads that stretch thousands of miles are as soft as mud.

It will break if touched, let alone a small human being.

He couldn't do anything at all, couldn't help him at all, even standing there was a burden to Ultraman.

This made Long extremely discouraged. He was even more confused about the meaning of his past efforts.

Just in a place that would not affect Ultraman, I stared blankly at Mebius waving the lightsaber in his hand and rapidly colliding with the double hook that transformed Bemonstein. Every sound was deafening and every move was earth-shattering.

Kamebius turned a deaf ear to it, and just continued to wave the Dreambium lightsaber in his hand, resisting the double hooks that transformed Bemonstein into stronger ones.

Ping! Ping!

Amid the increasingly clearer impact, Membius advanced and retreated in a controlled manner, blocking the double hooks with one sword, preventing the modified Bemonstein from moving forward any further. Instead, he was suppressed by Membius's fierce offensive.

"I remember this guy's weakness is..." After Membius stabilized the situation, he turned his attention to the eyes that transformed Bemonstein. He remembered that it was recorded in the data that Brother Taylor was initially transformed into Bemonstein.

Stan was suppressed, but a brave human suspended the rope to the modified Bemonstein's eyes, and stabbed the modified Bemonstein's eyes with a dagger, causing him to lose his vision.

"Attack both of his eyes!"

Membius immediately made a decision in his mind. He waved his lightsaber to block the hook that transformed Bemenstein. He immediately flipped his wrist and let the lightsaber rotate accordingly. Then he raised it upwards and knocked the arm of Bemenstein.

He picked it up, took a step forward with his left leg, and shifted his body's center of gravity, causing him to run directly into the arms of the taller reformed Bemonstein.

Suddenly moving forward, the hook that Transformed Bemonstein swung forward missed. Before he could change his move, Mebius had already moved, and the lightsaber in his hand swung forward, resisting Transformation.

Bemenstein's left hook prevented him from bending inward, and his right hand was clenched into a fist, and he swung it forward with force, hitting the modified Bemenstein's right arm.

He deflected outwards, then immediately moved backwards, giving the modified Bemonstein a heavy blow with his elbow.

Boom!

Amidst the dull impact, the modified Bemenstein's abdomen was dented, almost sinking into Membius's elbow, and then he staggered back, while Membius stood still and did not continue to pursue.

Instead, he turned around quickly.

The left arm then waved upward, driving the Membim lightsaber to slash upwards diagonally, drawing an arc on the chest of Transformed Bemonstein, setting off a series of sparks, and the tip of the sword pointed directly at Transformed Bemonstein's eyes.

But just when the tip of the sword was about to reach the face of the transformed Bemonstein, an iron hook swung from the side and hit the Menbeam lightsaber. It blocked the edge of the Menbeam lightsaber and came from the hook.

The terrifying power made Menbeim's lightsaber unable to move forward.

"It's just a little bit." Mebius was a little unwilling. Just a little bit, the tip of the lightsaber could stab the eyes of the modified Bemunstein. Even if it only blinded one, it could also cause extreme damage to the modified Bemunstein.

A big impact, thus breaking the balance and ending this battle as soon as possible.

It's a pity that there are no ifs in this world. An almost-almost is an almost-almost. With the height of 80 meters, the Transformed Bemonstein made Membius need more time to stab the Transformed Bemonstein in the eye, so he won the victory for the Transformed Bemonstein.

With a little bit of life, he successfully blocked the sword that Mebius tried so hard to thrust.

"Ang!"

After blocking Membius's sword, Transformed Bemonstein immediately raised his leg and kicked Membius in the abdomen, which was wide open due to his full attack.

More than 100,000 tons of force hit Membius's body, making a thunderous noise. Membius screamed in pain after being hit hard, and his whole body was kicked away and fell heavily to the ground.

A depression was created in the ground, and under the action of inertia, it rolled awkwardly several times.

Before Membius could stop, Transformed Bemonstein had already stalked up to catch up. He kicked Membius, who was still rolling, like a football, kicking Membius again and again.

It rolled forward, and with a loud rumbling noise, it transformed into a giant bulldozer, flattening the houses and piles of ruins to the ground.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! This is how masters compete with each other, just like playing chess, if you are not careful, you will lose everything!

Just like the sword just now, if it stabs the eye of the modified Bemonstein, it will naturally expand the advantage and even turn the advantage into a victory. But if it doesn't hit, it will lose a move. If someone seizes the opportunity again,

That would not only destroy the advantage, but may also lead to counterattack.

The intelligence of the reformed Bemonstein is not low. Not only is he keenly aware of Membius's intentions, he can also react quickly, using his height advantage of leaning back and raising his head to offset the length of Membius' lightsaber.

, and then used the long hook to pick away Membius's lightsaber, then raised his leg and used strange strength to repel Membius, and completed the counterattack in an instant, chasing back all the disadvantages at once.

"Oops, Mebiusta..."

Seeing that Menbius was at a disadvantage, Long Yan became anxious. He immediately raised the Tulaiga gun in his hand and fired at the modified Bemunstein one after another. One after another, the light bullets fell on the transformed Bemunstein.

Clusters of sparks exploded, but they were completely ignored by the transformed Bemonstein. He still strode forward, using its terrifying strange power to continuously kick Membius who was rolling on the ground, making Membius...

Si couldn't get up at all.

At this moment, George's voice came from the memory display: "Eye, hit that monster's eye."

"Eye?"

"What Ultraman was about to attack just now was the monster's eye." George, who has extraordinary dynamic vision, shouted loudly, raised his Tulaiga gun, and fired at the modified Bemonstein.

The brilliant beam of light instantly spanned a distance of more than a thousand meters and hit the moving Bemunstein's eye. The flames of the explosion immediately engulfed the right eye of the transformed Bemunstein.

"Hit." George frowned with joy, but then he saw the modified Bemonstein suddenly turned his head and stared at George who had just launched the attack with his scarlet left eye.

"It's not good." George suddenly realized that something was not good, and ran towards the back without hesitation. Just after running a few steps, the modified Bemonstein's left eye shot an energy beam, which instantly hit the position where George was just now.

, exploded with a bang.

Boom!

A loud thunderous noise exploded behind him, and the shock wave of the explosion caught up with George in the blink of an eye, sending him flying into the air. After tumbling several times in the air, he fell heavily to the ground.

"George!"

There was an explosion in the memory display, and George's voice also disappeared. Coupled with the change in the direction of Bemonstein's attack, Long immediately realized something and hurriedly shouted at the memory display, but there was no response.

.

At this time, the Membius on the ground caught the gap when the modified Bemonstein turned his head. He stood up like a carp and stood up from the ground. The aura of Membius on his left arm glowed with a strong red light, like a flame.

The energy quickly flowed to Membius's left fist, making Membius's left arm from the forearm to the fingertips all wrapped in this red light, making it look as if it was ignited with a blazing flame.

The next second, Mebius jumped up and swung his left fist hard, releasing the plasma energy on his left fist forward, forming a surging energy shock wave, hitting Bemenstein's left eye in an instant.

The explosion exploded, and the raging flames suddenly submerged the modified Bemenstein's head. The terrifying shock wave even hit the modified Bemenstein's head and forced it upwards, and his body rose from the ground like a hit baseball.

, flying into the air.

Membius didn't hesitate at all. He didn't even have time to retract his fists. He stamped his feet on the ground and let his body rise into the air. The golden pattern on his chest glowed red and ignited a blazing flame. As Membius adjusted his body,

He performed a forward somersault and rushed towards Membius's right leg, igniting Membius's right leg into a burning 'ham'.

Not only that, Mebius, who was kicking upwards, twisted his waist, and his body, which was ignited with flames, began to spin rapidly. From a distance, it looked like a tornado of flames, rushing upwards. Within two or three breaths, he caught up with the opponent who was punched.

The modified Bemenstein flew away, and then hit the modified Bemenstein's chest heavily.

Even though the modified Bemonstein's defense was super strong, in the face of Burning Menbius' spinning kick, the solid scales were still like paper, being quickly cut through, and then the rotating flames came out from the back.

, actually kicked him and hit him right through.

Mebius still maintained the flying kicking posture, and behind him, there was a huge hole in the chest of the transformed Bemenstein. The red light of the flames was seeping inward, causing huge damage to the transformed Bemenstein.

, and then exploded with a bang.

boom!

The fireball that exploded in the air hung high in the sky like the sun, emitting endless light and heat all around. It temporarily covered the sun in the distance, allowing the people below who were fleeing in panic to see the rapidly expanding fireball, and

A deafening explosion.

But the most eye-catching thing is Ultraman suspended in the sky, which makes everyone who sees it understand immediately.

"Ultraman wins!"

"No need to run away, Ultraman wins."

"Great, Ultraman won."

"..."

The crowd that had been scrambling to escape just now burst into cheers, and the fear and uneasiness on people's faces disappeared, replaced by joy and excitement.

Amidst the cheers, Membius raised his head and looked at the dissipating explosion flames and the blue sky and white clouds behind him, thinking in his heart: "Where did this monster come from?"

Although there is no evidence, Mebius feels that this monster is probably not 'natural', but artificially created.

Obviously, he had used the ability to teleport before, but he seemed to have forgotten it in the subsequent battles and never used it again. If the modified Bemonstein could use this skill flexibly, he would never be defeated so easily.

No one can tell him the answer. He can only find the truth behind it.

No, not just him, but also...them...

Membius lowered his head and looked at the ground. Among the piles of ruins, Long raised his hand and took off his helmet. His eyes were confused and he scanned the surroundings. He saw ruins and flames and heard cheers.

and sadness.

It's just that their words can't protect anything. It's only Ultraman's power that can protect this world, but...

The dragon raised his head and looked at the god-like Mebius, thinking in his heart: "Can Ultraman stay in this world forever?"

The answer is no!

Grandpa and the others have been thinking about Ultraman Tiga for a lifetime, but he never appeared again after leaving, which has become a regret in their lives. And the dream in front of them, Ultraman Bius, will leave sooner or later, and will not appear again.

As for monsters, do we have to pray for Ultraman to appear again?

Without Ultraman, would humans have to kneel down and beg for mercy or wait for death?

But protecting the earth is easier said than done, but extremely difficult to do.

The dragon was unwilling to give in, but he could only lower his head and look at the gravel everywhere, helpless!

The bloody setting sun reflected on the earth, and only the continuous ruins and unextinguished embers could be seen.

The prosperity of the past is gone, only the desolation remains.


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