Ultraman: It turns out this is the easy mode.

Chapter 677 Ultraman: Bad Feeling

Carmilla thinks so.
Cui Ming's dream is quite something.
The scarlet mortal moonlight dyed the dreamland into a Shura field, with hundreds of scarlet vertical pupils floating in the sticky black fog.

Of course, there is only fear in these pupils
Cui Ming's blood-stained combat boots stepped over the crystallized demon limbs all over the ground. There were tiny bursting sounds under his feet, like the unwilling whimpers of the demons.

"You! Damn! Guys!"

Cui Ming said as he hit a demon with the hammer in his hand.

“Don’t just run into other people’s dreams!!!!” The sound wave shattered the blood mist suspended in the air. Cui Ming’s muscular right arm suddenly swelled, and the tip of his fist, with the force of thunder, pierced through the chest of the demon in front of him.

A dark purple waterfall of blood gushed out and condensed into a hideous skull in the air, but when it came into contact with the fierce murderous aura emanating from him, it instantly turned into powder.

His five fingers were like hooks, and he directly pulled out the demon heart that looked like a twisted vine. The power bursting from his knuckles caused the heart to explode in his palm, and a scream like a baby crying could be heard from the splashing meat.

However, this was just the prelude to a nightmare. The entire space suddenly twisted and deformed, and thousands of demons swarmed out from the cracks. They were in various shapes, some had tentacles covered with barbs, some had huge bone wings on their backs, and each of them exuded a disgusting stench. Cui Ming looked at these things fiercely. The twisting hammer on his waist automatically flew into his hand.

"Oh, boss, to be honest, I didn't expect that I could appear in your dream." The surface of the hammer showed human face patterns, and words with the smell of rust came out of its cracked mouth. This weapon, forged from meteorite iron and demon souls, had long been connected to Cui Ming's mind.

Cui Ming wiped the blood splattered from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile: "Isn't it good?"

"That's right! Hahahaha! Boss! Let's go! Smash those guys!!!" The twisting hammer laughed crazily, and the hammer body instantly grew to the height of two people. The runes flowing on the surface twisted the surrounding space into a vortex.

The next second, Cui Ming descended on the battlefield like the god of death. The shovel in his left hand drew a strange arc, and the ancient spell engraved on the shovel blade lit up with a faint blue light, breaking the limbs of demons wherever he passed; the hammer in his right hand smashed down, and the ground within a radius of ten meters cracked inch by inch. The demons' wails and the sound of space breaking intertwined into a terrifying movement. Every time he swung, he carried a tremendous force, and his figure shuttled among the demons like a ghost. Those seemingly fatal attacks were always cleverly avoided at the moment they were about to touch his body.

In the melee, a giant demon shaped like a spider suddenly swooped down from overhead, with eight long legs covered with poisonous stings stabbing at him like steel spears. Cui Ming's pupils shrank slightly, and his body leaned back at an unreasonable angle, and the engineer shovel cut off three long legs. Then, the hammer swept out, blasting a huge gap in the demon's abdomen, and green venom gushed out, corroding the ground with a sizzling sound.

These demons are not ordinary creatures. Several powerful ones have begun to join forces. They cast strange magic and set numerous traps around Cui Ming. But who is Cui Ming? The man who once faced tens of thousands of enemies alone in various bombardments and fought his way out; the warrior who fought with giant creatures for a bite of food in the ruins of the doomsday. His past is a battle history soaked in blood and tears. Even Ultraman, after seeing his experience, couldn't bear to stop him from "torturing" the aliens.

His time was filled with fighting. In 24 hours a day, except for the precious one hour for eating and resting, he was on the verge of life and death every minute and every second. This purgatory-like life made his body form an instinctive reaction. At this moment, the demon who attacked from behind just raised his claws, and he dodged sideways, and pinned it to the ground with a shovel in his backhand. His movements were smooth and flowing, as if he had foreseen all this.

The battle was still going on. The sky in the dream was dyed red with blood, and the piles of demon corpses on the ground formed a continuous hill. But Cui Ming's eyes were still sharp, without any sign of fatigue, because he knew that in this endless battle, he must not stop.

The corpse of the demon under Cui Ming's feet was still smoking, but another Shura field had exploded above the battlefield.

The flying winged stealth equipment behind Lindis sprayed a dark blue ion tail flame, drawing a silver snake-like trajectory in the hail of bullets. The energy core on her chest burst into a dazzling light, and the spherical energy body condensed by the plasma cannon in her hand instantly exceeded ten meters in diameter. When it exploded, the shock wave carried dark matter fragments and crushed the entire building complex into powder. The surviving demon's limbs twisted into a strange spiral in the air.

On the west side of the battlefield, the red Balam mecha driven by Asuka was performing a violent aesthetic. Red energy lines flowed on the streamlined surface of the mecha, and when the newly installed triple pulse cannon on the shoulder was deployed, three scarlet beams tore through the clouds and accurately hit the demon floating in the distance.

Misato Katsuragi's purple Barga mecha shuttled between the explosions like a ghost. The particle cutting blade formed by her right arm turned the demons that tried to get close into a purple blood mist. Every slash was accompanied by a buzzing sound of space distortion.

Busujima Saeko's katana drew a cold arc in the smoke, and the bloody fighting spirit wrapped around her collided with the demon's tentacles, erupting a series of crisp metal clanging sounds. Every time the blade cut into the enemy's body, a dark green poisonous mist would burst out, and the demons hit would twist in pain in the corrosion, turning into a pool of bubbling black liquid. Miyuki's antimatter destruction cannon was suspended behind her and rotated slowly. Every time it fired, a micro black hole would appear at the muzzle, swallowing up all the surrounding light and energy. Wherever the annihilation ripples produced by the explosion passed, even the space was covered with spider web-like cracks.

Above the battlefield, the figures of Ru Ya and Yashiro turned into twisted black shadows. Every time Ru Ya waved his paper umbrella, countless blood-colored spells fell from the sky, nailing the demons to the ground; Yashiro's long hair danced like a living thing, and the barbs on the tip pierced the demon's body and greedily sucked the opponent's vitality. The demons touched instantly shrank into mummies. Camilla's incarnation of Ultraman was surrounded by dark golden flames. When she swung out the light whip, the air made a crisp sound like shattering glass. In the area swept by the light whip, the demons were first decomposed into luminous particles, and then exploded into stardust in the violent energy backlash.

On the ground, believers of the Warhammer world were crawling in a pool of blood, holding up various golden objects and worshiping Camilla.

The most immoral one is the yellow-skinned guy!
Because this guy can say yes directly, he now says: "Yes, yes, yes! You did the right thing! I am not a god! But these giants of light are! The real gods! Just worship them!"

(End of this chapter)