Ultraman: This Belial only wants to make money.

The first time the fingers were inserted into Kiranbo's throat, it felt like the muddy flesh of flesh, but the second punch felt more like hardwood.

In the dim light, the witch's face was ugly and hideous, her expression frozen, lifeless and stiff. Jin Yi picked up the witch's mangled body, shook it, and a pile of limbs and cracked pieces of wood fell out of her cloak with a clatter.

Jin Yi released his grip, and the black cloak, along with the remaining joints, fell to the ground, while the wooden head rolled to the street corner.

"Mr. Jin, this..."

After evacuating the children, the two captains ran over and asked, looking at the puppet fragments scattered on the ground.

"It's a substitute, a witch's little trick."

Jin Yi patted the dust off his hands.

This result is not surprising. Jin Yi was already mentally prepared. According to the records of the Victory Team, a large number of children go missing around the world every Halloween. It is not surprising that Kiranbo has the ability to create clones to appear in various parts of the world at the same time.

But... you can run away from the monk but not the temple.

"Hey... Captain, our mission is complete!"

The Xincheng team waved and ran from the street corner, followed by Juejing and Lina, who were struggling to drag huge sacks.

"What the hell?"

He kicked the witch's log away, his head tumbling down the sewer in an arc, and then stood before everyone as if to claim credit.

Digging a well followed closely behind, laboriously lifting the sack. With a clatter, candy spilled all over the ground, along with small toys like dolls, piling up into a small mountain—more than the candy in the cart.

The task was not only completed, but exceeded expectations.

Some candies that were clearly not from witches were mixed in, speckled and spotted like children's blood and tears.

Kijima Megumi and Munakata's eyes twitched, unable to utter a word. A crying child is always better than a crying family.

That guy from Xincheng is swaggering around like a child king, as if even his mind has become childish.

It's likely that next Halloween, monsters will be seen throwing punches and stealing candy from dimly lit street corners, becoming the new Halloween legend.

"Mr. Jin, are there any other clues?"

Intermediary Hui asked, "The candy recycling operation has been successfully completed, but if Kiranbo is not eliminated, the root of evil will not be eradicated."

Jin Yi pondered for a moment, scanning the Victory Team in the child-sized figures. Although the prey had temporarily escaped Boss Jin's clutches, Kiranbo would not let go of these sweet fruits. Halloween was not over yet, and Kiranbo would not stop.

"Don't forget who you are! You're kids now, and you've already received invitations to the Witch's Night Banquet on Halloween!"

"Let's take a short rest, then blend in with the kids and head straight for their hideout!"

The real action was in the second half of the night. Breaking into the witch's lair required thorough preparation. The others went ahead and returned to the Victory Team to adjust their equipment. Boss Jin left Daigo behind to give him instructions for the next mission.

"Daigo, are you ready?"

Jin Yi asked.

"It should be fine now..."

Daigo wasn't sure, but during this time he shuttled between Toei Company and GUTS, undergoing rigorous training from both organizations, working two jobs and suffering twice the hardship. He made significant progress both physically and mentally.

However... when a worker suddenly hears his boss's doubts, he is always unsure of himself.

"That's good. To be absolutely sure, I'll explain Kiranbo's situation to you in detail—"

Kiranbo is not a difficult opponent. His punching and kicking skills are weaker than Tiga's combined form. The only two skills he can use are teleportation and clones.

However, the teleportation skill is just an add-on; the key is still the user's stats. If Zetton removes teleportation and the barrier, he can beat ordinary Ultra Warriors to a pulp with just his fists and feet. But Kiranbo's weak stats can't even save him with teleportation, and after being countered, he can only flee in defeat.

A mage who doesn't build muscle and doesn't learn melee combat will only end up like this.

"I understand."

The enemy excels at teleportation and creating clones, so we must use speed to capture them. Let's use aerial attacks as a countermeasure!

Daigo nodded repeatedly, as if a teacher were highlighting key points before an exam, indicating that he had thoroughly understood his opponent's weaknesses and victory was already within his grasp.

"And Daigo, you not only have to win, you have to win beautifully."

Jin Yi was somewhat uneasy and emphasized the point.

Although Kiranbo is a wild monster, his victims are quite unique—children, children from all over the world.

The saving of one child means the saving of one family. What is the social impact of this? Although the Battle of Rigadron was of great significance, it was only known among the upper class. The common people could only hear the thunderous cannon fire, but could not see Tiga's valiant struggle.

But under the watchful eyes of everyone, and with all the children watching, defeating Giranbo and returning the children from all over the world to their parents' arms will instantly turn tears into smiles—Tiga's influence and economic benefits will reach a new peak!

"Daigo, you should understand, I've always been a person who rewards and punishes fairly..."

Boss Jin's voice is like both a devil and an angel.

"A good performance will be rewarded; a bad one... hell awaits you!"

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"That's terrifying! That's horrible!"

Suddenly, a cloud of white smoke rose from the witch's pumpkin house. The curtain of black magic was pulled open, and Kirambo clutched his neck and collapsed to the floor, kicking up a cloud of dust.

After a long time, Kieranbo's heartbeat slowly calmed down. He struggled to grab the chair leg and get up, then collapsed into the armchair. He straightened his nose, which had been knocked crooked, and was panting heavily, sweating profusely.

"That guy... he's not human at all..."

Even her neighbors from the same dimension, the demon goddess Enermina and the overlord of the spacetime realm, the golden dragon Goldras, had never given her such a tremendous sense of oppression. They were like ferocious beasts such as lions and tigers, powerful and terrifying, but still understandable.

But the moment that stranger grabbed Kiranbo by the neck, she saw an abyss, an abyss of infinite darkness that even a witch could not fathom!

"It's so painful! It's so painful!"

"This is a nightmare... No, no, I want sweet dreams, I want more sweet dreams from the children!"

To counteract the nightmares that keep me awake, I need plenty of sweet dreams from children.

The witch's fingernails scratched at her face, making a shrill scream that echoed through the empty pumpkin house, creating an eerie atmosphere.

When the screams stopped, footsteps could be heard in the stairwell.

Kiranbo's composure finally settled. She clapped her hands, and the dilapidated wooden door opened with a thud, allowing the witch's prey—the children—to slowly walk in.

"Why is there so little?"

She frowned, her pale, withered fingers pointing out that there were only five children in total: three boys and two girls.

"Were the other kids late? Oh well, it's better than nothing, consider it an appetizer..."

The witch lowered her voice, trying to make her words as gentle as possible. She beckoned, and a child obediently stepped forward.

"Okay, okay...you're all good kids."

By the faint moonlight streaming through the window, she studied the little boy's face. Though his eyes were fierce, his childishness was still evident, and he was still somewhat docile. But... why did he look so familiar? Had she seen him at the candy stand before?!

"Eat this, you old witch!"

Kieranbo was horrified, but it was too late. Captain Munakata reacted faster, silently pressing the Victory Hyper Gun against the witch's abdomen. Then came a flash of light, followed by a huge explosion, and the witch's body flew backward, crashing through the wooden wall and disappearing into the attic.

"hateful……"

Kiranbo clutched her stomach, feeling a wave of dizziness. It took her a while to regain consciousness. She lay on the ground, tilting her head to look around.

Several pale children played tirelessly and endlessly with the white sand on the beach.

This is the abandoned space connected by the pumpkin house, the amusement park by the sea, the final resting place for all the children whose dreams have been drained on Halloween night.

"This place should be safe, right..."

Kieranbo breathed a sigh of relief, but just then, a foot stepped on her back, and a roar came from behind.

"What have you done to the children?!"