Japanese Terrorist: What? I'll fight Hellstar!

Rongzhi Hill.

The village is usually quiet after nightfall.

Around 8 o'clock, most homes had already turned off their lights, with only a few windows still letting in a dim yellow light. The elderly had gone to bed early, a handful of young people gathered outside the convenience store smoking and chatting, and the children were confined at home doing their homework.

There were still a few tables of customers at the izakaya at the village entrance, with the TV on, playing boring variety shows.

Everything was as it should have been, until the ground began to shake.

At first, it was very slight; the beer bottle on the table shook, and the beer in the glass rippled outwards.

"An earthquake?"

The guest looked up at the chandelier on the ceiling, which was swaying slightly.

Before he could finish speaking, the ground suddenly sank.

"boom--!!!"

"BOOM—!!!"

A deafening roar erupted from deep within the mountain behind the village!

The entire earth trembled violently, as if gripped tightly by an invisible hand!

A violent earthquake struck without warning, shaking the entire izakaya. Plates fell from the shelves and shattered on the floor.

"Run!"

With a scream, everyone rushed out the door.

In the village, the mud-brick houses groaned under the weight of the load, their walls cracked, and tiles rained down. Many old houses collapsed with a crash, raising clouds of dust.

"Earthquake!! Run!!"

"The building has collapsed! Help!!"

In an instant, cries and screams echoed throughout the village. Villagers, young and old, ran frantically toward open spaces, and the whole village was thrown into chaos.

For islanders, earthquakes are commonplace, but today's earthquake was unexpectedly sudden and violent.

"boom!"

Just then, a deep, muffled thud came from deep underground, as if something had turned over down there.

The muffled sounds from underground were like the panting of an ancient behemoth, repeatedly shattering the strata of Rong Hill.

The earth, which had just been shaking violently, suddenly cracked open.

A dark fissure, stretching from the back of the village straight to the mountaintop, is like a wound torn open in the earth. It spreads across the center of the village with devastating force, tearing up roads, collapsing slopes, and even uprooting ancient trees that have been rooted for hundreds of years, plunging them into the bottomless ravine.

The villagers stood frozen in terror, watching helplessly as the river overflowed and the mountains and rivers changed color.

The stream at the foot of Rongzhi Hill was no longer clear. It first rose several feet, then churned up a turbid, grayish-yellow stream, and the air was instantly filled with a strange smell that was as pungent as rotten eggs and as acrid as sulfur.

The stream churned with white foam, and wherever it passed, the grass withered and turned yellow instantly, insects floated to the surface belly up, and even the hard bluestone road surface was corroded until it hissed and smoked.

"boom--!!!"

From the depths of the crevice, a roar ten times more ferocious than before exploded. It was not a beast's roar, but more like the sound of the earth collapsing and water pressure exploding.

The entire belly of Rongzhi Hill was glowing; a pale, eerie light seeped from the cracks in the rocks, illuminating the dark night sky with a ghastly brightness.

The next moment, the earth was completely exposed.

A giant, snow-white serpent slowly raised its body from the cracked mountainside and the fissure in the ground.

It was not the luster of scales of flesh and blood, but rather the surface of solidified cold rock or cooled magma, pale white like withered bones, with undried poison and gravel still clinging to its scales, every inch of its body carrying the violent power of geological movement.

The giant serpent was over five meters thick, winding its way up to the waist of Rongzhi Hill. Its ferocious head and murky gray-black eyes gazed indifferently down at the village below.

In the village, hundreds of villagers stood frozen in place, as if they had been frozen in place, staring wide-eyed at the giant snake on the mountain, their eyes filled with terror and shock.

"boom!"

The giant serpent continued to move its body. With each movement of its massive form, the surrounding rocks shattered, trees were crushed into powder, and thick, yellowish-green mist poured out of its mouth, spreading forward in a fan shape.

Wherever the fog passed, tree leaves turned yellow, curled, and fell off within three seconds, and branches turned grayish-white, as if they had been baked dry. Grass withered directly, turning into dark brown powder. Several animals that couldn't escape struggled in the fog for a moment before collapsing to the ground, white smoke rising from their fur, revealing the red and white muscle tissue beneath.

This commotion finally woke up everyone in Rongzhiqiu.

"Water dragon... Water dragon really exists!"

An old man knelt down, looking up at the giant snake with an expression of disbelief on his face.

The head of the Yamata no Orochi transformed into a water dragon and fell on Ebisu Hill, harming the people there. It was then sealed away by the fox spirit they worshipped.

Even an old man like him didn't really believe in this kind of myth that had been passed down for who knows how many years, thinking it was just a story made up by the shrine for publicity.

However, the water dragon has now appeared before his eyes.

"Lord Suiryu, please forgive us!"

"Go back quickly, Lord Suiryu!"

Several elderly people were already kneeling on the ground, their foreheads hitting the gravel, blood streaming down their cheeks. Their lips trembled, their voices shook, and they kept bowing to the huge white snake.

"Fox Spirit! Where is the Fox Spirit?! Please show yourself!"

Someone cried out in the direction of the shrine on the mountain, but the sound was swallowed up by the rumbling from underground.

More people are fleeing for their lives.

Young parents grabbed their children and ran out of the village, losing a shoe in the process but not daring to look back. Several young people supported elderly people with mobility issues, stumbling and rushing into the paddy fields. Some were pushed down in the chaos and swept forward by the crowd, without even a chance to get up.

"Run! Run!"

"My child! My child!"

Cries, screams, and the booming sounds of collapsing houses mingled together, making the entire Rongzhiqiu resemble a pot of boiling porridge.

The water dragon slowly turned its head, its murky gray-black eyes sweeping over the fleeing crowd at its feet. Its gaze was indifferent, revealing no emotion, as if the scene before it was just another ordinary sight.

The yellowish-green mist gushing from its mouth grew thicker and thicker, flowing down the hillside like an invisible river of death.

The first few houses suffered first. The mist licked at the wooden walls, causing the paint to bubble and peel, revealing the whitish wood underneath, which gradually rotted away, and even the stone turned gray.

"Mother--!"

A child's cry pierced the fog, sharp as a needle. The child's mother tried frantically to rush inside, but was held back tightly by two men.

"Don't go in! That fog is poisonous!"

"My child is inside! Let me go!"

Just then, the sky brightened briefly.

A beam of light exploded from the northwest horizon.

It was neither lightning nor starlight, but a pure, dazzling flash of light, like a newborn sun tearing through the night.

The beam of light, trailing a long tail of flame, streaked across the sky at supersonic speeds, compressing the air into a cone-shaped shockwave that produced a deafening roar.

"boom--!!!"

The silver-red giant, with a flying kick, slammed solidly into the water dragon's neck!

The force of that kick was unbelievable. The water dragon's massive body flew sideways from the mountainside like a sack being thrown, crashing into the opposite cliff face. Rocks shattered, the entire mountain trembled, and debris and dust shot into the sky, obscuring half the heavens.

The giant flipped in the air and landed steadily, his feet landing on the broken ridge, creating a shockwave.

The silver-red giant stretched out its arms, its palms gathering a bluish-white light. With a swing of its arms, a spiral beam of light shot out from between its palms.

"Tornado Beam!"

The beam of light, like a tightly twisted rope, crashed into the yellowish-green poisonous fog, engulfing it in a violent vortex. The fog was drawn into the spiral, compressed, and concentrated, becoming increasingly thinner.

The tornado of light spun more and more fiercely, and in a short while, it gathered up all the toxic substances in the entire area without leaving anything behind.

Then, a tiny spatial rift tore open at the tip of the beam, and all the absorbed poisonous gases and harmful substances were blown into another dimension, completely disappearing without a trace.

In just a few breaths, the pungent poisonous gas that had been hanging over Rongzhi Hill was completely cleared away!

The rotten sulfur smell was gone, replaced by a fresh mountain breeze. The edges of the grass and trees, which had been corroded and turned yellow by the toxic smog, gradually stopped decaying, and the air polluted by the toxic smog was completely restored to purity.

All the villagers froze on the spot, completely dumbfounded.

Those who were just moments ago wailing and collapsing, awaiting death, all gaped, their eyes wide, staring blankly at the silver-red giant figure on the mountainside. The fear and despair on their faces were completely replaced by extreme shock. The entire place was silent; they even forgot to breathe.

The elderly people, kowtowing and begging for mercy, remained in a kneeling position, their cloudy old eyes filled with disbelief. Their prayers stopped abruptly, leaving only shock and bewilderment in their eyes.

No one expected that at this moment of annihilation, instead of the fox spirit they had always worshipped and believed in, they would be greeted by such a towering, silver-red giant! With a single kick, he knocked the invincible, world-destroying water dragon to the ground.

The divine beast that had once filled them with utter terror was so utterly vulnerable in the face of the giant.

"Ultraman...?"

A young man murmured, his face filled with a bewildered sense of unreality.

First, there was the water dragon mentioned in mythology, then Ultraman from tokusatsu dramas. Is he dreaming?

"It looks like... Ultraman Seven! Hehehehe, a giant monster appeared, so it's not surprising that another Ultraman showed up. Go for it, Ultraman Seven!"

The other young man's brain was about to explode. He grinned foolishly, raised his hand, and shouted loudly at Hinako Fukami.

"I remember the Yamata no Orochi was mentioned in Ultraman Jonias. Could we be living in the Ultraman universe?"

The young man, who was speaking, looked both surprised and delighted. The fear caused by the appearance of the water dragon had vanished without a trace in the face of Ultraman's attack.

Hinako Fukami could naturally hear the discussions among her fellow villagers and even her classmates, and she rolled her eyes inwardly.

These guys are relaxing way too quickly. Do they think people won't die in the Ultraman world?

Looking up at the water dragon in the distance, Hinako Akami's mood became more serious.

Even Ultraman has enemies he can't defeat.