He was selling gashapon toys in Marvel Studios, and at the beginning, Tony turned into Kuuga.

The six cracks have closed.

Only the one above Longhu Mountain is growing ever larger.

The giant black hand gripped the edge of the crack, its knuckles bending to produce a sickeningly sharp sound as space shattered.

The crack was forcibly torn to a diameter of three hundred meters.

A second hand reached out.

Ten dark red fingernails drew two arcs in the night sky, gripped the other end of the crack, and pulled sharply to both sides.

"He's tearing the door down." Li Ang's Coke stopped at his lips, not going in.

Old Liao's communicator fell to the ground. Everyone in the back valley looked up, their expressions varied, but their eyes were all the same...

That is the fear that arises from biological instinct when faced with a colossal creature beyond our comprehension.

The crack was stretched to 500 meters.

A head emerged from the crack.

His skin was grayish-brown, his forehead was covered with Omega runes, his eyes were deep-set, and his pupils were a pure dark red.

There was no white in his eyes, and no emotional fluctuation whatsoever.

Darkseid's face took up half the sky.

His gaze swept over Longhu Mountain.

With just a glance, the pine forest within a 300-meter radius of the valley's edge caught fire simultaneously.

The entire tree was set ablaze from the inside, the trunk cracked open, and orange flames surged from the tree rings.

The air was distorted to the naked eye.

Qian Chuanzi was standing in the second group when his legs suddenly gave way.

He knelt on one knee, supporting himself with both hands on the ground, his breathing extremely rapid.

Not just him.

Old Liao leaned against the railing of the command platform, his forehead covered in a cold sweat.

The young rogue cultivators from Na Du Tong rolled their eyes and collapsed limply to the ground.

Even the Celestial Master's Mansion disciples who had already left to rest were unable to lift their heads due to this oppressive aura.

A crushing defeat at the rule level.

Darkseid's very existence is rewriting the rules governing this space.

His will was projected into the air, causing all living beings below a certain intensity threshold to undergo a physiological yielding response.

"All the tyrants in the heavens and myriad realms are like this."

Li Ang placed the cola on the railing and clapped his hands.

He stood up and looked up at the giant face that was being squeezed out of the crack.

A red warning message automatically pops up on the system panel.

[WARNING: Cross-dimensional entity intrusion.]

The crack was finally torn open completely.

Darkseid stepped out of the spatial portal.

His body was forty meters tall, with grayish-brown skin covered with dark red patterns, and an Omega core in the center of his chest, radiating a dark red glow that devoured everything.

He hovered 600 meters above Longhu Mountain, looking down at the tiny figures on the ground.

He spoke up.

The sound did not travel through any medium; it entered directly into the minds of everyone present.

"My son is dead."

"My captain of the royal guard is dead."

"My resources have been completely wiped out."

"My pyramid has been demolished."

"You insects..."

Darkseid lowered his gaze, and in the very direction his eyes were focused, a crater ten meters in diameter appeared in the ground.

"It makes me very unhappy."

Tony stood at the edge of the platform, looking up at the tyrant who had descended from the sky, his throat dry.

He beat Grevan.

I played against Stephen Wolf.

But standing in front of Darkseid's true form, the feeling is completely different.

The pressure exerted by Graven and Stephen Wolf is quantifiable; they are very strong, but there is a limit to how strong they can be.

Darkseid gives the impression of having no upper limit.

Clark landed beside Tony, blue flames flickering on his body.

The hum of the solar core furnace was three times louder than usual, a self-protective increase in energy output.

"I can feel it," Clark said in a low voice. "He's more than ten times stronger than Graven."

"I know."

Wayne's voice came through the comms channel: "Don't fight here."

"His oppressive aura is already harming ordinary people; we must move the battlefield to high altitudes, away from the ground."

Tony glanced at the strange monks who were lying haphazardly in the back valley.

Wayne is right. If this continues, just Darkseid standing there without moving will cause large-scale casualties on the ground.

"Who's going to draw aggro?" Tony asked.

"I'll go."

Steve's voice came through the channel.

He stood on a high platform on the east side of the valley, his vibranium shield already slung behind his back, and his right hand slowly raised.

His red hair fluttered in the night breeze, and a divine aura emanated from him.

"Let me go first."

Steve looked up at the gray-brown giant, his eyes showing no fear.

As long as there is light in his heart, he can always become Ultraman Tiga.

"You're not enough on your own," Wayne's voice was frighteningly calm. "I'll go with you."

On the other side of the stage, Wayne held the jet-black Galaxy Spark to his chest.

"Hahaha, let's combine forces and go for it!"

The clown in the distance turned pale, but still raised the Dark Spark on his own initiative.

"Steve will hold the line on the left, I'll take charge of the output on the right," Wayne quickly deployed. "The rest of you can join us after we lure him up to a thousand meters in the air."

"The continuous output of the solar core furnace can deplete his Omega energy, but it will take time."

"We need to buy Clark that time."

After listening, Tony closed his visor again.

"receive."

Darkseid slowly raised his right hand from above, palm facing the ground.

Dark red energy gathered between his five fingers, its light illuminating the entire Longhu Mountain in a crimson glow.

"Now!" Wayne shouted.

Two beams of light shot into the sky simultaneously.

A silver-blue beam of light rose from the eastern platform, completely engulfing Steve's figure.

Inside the pillar of light, his body was expanding, reorganizing, and evolving.

Three seconds later, a 55-meter-tall silver-purple giant burst forth from the light.

Ultraman Tiga - Composite.

At the same time, a strange light, interwoven with gold and green, burst forth from the direction of the rostrum.

The Galactic Spark in Wayne's hand trembled violently, and the Joker's maniacal laughter transformed into pure spiritual energy, colliding, merging, and sublimating with Wayne's iron will.

Another giant has been born.

This one is entirely black with silver crystals interspersed throughout, with a crystal chandelier embedded in its chest, and its eyes are a cold blue.

Galaxy Lugiel Crystal Edition.

Two giants of light floated side by side above Mount Longhu, confronting Darkseid, who was forty meters tall.

In terms of size, both Tiga and Ginga are a size larger than Darkseid.

But standing in front of him, the contrast in the sense of oppression was reversed.

Darkseid's gaze remained fixed on the ground, and the Omega energy in his palm continued to gather.

Don't ignore me.

Ultraman Tiga made the first move.

The enormous, silver-purple body left a trail of afterimages in the air, its right fist enveloped in divine energy, heading straight for Darkseid's cheek.

Darkseid finally raised his eyes.

He didn't dodge, he just tilted his head slightly.

boom!

Tiga's fist grazed Darkseid's cheekbone, and the shockwave shattered the surrounding clouds.

"The insects have learned to grow bigger," Darkseid said calmly, "but their essence hasn't changed."

He grabbed Tiga's wrist with his other hand, his five fingers gripping it tightly.

Steve felt his arm being trapped.

Even with tens of thousands of tons of power in Tiga form, Darkseid had no chance to struggle against it.